This is an interaction blog for Lacie/Alkina. Any format is fine, but be aware that if anyone posts drawing interactions, I won't be drawing any replies. I'll either type, or do a screenshot edit, depending on what I feel like doing at the time.
You can speak to her with either her deer form, or her Thylacine form. She's still the same 'ol gal. I do not, however, do human RPs. Lacie has no human form.
I like you when - when you take off your face,
You put away all your teeth,
And take us way underneath. 'Cause you could die if you take it alone...
BEWARE OF AUTO PLAY
Um that his bio...IT VEREY UNFINISHED! Um like He Can control fire..thats his thing. Though he is incapeable of setting people on fire. You start PWEES!
Day in, day out, she sits in the same areas, hardly moving. Only once in a blue moon could the white doe be spurred to play.
Today was no different. The snowflake is seated on the edge of the Playground, the view breathtaking, incredible. It was comforting to her, yet it called to her in a way that made her heart throb all the same.
She has been here for the last several hours, simply gazing, simply yearning.
Tiny, rainbow of a fawn. Thats what he was. With his peacock feathers and his pelt covered in many diffrent colored stars. He walked. He skipped. He danced. He hummed. He sung. He tryed to be as scilent as he could. He had no clue where he was going. But he saw the play ground. He kept his death scilent steps up, for he saw a doe. Standing out with her crisp white coat like his would on a snowy day. He sunk to the ground comeing up behind her much like a stalking cat befor whispereing "Hellooo miisssyyy"!
She knew he was there, but didn't pay him much mind until he was behind her, whispering in her ear.
She rises quickly, side stepping away slightly, body bristling. Proximity was something granted to the few, and those who simply waltzed up to her weren't favourable to her.
Nonetheless, she bows in greeting, and speaks, slightly irritated, but she manages to mask it.
His bright pink eyes sparkel as he gigels. He take a few steps backwards befor leaping into the air and back fliping a yard or to away "Sorry Missy..I no mean to get to close" He said his slited cat eyes watching her. Shoulders rolling alittle as his grined his wicked fang filled smile. Waiting on bated breath to see if she would take to her frustration and approch him in hostility.
Wish exhaled and loosened, alowing his fur to rippel as if the pent up energy could be realesed beneath the dark blue strands. He gave a bow. fiarly grace full for a fawn. Though he watched her, more out of curiosity then anything else. "My name is Gabriel Winfire...But would you please call me Wish"!? his voice cheerfull and carefull, but bot as tense as it had been.
She slips forward, a delicate movement for a large creature, like a fish through water.
She's far too big to land in any of the tree's branches, narrow wings of a predatory bird sending her easily through the air.
She alights instead upon the ground, slinking forward, like a lion about to maul a young antelope fawn.
Her eyes, bright, like toxic waste, slip into a more narrowed state than usual as she gazes upon her surroundings.
Her tail lashes behind her once before she stalks off once again, pausing at the treeline before moving to the edge of the river.
Her head lowers, drinking deeply of the clear stream before moving to the idol, she towers above it, but doesn't seem to mind as she curls her body around it, the tip of her tail hanging in the water, mere slits of neon green to be seen of her eyes.
Wish gasped gleefully "ohhhh Missy Laie!! I love it its sounds so beautiful"! he cheered and began to dance about he in circels, biteing and tossing flowers into the air as he hummed cheerfully.
Wish stoped gentaly, a shower of flikering flmes sparked upas his hoofs skidde a bit. He met her eyes with that look most four year olds would get he chirrped seriously.
He looked at her slyly with his brite pink cat eyes. "yeah...dose that..scare you" He asked inocently ans leavesfell to the grund. But these leaves where swirling and set to flames, cascadesing all around them like a burning snow.
The canine's gaze flickers to the doe, white as snow, but voice sharp as any fangs.
"greetings" her voice is a melodic tune, and a growl, undertoned with the snarls, and growling pops of a wild beast.
The doe is lucky.
She has just eaten. And is not hungry at this time.
Wish smiled "So have I!! My parents tryed to kill Me in one"!! he said this as if he had been to some famous concert, he wasnt proud of it more..that..he wasnt pittying himself EVER! He had been beaten hated, then burned. He had tomlive on the streets at the age of four till he found some one who cared. And never ONECE did he feel sorry forhimself.
He seemed unfazed by the question, for he was. Many people would ask him that verey question "Cause they hated me" he sai simpely befor picking some berrys and chewing for a moment.
Whispering upon the leaves, white and black as twilight, a fading memory, she walks. The forest, rich with flowers and the day bright. She despised the brightness. it made her sick. Flowers bloomed, dark as the midnight sky where she walked, calming her.
Strangers, I greet you in my ashen form.
—
† Life is a Velvet Crowbar
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
He watches her. There wher many things that frigtened him. Children...they can be the cruelst souls. Darkness, beacuse those mosters hide init. (that was a four year old thig) But one thig that could put him on edge more then anything else...was a woman. Or a doe. So touchy felly, so quick to hate or fear. So high strung and more then his tiny heart could handel. But this one...she was difrent "You dont say much now do ya Missy"!? he asked bright eyed.
Another flick of the tail, her smile widens, shows her pink gums and ivory teeth.
"and what of you" her eyes gleam in a strange way "what are you doing here?"
You should not make enemies, only to die the next day.
She enjoyed teasing this one, knowing that her eyes sparkled in the light, not full of anger, but full of joy.
—
† Life is a Velvet Crowbar
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
"you may as well look at a corpse it would be quicker"
Her tongue slips from her lips, slides over her muzzle. The grey fur there is tipped in crimson from her most recent meal.
She can't help but smile at it; those words never left her.
Willet
She shakes her head again.
It's not that I don't like you, little one, She says, nudging the fawns head with her helm slightly, I'm simply someone of few words, generally. Occasionally, I'll ramble, but more often than not, I find it's wiser to bite my tongue.
Alphafrost
A name equals knowledge. Knowledge is power.
Still, she smirks.
Lacie.
Her head snaps up suddenly, a barrage of thoughts swirling in her head.
The she-dog's eyes seem to gleam.
"of course, rot is beautiful, decay is beautiful, but it's still decay" her spine bends, makes her seem long, reaches out and claws a great gouge within' the earth.
"worms and fungus, maggots, would have no home without rot and death"
feathers flick.
"I love death, I make a point to walk beside it at least once a day"
Wish smiled "Scilence has its place" he mumbeled "But so dose sound" he grined wider. Then giveing a deep grcefull bow he said clearly "May I sat along side you for a time"!?
[-stalk-]
[trackstalk]
((/stalkerpost))
/stalkin for laterzzz
Oh my O: &hearts
&hearts
(No subject)
/stalkage
fkskfks hello, Hallows
I WILL HELP YOU LIFTOFF! I
Deer, since Lacie technically
OK! I will beuseing my Fawn
http://endlessforest.org/community/biography-wish
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Um that his bio...IT VEREY UNFINISHED! Um like He Can control fire..thats his thing. Though he is incapeable of setting people on fire. You start PWEES!
Alrighty then &hearts She
She hardly ever moves.
Day in, day out, she sits in the same areas, hardly moving. Only once in a blue moon could the white doe be spurred to play.
Today was no different. The snowflake is seated on the edge of the Playground, the view breathtaking, incredible. It was comforting to her, yet it called to her in a way that made her heart throb all the same.
She has been here for the last several hours, simply gazing, simply yearning.
Just another day...
Tiny, rainbow of a fawn.
She knew he was there, but
She rises quickly, side stepping away slightly, body bristling. Proximity was something granted to the few, and those who simply waltzed up to her weren't favourable to her.
Nonetheless, she bows in greeting, and speaks, slightly irritated, but she manages to mask it.
Hello, little one.
His bright pink eyes sparkel
And yet she doesn't. What's
What's one small thing? Sure, she had her annoyances, but she kept her hostilities tame for the most part.
Instead, she simply watches him, curious, and slightly unnerved.
It's perfectly fine. You didn't know.
It was a simply truth.
Wish exhaled and loosened,
She watches, just as she
Lacie. Nice to meet you.
If it was one thing she wasn't good at, it was carrying on a conversation.
((gonna use this nao. Usin'
She slips forward, a delicate movement for a large creature, like a fish through water.
She's far too big to land in any of the tree's branches, narrow wings of a predatory bird sending her easily through the air.
She alights instead upon the ground, slinking forward, like a lion about to maul a young antelope fawn.
Her eyes, bright, like toxic waste, slip into a more narrowed state than usual as she gazes upon her surroundings.
Her tail lashes behind her once before she stalks off once again, pausing at the treeline before moving to the edge of the river.
Her head lowers, drinking deeply of the clear stream before moving to the idol, she towers above it, but doesn't seem to mind as she curls her body around it, the tip of her tail hanging in the water, mere slits of neon green to be seen of her eyes.
Wish gasped gleefully "ohhhh
(Crap, did my size leak? ;;
Sonata
The white doe catches the movement, watching carefully. Her shoulders bristle, unsure as to what the creature was up to.
She stands, and locks eyes, speaking deliberately sharp.
Hello.
Willet
A small smile cracks her face, watching the fawn jump and dance about.
Thank you, Wish. You seem quite lively...
Wish stoped gentaly, a shower
She backs up a tick, the
You can use fire as well?
He looked at her slyly with
To her, he seemed to have
But it didn't matter to her. She is unfazed, though she can't help but think about how beautiful the flakes of fire are, as they surround them both.
No, I'm not scared. I've been around enough fires.
(ah oh well xD) The canine's
The canine's gaze flickers to the doe, white as snow, but voice sharp as any fangs.
"greetings" her voice is a melodic tune, and a growl, undertoned with the snarls, and growling pops of a wild beast.
The doe is lucky.
She has just eaten. And is not hungry at this time.
Wish smiled "So have I!! My
Sonata (Mm, it dun really
(Mm, it dun really matter to me xD)
She listens to the voice, the growls - and finds herself growing in response.
It's not out of anger or fear though; it's a natural reaction to such a melody of sounds.
She keeps her eyes trained, however, as she speaks again, slightly softer than before.
And what brings you here?
Willet
Shocks colours her eyes briefly, before she speaks again.
And why would they do that?
He seemed unfazed by the
Her head turns, tilting
"do I need permission to be here? her tone is both questioning and sarcastic, an odd mix all in all.
Willet Despite hearing that
Despite hearing that kind of story dozens of times, it still surprises her.
She can't find anything more to say. Instead, she stands near the fawn, nibbling on the berries.
Sonata
She shakes her head in reply.
No. No you do not. I was simply asking, 'tis all.
(May I headbutt in? :3)
Whispering upon the leaves, white and black as twilight, a fading memory, she walks. The forest, rich with flowers and the day bright. She despised the brightness. it made her sick. Flowers bloomed, dark as the midnight sky where she walked, calming her.
Strangers, I greet you in my ashen form.
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
He watches her. There wher
(late track
Alphafrost (Sure, I don't
(Sure, I don't mind! &hearts)
She turns to the doe, her head tilted slightly.
She bows a greeting.
Hello. She speaks warmly, like a mother coaxing a child.
Willet
She shakes her head.
Usually, no. Sometimes, I can be quite chatty however.
This wasn't one of those times, however.
Saka
Hey there! &hearts
Another flick of the tail,
"and what of you" her eyes gleam in a strange way "what are you doing here?"
(Thankies! :3) She stares,
She stares, affronted, uneasy, and displeased by this creatures presence.
You do not belong in a place of light and warmth. You should be bowing to the darkness.
She fees eager to get on her way, snapping at the fawn, angry.
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
-Bleah. Dp's >.>-
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
Sonata Her shoulders move,
Her shoulders move, in what could best be considered a shrug.
Nothing much. Simply moving around, looking at the world.
Alphafrost
It doesn't take much for her anger to peak.
And it does so here.
A sharp growls rises from her throat, and she stands tall, her chest puffed out.
I grovel to no one.
She begins to circle, her anger clearly present.
Find someone else to whisper lies to.
You should not make enemies,
She enjoyed teasing this one, knowing that her eyes sparkled in the light, not full of anger, but full of joy.
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
She continues to circle,
Hmph. You're light years from such a feat.
Her head swoops in just inches from the doe's face.
You'll never kill me. Go, off with you.
She stands, calm and wary,
What is your name? Or am i not allowed to ask that of such a deer?
Her mocking voice carries, and she lays down, insulting the others, for it was rude to sit when company was present.
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
He smiled at her, his sweet,
Oh, but surely you know of
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
Ignore this. >>
Hitting you over the head
You’re bleeding
Boy you want more?
This is so like you I said
Put yourself on back to bed †
"you may as well look at a
Her tongue slips from her lips, slides over her muzzle. The grey fur there is tipped in crimson from her most recent meal.
"the world is just as decayed"
Sonata Hmph, I suppose
Hmph, I suppose so.
Her tone is flat, unreadable at best.
There's beauty in decay, you know.
She can't help but smile at it; those words never left her.
Willet
She shakes her head again.
It's not that I don't like you, little one, She says, nudging the fawns head with her helm slightly, I'm simply someone of few words, generally. Occasionally, I'll ramble, but more often than not, I find it's wiser to bite my tongue.
Alphafrost
A name equals knowledge. Knowledge is power.
Still, she smirks.
Lacie.
Her head snaps up suddenly, a barrage of thoughts swirling in her head.
The hell are you talking about?
The she-dog's eyes seem to
"of course, rot is beautiful, decay is beautiful, but it's still decay" her spine bends, makes her seem long, reaches out and claws a great gouge within' the earth.
"worms and fungus, maggots, would have no home without rot and death"
feathers flick.
"I love death, I make a point to walk beside it at least once a day"
Wish smiled "Scilence has its
Sonata She watches the
She watches the she-dog claw at the earth, reaching for that goal, somewhere, somehow.
But of course. Death for one gives life to many. It's simply how the world works.
She arches and contracts her back, stretching.
While I don't particularly care for death, it's something I've grown accustomed to. I'm used to it.
Willet
A smile creeps across her face. Warm, gentle.
Yes you may. I don't mind.
She seats herself, her stomach lightly gracing the earth.
Gnee~ *Tracks for later*