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Fluttery's diary, entry one.

February 22, 2010 - 1:17am — lotessa
I met a strange but very polite stag name chopin today. He was differant.. strange... but i suppose i cannot blame him, this world or demension isn't the nirvana buddah would say is peacefull. But i still should try to make a living out of it. But ever since my brother died on our journey here i have not been the same.*sigh*.... i guess things just go alone... don't they..?
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The newbie strikes again... Q.Q

February 20, 2010 - 6:40pm — Sevan
I want to thank everybody for helping me out last time. Smiling *Bow*
Now I've got another problem... How do you upload screenshots and pictures? ^^"" Ahh I'm such a newb... *Head desk*

It's strange. Whenever I log into the forest, I don't see other deer. Everybody's symbols would bunch up together and get stuck at the bottom of the screen. I have to wait for a long time til it goes back to normal.

Putting that aside, I have some ideas for new antlers Idea So I'm sorta hoping to upload em soon. ^^

Good night, TEF~ *Bow*
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And They Danced

February 19, 2010 - 6:38pm — Aivilo
Rire went in search of the cloud of flies today.
He did not find it, alas!
But he did find a new friend Laughing out loud
It was a long, laughter-filled dance.
And then Rire had an idea! He'd gathered some purple flowers earlier, and his friend had picked up some poppies. Then they got themselves a couple masks... And Rire's mask was purple as well.
So why not go all out?
On a whim, Rire took off, new buddy in tow, and made a beeline for the crying statue. Red! And then a red mask...

But they never quite got to being all red and all purple and back to dancing; buddy had to go. Oh well, perhaps next time!

Rire certainly had a good start to his morning, today. Thank you!
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x!32!x

February 19, 2010 - 3:48am — Isolde


Wanderers Silent Dreeam

<3 you Kaoori. (: xxx
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x.31.x

February 18, 2010 - 10:18pm — Isolde




Wanderers Silent Dream

its been a while, hasn't it. (:

Night Terrors /Blood warning/Heavy Images

February 18, 2010 - 12:28am — firedance







Silhouettes are so much fun XD
Please read
Ok I’m clearing the air now..please do not flame me..this is a story…
Night Shade is not dead..I wouldn’t do that XD
She did not attempt suicide
I leave it up t o you the reader to fill in some blanks..but I think I need to explain the ending..Like I said she did not try to kill herself. She got angry and charged the statue. She is unconscious nothing more. As for the latest injury..I don’t know if I will let her keep it or not yet Eye
I’m sorry for the unnecessary info above..I just do not want to upset anyone. Smiling
Overall I’m happy with this. Some parts look better than others..due to my tablet acting up at times :/ and the fact some of it was drawn at 2 in the morning XDD..

Update…Just wondering..should I try something like this(picture stories) again in the future?

Mr. evil shadow belongs to Alicev…
Confused? read Resurrection Part IV by Alicev
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Experientia docet stultos[Furfur Diary 12]

February 17, 2010 - 9:38pm — Alecsander
This story picks up right where Illegitimi non carborundum ends. It takes place after the events of Two weeks too late.

If you have just stumbled upon this story by chance then head over to the Story hub to get caught up.
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Zero's Screenshot Diary #1

February 17, 2010 - 12:54pm — MaritVanBeelen
Picture Heavy!


Just some screenshots of the last couple of days Smiling







































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Stay a while with Me

February 17, 2010 - 8:43am — silentlikethat


You cannot outrun the Wind. I've tried so many times now. It brings memories, reminds me of what I don't understand, what I've lost. I feel like a fallen leaf, detached form the tree in winter. It's cold and so very bare here on the ground. The Wind tosses me to and fro, sometimes landing in places I'd rather not be.

I miss him. I miss seeing him smile. I miss seeing them sitting together and most of all I miss when it was all of us sitting together. I saw where they put it, where they reverently placed his mask. I see an empty shell, as empty as my heart. How can you try to live after that first breath of air, then have it disappear? You're so used to it. Always being there. Sometimes its harder to breath but its still there. He's still there. Now I can't breath...He's gone where I cannot follow, though I've searched. In all his favorite places I've looked for signs of him, any recent footsteps or a precious single lock of his white hair.

I am met with nothing.

So I stare and hope. I hope he will return to me someday before I'm gone. I hope I will know what to do when he comes home.
I hope he knows that I love him.

You've been a friend to me

screenie dump number....whoknows [image heavy, of course]

February 17, 2010 - 7:35am — Siellby
I could count them, I suppose... It would have been easier if I haven't been giving them all different titles.
Oh well.
I don't remember where I left off, so some of these may be repeats.
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