Alrighty, so since my motivation is bipolar lately, and I feel like I'm just all over the place with everything, so I thought I'd organize all the crap I want to do here.
Mostly just for me, since I need to motivate myself... sigh. This is just a blog of what I want to do with characters, art and anything else related to the forest,

lets start with bios, and css editing that I need to do;
-Sibera BIO [css and info] -in the works >.>-
-Finish Hadou's bio, seriously, DO IT -just need traits hng-
-Update my directory blog css

now for character junk;
-Finish Sibera's concept, finalize that shit and get going, it's taking to damn long -just gotta draw it now-
-Start on Whispers plot
-Get Hadou more interaction
-Maybe some roleplays for Adestria
-When Sibera is ready, time for her plot [excited about this one]

art related junk;
-Finish requests and gift arts that I need to start on, I keep putting it off, hnnnng -ahah almost-
-Post that one character...
-Sibera's bio picture[s]
-Hadou 'molting' [yes like shedding... I'll explain that later]
-Whisper the night he lost his wings [blood and gore.. wee]
-LEARN HOW TO DRAW HUMAN FACES ldfndjgf

roleplays;
-whisper with pica
-hadou with valutti
-whisper with iris
-hadou with group[dollface etc.]


So, that is all the stuff I'd like to start on and finish, all listed in order,
I'm so lazy so this list will take forever, sigh.
Anyways I also need to go in-forest more, seriously, if I'm gonna be on the computer anyway, I might as well, I just have to pry my self off of tumblr.
I'll update this as things finish, are added, or I need someone for a plot [so far I'll just need someone for Siberas plot], or something else, so there ya have it.
motivation.

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The first person I saw in the midst of today's fog, or, at least, the first person to approach me, was Ourania. She was badly hurt, it looked like. There were wounds all over her...I walked her to a tree to help her get her mask on...And I walked her to a slab halfway back. I hoped she'd stay there; she could barely move...And I didn't want to lose one friend in defense of another. To my relief, I never saw her enter the field of battle, even though she watched from nearby. That's fine, though, since she was safe.

I?...I may not have been in the best shape, but my one attribute in a battle is my endurance. I'll manage. I went out to take a place by Dag's side to defend him.
I confided in Verve, since she was there... That I was still afraid. Afraid that, even though I'd tried and struggled in spite of myself... I was still scared. These battles, this struggle...It all made me sick, with the wrongness of it all. Being necessary isn't the same as being right... Or is that the words of a perennial coward?

The battle seemed much more relaxed than last time...Or maybe, because the timing was different, the different people producing a different flow of battle. Oh, there were times I, too, had to battle intensely, moments where the front line couldn't manage it, and the creatures would come leaping, fangs bared, out of the fog. They were foglike themselves, at once clear and indistinct; shape, to them, was just another way to attack, another way to give rise to fear. But just as often, the fighting would be so far away that I didn't even know if there was fighting going on -- it was all indistinct running, hoofbeats like distant thunder. I was awed by them, those fiery waves that raged like tsunamis, the frothy tide of allies roaring in.
During breaks, I'd check people; friends like Saosin or Verve for certain, and for the people I didn't know, I'd pick people who I hadn't seen checked by somebody else, as many of them as I felt I could.

Woo! Now I can finally start on this year's screenshots!


Merry Christmas. \o/