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Chat with Vessie's ocs

Full character list: http://endlessforest.org/community/vessie039s-meeps-and-spices
Figured i gotta practice character speech. Which i usuallu do fairly quickly with my other non tef ocs...well huh.
Somehow I'm having issues with this in tef because often they are rped nonverbally and when u do i have problems.
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Well. You can ask them anything more serious or apropriate for the character.
They can have IC conversations with other ocs.
but you can also ask general quiestions like uhh... what's your fav colour.
Practice is key. Might as well make it fun Smiling


Cannibriel: wise, motherly, all-loving, passive, easily overwhelmed.
The Apprentice: polymath, calm, well-minded, wise, helping
Zephyr: vulgar* agressive, skittish, manipulative
Maryam: whimsical, flirty, fatalistic
Dwarfycorn: impartial, regretless, closed off
Mare: whimsical, bashful, inquisitive, childish
Torfastr:Vindictivr, helpful, kind, active

Grimhildr: Childish, sweet, friendly
Bree: curious, inquisitive, very polite
Jagoda:chatty, frank, grounded, positive
Sommer: rare spoken, wise?Question?
Hecate: overly polite, sneery, sassy, haughty, higher-than-thou
Yngvarr: enthusiatic about certain topics, calm, cold, elaborate

Silver doe: She dun speak
Babu: cuteeeeeeeeeee (i think i got babu down to a T but ask anyway for death by aww)
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dose anyone know how to fix blank names

so when i play the endless forest my deers name is this blank gold thing and it not the name i give my deer
dose someone know how to fix this? that wood be great
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(RP interaction blog blog)(Meet Nedirien)

The forest seemed largely still
By the largest mushroom circle encircling de drinkplaats, a bright flash of light in a oval fashin iluminated the nearby region.
The formless pillar turned into a deer of golden hues, stumbling down onto the ground. A red dot on her forehead formed last, by the time that she laid down onto her knees.

She looked around, a tranquil forest of sorts, she ought she caught herself on her hands, but looking down she only saw elegant doe hooves.

She did not seem to be dazed of it and quickly stood up, wobbly like a newborn fawn, stumblng into the forest, but blocked by a barrier by the mushroom circle.
But there was nothing, just air...
She forced herself once more through with greater force, slowly getting through, but the golden pelt washed away, showing a deep chocholate brown doe beneath.

"Hello?"
...

Deer Shadows

Walking the path of the forest fleeting images of shapes flitted forth across rock and grass. I started to look up to join the run, but something told me to watch the deer shadows instead. Positioning myself so the rays of the golden sun beaming through tree trunks, leaflets and stone could be seen easily, I opened my mind's eye to all the possibilities.

Depending where the others ran determined the size of their shadow. The shadow did not necessarily tell one its age just that it had a deer outline. Sometimes the antler shadow would hint of an adult life but often antler shadows playfully blended into the drooping tree branches. In shadow land the shades of grey did not distinguish flesh from shadow. If a deer so desired to have large antlers it could easily do so by positioning itself near a large branch shadow. Rutting out of season always allowed in the meadows.

If a deer wished for a short time to become a fawn frolicking one could do so. Better yet this round could watch its own fawn shadow in innocence play. Giant shadow deer happened when one stood on the ridge with the sun lower in the sky like evening. It would cast so far one had to stand on another ridge to see the whole shadow image. More fun if a deer had a mate and being exclusive one could cuddle in its shadow. Even lie betwixt its four legs and take a gander. After all it tis only shadow. No law on shadows.

Deer shadows lets one have its desires under the umbrella of grace. Once dark and no moonlight no evidence of the shadow or the action take exists. No shadow babies. No shadow sin. All in the grey areas right on the edge but never stepping past that moral boundary. Truly no rules just shadow.

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The Sick and Lost [I]

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Terranova, I want to make friends with you!

Hey, terranova. If you see this post, please write to me~ I'll be happy.

A dork is me

I was just being a dumbo. My computer is working again, so I'm good. See you in the forest!

Walking

I drift in and out of the ruins. I think of the fond memories I have of them, and I dig up one before I had a name. I had met a fawn, and we had been dancing together by one of the graveyards. When we said goodbye, tears sprang to my eyes, and I watched as the fawn trotted away into the forest.

There are other memories I have of the ruins, like the time I met 3 deer in the flower patch nearby. I still did not have a name, but all the same it was a great party.
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