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[ I ] Chanse

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H-Hhnn...

it's been so warm in the Forest. I like it lots. it reminds me of summer, and that means autumn is comin' soon. autumn is my favorite. it has pretty colors that remind me of my dad. but he's not orange, he's kinda tan and pinkish red...winter reminds me of myself and mom! because we're blue. and green too. I like blue. Ketan is summer, he's brown and this flaring yellow and whatt--oh!



violets are nice. but when they're on my right side I can't see them...well I can! but they're blurry. everything is kinda blurry. it's okay. I see the world really bright. and blurry. in my right eye. the Blue Bowl is pretty though, it looks like a big thing of blue stars!



I didn't know who this was, so I didn't want to bother them...and they were really faint, so I couldn't see them. but then I walked a little ways and found this big group of deer, so I sat off to the side because I didn't want to bother them. they looked like they were having fun though; another deer came to greet me but I couldn't see them too well! they were nice. I think they had a brown pelt and these nice feathery antlers.



so I went off on my own and fell 'sleep next to a tree b-but--



Uncle Skokey!! I was slow getting up, pffftt...



and Ketan! I turned him into dad for a second and we whacked faces in our excitement. good thing I know his smell, because my eyes were starting to hurt from all the light. I wonder if this is how Gabe feels...but we went to the mushroom circle to get him tinier, hehe. me too! I got the right spell first try, but Ketan's spells for me were dove and frog and raven andd...teehe. frog was fun. I like ribbitting, but it's weird to feel so small.

testing zooooone

drabbles/little gift-writings

[=10]just some short things that have accumulated over time...I make a lot, these are just the recent ones aha xD maybe I'll make some as gifttttss

R A V Y N N & J I N
[Ravynn, Saosin]

Her eyelashes, like spindles or thin fingers, brushed the side of her partner’s, a partner with a wreath upon his head, an endless sea of tines, and an inferno brewing inside of his eyes. And a very blue fire it was, colder and sharper than ice; the female was slight and angelic and beautiful, an ebbing darkness that moved forward and sideways and backwards at will, patches of flames burning near her shoulder blades and along her spine. Susano caressed her like one would caress a flower, knowing that the slightest flick of the wrist could cut petals in half or rip the stem from the earth. The Black Swan acknowledged the Red Inferno with grace and lust and dignity, never missing a step, perfectly in sync as they stepped forth, back, forth. In an intricate way, it was a dance of sorts, with neither of them ever straying or seeming out of place, perfectly suited with each other’s mindset and perfectly happy to be in the other’s company amidst joy and chaos.

More often than not it was chaos; they were masculine and feminine, fire and pitch, beauty and strength. Balancing the Red Inferno out, Ravyn was rewarded with protection and an eternal partner and a high bar of respect, while Saosin earned comfort and company by keeping the Black Swan as close and pure as was possible. Their relationship, though full of envy and passion and desire, also seemed to be deep and platonic, as if they very truly loved each other and found themselves within. With the blink of an eye, the bat of eyelashes, Ravyn had turned to her beloved and allowed him to warp his neck of fire around her. The patches along her back were golden and beautiful.

the#PRINCESS [Devi]



TITLE
The Princess


FULL#NAME
Devi Ananda Gracemore


MEANING
"golden goddess"; Sanskrit


GENDER
female/doe/hind


AGE
presumably and somewhat eternally early to mid teens


DATE#ofBIRTH
November 30


LOVE
none


PAST#DESIRES
Rutilus, Uio, Gabriel; infatuated with for a period of time


FATHER#andMOTHER
Magnet; golden Dragonfly stag, alive and well
Aspen; Magpie female, alive and well


SIBLINGS#andRELATIONS
Spade; fraternal twin brother
Aspen; mother
Magnet; father
Vipin; uncle
Xylia; aunt
Chanse; cousin
Ketan; cousin


APPEARS#AS[=10]
for her age, Devi is undeniably massive, being relatively young and as large or larger than a full-grown stag. her pelt, a flaring gold, is almost mixed with creme and brown and dark marigold with a pale yellow on her underside and below her chin. the skull upon her head is her actual face, therefore not held in place with string or rope, and she lacks the prongs and hanging windpipe that most have. her tail is short and fluffy and her beluga antlers incredibly sharp, though she is aware of this and watches herself around deer. her eyes are grey.

the!SWEETHEART [Cal]



TITLE
The Sweetheart; Child


FULL!NAME
Carilynn [Cal/Calamity] Hana Havisham


MEANING
Calamity; a great misfortune or disaster. Carilynn; ???


GENDER
female/doe/hind


AGE
presumably and somewhat eternally in late teens to early twenties


DATE!ofBIRTH
unknown; prefers February 2


BELOVED
Bellsio


OLD!DESIRES
Emrys; infatuated with before he left/dissapeared
Lorak; good friends with, fell in love with, forgave him for leaving her


DADDY!andMOMMY
Rylan; forbidden to mate with Terra, killed by a rival herd
Terra[lin]; forbidden to mate with Rylan, killed by a rival herd


RELATIVES!andRELATIONSHIPS
Vipin; second-cousin, considered an uncle
Aspen; second-cousin, considered an aunt
Xylia; [half]second-cousin, considered an aunt
Devi; niece/cousin
Chanse; nephew/cousin
Ketan; nephew/cousin
Andy; Bellsio's "caretaker", thinks of as an uncle


SEEN!AS[=10]
Cal is a doe, smaller than average, with somewhat straight shoulders, a brown pelt with a tan underbelly and spots on her rear, faded along her back. her legs are long and thin and wonky, giving her a hard time walking. her mask, the DoTD mask, is constantly repainted but is usually blue, green and yellow in any array of designs, though she'll more than likely stick to easy patterns.

paradise

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the*IMMORTAL [Xylia]




TITLE
The Immortal/bird of a feather


FULL*NAME
Xylia[nne] Amrita Correnshire


MEANING
"the forest"; Sanskrit


GENDER
female/doe/hind


AGE
presumably and somewhat eternally in low-to-mid twenties
created in June of 2008


DATE*ofBIRTH
June 14


KEY*to her HEART
Vessel &hearts keep her heart safe.


FORMER*INFATUATIONS
Lorak; was competing with Vessel for her heart, now a good friend


FATHER*andMOTHER
Calisto; Azalea's consort, best friend and savior
Azalea; murdered by Aspen


SIBLINGS*andRELATIONS
Chanse & Ketan; sons

Vipin & Aspen; siblings
Devi & Spade; niece and nephew
Cal; considered a cousin/niece

Lorak; former love, now a good friend &hearts
Oz; acquaintance, fond of
Gabriel; curiosity
fawns; a mother to all...

Vasla/The Wolf; fear


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colorless sky

it's heavily recommended you open new tabs and listen to the music that's suggested in links. if it's still going when you reach another link, sit and finish listening to it. it shows the mood rather well, sometimes better than the writing...

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Ears pinned back, blue eyes and shadows were the first views Azalea had of the Forest.




She stepped over the boundaries with a floating lightness, creases and lines across her aging face, still beautiful in a demonic and haunting way. There was a smile upon her face—something wasn’t right about it; it was too white and her teeth were too sharp—and a burning rapture in the depths of her dark eyes. Though her eyes had once been blue, her spirit had become so black-spirited that it had encased her iris color as well, gradually going from a blue to a grey to a pitch. Her pupils were slits and her long eyelashes were like spider’s limbs, crawling and twitching and swaying in the breeze.

Aspen bristled and the birds fled.

Nevermore, though he was noticeable, somehow remained out of focus, distant and faded and old and monstrous, kneeling near the birches, some remorse and pity and fury seething deep within his eye sockets, but he remained silent as the wind and looked away as his mate-no-more stopped, eyeing her son and daughter with those spider-like eyes and animalistic grin. Vipin’s fur pricked and he seemed frightened, for Aspen wove closer to him and put her great head beneath his own, shutting her eyes tightly as the sun passed overhead, glaring down upon them with anger.

roleplay blogogog..og

[=10]also may be considered an INTERACTION blog.

HUMAN or DEER, though as of now I'm preferring deer for whatever reason.

currently in the family of Magpies; all is well. though NEVER has been dormant for an unnervingly long time and there have been signs that AZALEA is returning soon, days still continue as normal. the seer CHANSE has recently, albeit in embarrassment, admitted his slight feelings for the German boy, GABRIEL. this, in turn, has sent the golden girl, DEVI, into a bitter mood, due to her lack of luck when it comes to love and even friendships. her mother, ASPEN, snorts and thinks of it as no more than a bother for her family, though her half-sister XYLIA worries that Gabriel's charm and indifference could cause clashing in the family. VIPIN has become slightly sheepish, worrying over his apparent, eventual proposal to his love Her, and his niece CARILYNN [CAL] is attempting to push him into it. they have all been stalking among the Ruins more frequently and, in Devi's case, hanging around or even under the bridge. she has been making forced attempts to regain her usual peppy, flirtatious personality, much to Gabriel's. Chanse's and even Cal's bemusement. Gabriel, being a gargoyle, has often been snoozing during the day and wandering at night. there are several fawns now terrified of him. Never, as per usual, lurks in the birch forest area, hiding rather well for his monstrous size, and seems to be planning something, much to Vipin's and Aspen's worry. Aspen's leg is rather numb, though it pains her now and then and she must grumble and rest it often. Cal's euphoria from her ADHD is finally dying down and she is mellowing out. Chanse's healing abilities are growing in strength and are more well-executed.

the-RIOTER [Aspen]



TITLE
The Rioter/the stabs of knives


FULL-NAME
Aspen Chandler[Quil] Gracemore


MEANING
derived from the aspen tree; old English


GENDER
female/doe/hind


AGE
presumably and somewhat eternally in mid-to-late twenties
created in February of 2008


DATE-ofBIRTH
February 24


ETERNAL-PARTNER
Magnet &hearts


PAST-INTERESTS
-


STAG-andHIND
Nevermore; currently dormant
Azalea; murdered by Aspen


SIBLINGS-andRELATIONS
Spade & Devi; children

Vipin & Xylia; siblings
Cal: considered a cousin/niece
Chanse & Ketan; nephews

Fulu; sister-type, best friend &hearts
Tuna; close friend, fond of &hearts
Cybil; sister-type
Fenqua; deep admiration for, best friend

Scape; brother-type

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