Nothing like a little party to end our anniversary celebration of The Path. And there is nothing like an ABIOGENESIS party in The Endless Forest! So please accept this last minute invitation to join us in the forest which has been shrouded in mist. Let's bring some color back! If you don't feel like running with the deer just open up the game and follow us in ABIOGENESIS Camera mode by hitting CTRL-W. It'll be wild! We'll probably crash the server! But it's not a TEF party till SOMEONE crashes the server!

And this is where I will be announcing online/offline status.

Link; This

currently; Offline

Music will be being played, so if your speakers are up, careful |D'

Planned drawings;

I don't know, lots of stuffs

other things?;
I dunno, musics, robot unicorn attack.

I wanted to seperate them, deer and human I mean.
Be clear who you speak to!

-Vilnius-

His slender fingers worked his hair back into a ponytail, green ribbon hanging from pale pink lips, and after a moment he released it to tie his hair back.
His wide, long lashed violet eyes flashed open.
Gently he pulled his green military jacket around him again, surgical scalples tucked neatly away into them.

The day was warm, soft sunlight warming the cobblestone streets.
He sighed, smiling, arms tucked behind his head now as the boy rested, leaning back against one of the many great oak trees that lined the fields near the town.

Adjusting his boots he leaned back once again, looking perfectly content.

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+Chopin+

"ah! master Chopin, be careful!"

The small boy nodded as he headed off into the forest, merely going for a walk.

"careful in there young lady" someone chided him, and he blushed, looking at her
"I'm a male" he said softly before dissapearing into the trees.

He brushed a strand of dark blue and gold-tipped hair back, soft innocent eyes fluttering.
'do I really look so feminine?' he mused silently.

His dress was proper, a long sleeved black silk top that flared elegantly at the sleeves, snow white cravat falling in ruffled waves from his throat dow his chest where the golden buttons of his coat were open.

Around his neck a thin red ribbon was tied as if a necklace.

He was quiet as he walked, merely listening to the birds compose their songs.