Pfft, I'd love to try rping again once you know. I'm really shy about rping on here since my english gets in the way of me being descriptive ._.

--Stays a lonely Seele

Alright <3 Not sure if I'm good at beginning, but I'd like to request Polt and Oisín. Deer, yes XDD I'm no good with human either.

--Stays a lonely Seele

The forest seemed quiet. Watching the other deer for familiar faces, Oisín made his way quietly to the pond, limping just slightly on his stiff leg. He stood in the shallow side of the pond to drink, the cool water soothing his leg. Seeing no one around, he sat in the water to rest for a bit, watching the dragonflies, vaguely wondering if his father could teach him how to talk to them. And then he wondered if he should talk to his father about her... And there she was in his thoughts again. That seemed to be happening a lot lately...

~Paz

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((I don't know what you were worried about, you put my post to shame. X3 Of course, it doesn't help that I wasn't really sure how to begin, and kept changing my mind. X3))

Oisín hadn't seen her, but he thought he heard someone a short distance away, and automatically turned his head. His ears perked up as he caught sight of the blue doe. Getting to his feet, he turned to face her, bowing in greeting. "Lady Poltergeist," he said, smiling at her, "a pleasure to see you, as always."

~Paz

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He couldn't help but raise a slightly confused eyebrow at her initial choice of words...He had no idea what she was saying. But he quickly forgot about that, and had to smile at the way her hair stuck up...It was slightly amusing, but mostly just cute. "Oh, no, I was just watching them. My father can talk to them, but...as far as I know, it may just be something with his family, and since I don't share the same blood, I don't know if it would even be possible for me to learn."

~Paz

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"I was thinking of asking him, actually." He gave a light chuckle. "I don't know. I think my mother can speak to them, actually, but I have never seen her do it. I have seen deer go under the water, though, as if it were perfectly natural...like it weren't even there at all. I have to wonder how they can breathe! Maybe they are part fish, or perhaps they have gills?" Another chuckle. "Or maybe it is a kind of magic I have yet to discover. I wonder if talking to other creatures of the forest is a kind of magic, as well. There does seem to be quite a bit of it around here, after all."

~Paz

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He wondered what she meant about her mother, and then about the koi. What things might they say that she wouldn't want to hear? He almost asked her, but decided against it, thinking it might be better if he didn't. He wouldn't want to risk making her uncomfortable. "Trees and flowers? Hmm, you know, I have actually heard of deer that talk to trees. But, whether the trees actually talk back, I don't know. Now that would be interesting." He sat down in the water beside her. "I wonder what they would have to say."

~Paz

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"Why would... Not on purpose, I would hope." He winced a little, thinking it must be painful to have one's head slammed into a tree. "I...imagine the trees must see quite a bit, having been here as long as they no doubt have." He looked over at Poltergeist for a moment, wondering if perhaps there was a particular reason she asked this. But, again, he thought it wouldn't be proper to ask. Then he looked up to the sky as well. "Hmm... I suppose it is possible. Although..." He turned his head to look somewhere in the distance. "I always thought they traveled to the land of the fairies. Though where that is...or even where I got that idea from, I'm not really sure. Perhaps something from my life before..."

~Paz

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((yyyeesssss!! |D ))

"Ah. I saw a deer seemingly attacking a tree once. But that might not have been what was really happening. In any case, I certainly can't imagine you going around head-butting trees, which is why I was a bit confused for just a second there." Oisin gave a somewhat sheepish smile. "Hmm, I can relate, as I'm not the most agile myself. Even if it weren't for this leg constantly bothering me." He looked back at his left rear leg for a moment. "I don't even know how it got to be this way." He turned back to Polt. "'What are fairies?'" Oisin thought for a bit, looking somewhat perplexed. "Funny, you know, now that you ask, I...I'm not really sure. Something tells me they are magical beings. And I think there are stories about them. I think I heard someone refer to those mushroom circles as "fairy circles" one time..." He frowned in confusion. "Reincarnation? I'm not sure... That's something like dying and then being born again, isn't it? It's...possible it could be that. But... Somehow I have the feeling I was not born in this forest, whether for a first or second time. It's as if I simply woke up one day, and here I was, a fawn, with no memory. The only parents I am aware of are the ones who took me in and raised me as their own. Before that, I was alone. But I have always felt as if I was not always a deer, and that I once lived elsewhere. Once in a while, there will be...what seems to be a flash of memory. And sometimes dreams, though they are always vague and never very long. I do think I may have had...another life, as it were... It's just easier to say it that way. But I feel as though I was not reborn, but rather...was brought here and transformed somehow. If only I could remember more." He was silent for a second, and then gave a smile smile and a light chuckle. "But I suppose all that sounds like a lot of nonsense."

"Haha I've seen deer do that too. I guess it works better against frustration as headbutting other deer.." She looked over at his leg as he mentioned it. "That must be tricky. But you do seem to get around with it pretty well." She turned her headback, trying to get a lock of purple hair out of her eyesight while doing so. "Fairy circles huh? I haven't heard them say that, though, but they are funny circles anyway." She smiled. "That's what reincarnation is to me, being reborn. It might have other meanings, I guess." Poltergeist listened to his story. It surely wasn't something she had heard of before, but it somehow made sense in a way. "You think you weren't always a deer? I don't know of much other creatures, except the.. Well the forest animals that is. But it.. Doesn't really sound like nonsense. I'm just kinda new to it! I've heard of deer who came from other places as this forest, which surely proves there are other lands beyond it. So who knows, everything becomes possible then." She grinned. "Though, that sounded like it made even less sense, sorry!"

((@Alecsander: Great! I can start, if you want, I just have to figure out what to write. X3'
@Serenai: Feel free to join in! ))

"Well, some days are better than others. And I have been learning to walk on it better, though I still have some difficulty with some things, such as running and jumping." He watched her for a moment, the movement of her hair having captured his eye. "No, it does make sense to me. I've heard of similar things. I've heard about other creatures, too. But, I'm not sure what else I would have been..." He smiled at her. "But, I think I've said enough about myself for now. Would you share some of your own story?"

[[Go for it. I'm in class rightnow so it'd be awesome to come home and be able to catch up on all of my RPs at once. oops prof glaring at me for typing hehe. ]]

(Pff Avani, why not D<)

(Aw XD I understand, it's ok ;X XD We all get a little nutty once in a while though. This rp is easy to keep up for me because Paz's and my timezones are so far apart, I don't feel stressed to reply quickly or anything XD But yay, that's me~)

Nuevapaz,

My character is a bit...difficult to role play. It (genderless and without a biological sex) doesn't speak aloud, and if one doesn't know about it, it doesn't make much sense at all. XD

It is watching, though. It is constantly in the forest, even when I'm not there to cause it to be physically manifested, so it is witnessing Poltergeist and Oisín talk. It's a good being, so they don't need to be worried about some creepy entity watching them. XD

Perhaps, one day, I'll find a way to make it easier for me to role play with people that haven't read my Atvana's (character) entire biography. For now, though, we shall watch.

This is interesting. 83

Nuevapaz,

I'm actually really heavily considering it. XD

Perhaps soon. My character probably wouldn't do much direct interaction due to its nature, but it could be there. XDD

((right, I need to write an intro for Melinoe))

As usual, the split-pelted doe was at the ruins, among the graves. She lay there by one of the larger grave stones, still and quiet, almost like a statue. But she was alert as ever, always listening, in case anyone should come along to start trouble. And, of course, there was always the chance someone interesting might come by, though, for her, that was a fairly uncommon thing.
((pffttt...not much, but it's all I can think of right now))

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"How? I don't really know... It's been this way for as long as I can remember." He sighed, and then smiled at her comment about making sense. As she spoke, Oisin listened with interest to her every word. "It sounds like your life has not been particularly easy," he says when she finishes. "But, I think you are right." He smiles. "That is a good thing to remember. Too many forget that, I think."
((well, I wanted to add more, but I can't seem to think of anything else.. x.x ))

Furfur slowly materialized in the pit which he had been recovering in. It was a depressing place, but the last safe haven he could retreat to after the earlier day's fight. He lazily stretched out keeping his back right foreleg high off the ground to prevent further strain. He could see no injury but the feelings were unmistakable. He briskly shook his coat to gain back the unearthly glow and climbed through the wall. He walked in a brisk labored trot and passing unknowingly through two graves and a female. He was not as observant as usual due to his frayed nerves and ambled with no particular purpose.

Seele,

*Laughlaugh.* You actually looked at that silly biography thing? And here I thought it was too obnoxiously long for anyone to bear! Either that, or you're relying off of what I mentioned in comments. Which is a lot more likely and reasonable to assert. XD

It's actually anything but shy; it just knows that it...may not be taken well, and since it can read and feel energy...

Well, how you you feel if you walked in a room where everyone turned and just stared/glared at you accusingly? XD It feels terrible causing others discomfort, so it usually avoids a lot of contact.

Though, I think I'll go for it. It's not mute, but its voice is scary so it doesn't use it (which I think I said before, but I'm too lazy to check since I'm in this window |D ). But hey, why not, right? XD

Thanks for the encouragement~ (Both to you, and Nuevapaz! :3)

(I didn't read the bio before actually! But I went to do it anyway today, and I don't find it really that long XD I believe I've written a longer one once! I.. Think.. Wouldn't.. actually know. Teehee XDD But I like how it can "follow" other deer like that <3)

"Do ask him! I wonder too!" She grinned. Polt turned her head around a bit, trying to find an interesting direction to go to. She noticed the deer at the bridge, from the corner of her eye, but wasn't sure if she should approach. "Uhmm.. Yeaah... " She tried turning around in circles. It didn't help much in searching for a nice place to go, but it did get her dizzy. "Haha, well we can just walk and see where the wind brings us." She said, halfly singing. "Or we could play a gaame. What about hide and seek?"

Furfur continued to saunter through the forest. He had a vague inclination to believe he was being followed. It was rare that deer outright chased after him. The only one lately seemed to be Virgil who seemed to stalk him the most. He carefully slipped inside a large tree trunk and peered out at his follower. It was clearly a doe, but not one of which he has ever seen before. He slipped back inside and mustered up his best 'spooky' voice. "Cand I help you, or are you just going to gawk?"

(That's ok <3)

She blinked at him in confusion. "You haven't heard of hide and seek? I was taught it when I was a fawn! You missed out boy." She grinned again, and hopped around Oisín for a short moment. "Well, it works like this..." She said, while walking back to stand in front of him. "...One person is the seeker, and the others are the hiding. The seeker has to close his or her eyes, and can only open them when the hider bellows they're ready! So, well, the hider has to go hiding somewhere. And then the seeker has to find them. Did that make sense?" Polt tilted her head, looking at Oisín. "I'm a greeaat hider though, so you'd have to follow my scent." She grinned wide. "I ain't gonna make more sound as one bellow."

(Oh, I took long. XDD)

((sorry for the late response, I wasn't here yesterday ^^; ))

"Well, maybe it's because I've never had many friends, and as a fawn I was much more timid than I am now." He gave a light chuckle. "Ah, it seems simple enough. Well, let's give it a try, then." He grinned.

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Her ears turned back in annoyance. "I gave you a suggestion, not an order. I do not see why you feel the need to mock me. Hm... And wherever did you get the idea that I am dead?"

She watched him, giving her head a slight tilt. His manner seemed to suddenly change. How odd... "Now your bravado leaves you so suddenly? There is no need to put up a front to intimidate me, if that was your intention." She closed her eyes momentarily, giving her head a slow shake. "Forgive me following you. While I can sense spirits, and communicate with them, in a manner of speaking, you are only the second I have been able to actually see. My intention was to observe without making contact, until I had learned more. I am not fond of directly approaching others I know little of." She opened her eyes again. "I do not care if you think me rude or discourteous. I suppose I am, in fact, though I have my reasons."

She sighed. "For someone who supposedly respects the dead, I suppose I haven't really been acting like it. Very well..." She gave a short, quick bow. If he had been a normal, mortal deer, she would have refused. Now, it just felt awkward at this point, so she didn't want to draw it out. "Oh, yes. My name is Melinoe."

((no antlers?))

((ah, I see))

"I misunderstood, then. Half dead? In a manner of speaking, I suppose, though it's not quite that simple." She watched him, an eyebrow raised. His mood and behavior seemed to change rather quickly. How odd. "I am often here, but I am not alone. It only appears that way to most. The spirits are always here with me. I find the company of the dead to be much preferable to that of the living. Just as I prefer the shadows to the light."

(Pft, sorry about MY late response. Busy days/distracting forest XDD)

"I understand." Polt looked at him, smiling. "I got teached by a stag actually. But enough talking, let's play!" She chuckled, making a small hop at the spot she was standing on. "I'll go hide first. Take your time, by the way. I don't want you end up getting hurt because of your leg." She gave a short glance to his leg before turning her gaze back.
Poltergeist walked over to quite a thick tree, nodding towards it with her head. "You stand here, and close your eyes. When there's a tree in your eyesight, I can be sure you're not peaking!" She did some steps backwards, giving Oisín space.