Yet again it was a dream I have previously had...I was once sat somewhere. No where I'd remembered but somewhere that seem familiar to me. I looked different like what I wanted to look like;
-Slimmer but shaped.
-My eyes didn't change though, which I found weird.
-My hair was longer, Straight.
and the colour of my hair had changed rather than my millions of colours that are still buried in my hair from previous dying and covered by brown at the moment but it was blue. Bright, nice blue with a few steaks of blonde in random area's. Everything was black and white except me, I was in colour? It was dark but only a shadowed dark and I was able to see clearly; Tree's grew by them self on the ground but where they were close together tangled into one leafed roof converting a path way to cave. I stared, still sat down and just looked around. A gust of sudden wind made all the tangled cave like leaves twist and flutter away leaving a open hole where the white light of sun shone through. It shone on me and next thing I knew my mind felt like it was leaving my head and falling as I started to wake up.

So unbelievably cliche to say it
But I felt it, surely felt it
She had long hair like my friends used to have
Her eyes were a brilliant blue, crystalline
She was the epitome of female
And her name called to the moon

But she hid in the birches
And though she bowed she still hid
Golden and tumbling, as if from the nest
Unable to fly
I saw her leg was hindered

She was an angel
Perhaps not in reality
But in my mind, for a little while
She was an angel

-- Prophet

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So, today, Prophet met Lune, and these were his thoughts C:

2 questions what is one?
how do you post it on the blog?

GUYS. SERIOUSLY. No matter who you are, I WANT you to join! I don't bite, honestly <3

Welcome to the next installment of Dannii's interaction blogs! You know, those things that I use for a while and eventually kind of forget about? Yup, it's one 'a those. I'd reeeeally like it if some more people joined, y'know, people that don't usually roleplay with me or don't usually even talk to me :U But my usuals are still welcome because I love them.
I sound like a prostitute.
Anyway, here we go! Human or deer is fine, questions are fine, illiterate or literate is fine. Anything you like, I'll just go with the flow. You can doodle I guess, but I can't really draw so 8U

[=10]

I'm not writing introductions because I can't be bothered, but ya~

My TEF characters are Taliene Phoebus, Rutilus Phoebus, Jared Phoebus, Lorak Adrokus, Rhye Rendezvous, Rhapsody, Freddie Mercury, Prophet, Innuendo and Rum.

THE DRUNKARD



Rum

Name: Rum
Nicknames: None
Title: The Drunkard

Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetereosexual as far as anyone knows
Love: None

Age: Believed to be twenty-four.
Birthday: May 8th
Zodiac: Taurus

Antlers: Key
Mask: Beluga
Pelt: Monarch Butterfly
* changes set sometimes, may also be seen with a 'realdeer' appearance

Eye Colour: Startling blue

reckless, sweet, thoughtful, guilty, likes to feel good, playful, joking, free

+ storms, music, singing, alcohol, mushrooms, getting away with things, making others laugh

- pain, hangovers, being taken the wrong way, being called an alcoholic

Relationships

Prophet - close friend
Innuendo - close friend

JUST TURN YOURSELF INTO ANYTHING YOU THINK THAT YOU COULD EVER BE



Innuendo

Name: Innuendo
Nicknames: None
Title: None

Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetereosexual (?)
Love: None

Age: Believed to be twenty-six.
Birthday: December 9th
Zodiac: Sagittarius

Antlers: Orca
Mask: None
Pelt: Peacock

Eye Colour: Chocolate

sociable, welcoming, interested, joking, humorous, perverse at times, often flirtatious, compassionate, worry-wart, hates lying, likes to make others feel appreciated

+ attention, following others around, freedom, dancing

- being lied to, being rejected, being under pressure, responsibilities

Relationships

Prophet - close friend
Rum - close friend
Saosin - acquaintance. likes. finds interesting.
Virgil - acquaintance. likes. finds interesting and amusing.

i'm hopefully going to write a mini series about my deer,willow but I need ideas please could people think of some and then I'll start writing. (post on miscellaneous but series will be on writing blog page!!)

post your ideas please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Hell has three gates: lust, anger, and greed”

I never thought I would have to tell a story such as this. And truth be told, I don’t want to. It is painful to recollect such a fateful memory, but, at the same time, such memory we can learn from, like all great mistakes in history. I speak of course, of my older brother Feathercrest. You may now know of him as “The Raven King”, although, such a title is merely self-bestowed. You may at times feel a slight chill when the forest turns through its misty cycle. You may even have to look twice, as you see a mass of shadows fleeting through the trees. These are his tricks, his tools of deception. And it is these very tools that my brother, Feathercrest was lured by. Another young soul, Gevaar holds a similar fate. It was she that lured my brother to me. My murderer.
Friends, you may take this story to heart, you may tell it to the younger generations. You can even disregard it. But there is a lesson within this all. And I hope that you embrace it, for there are wolves within this forest.

Bombs have been dropped
On the ones I love dearest
My depression and anger
Blew away my closest friends
Seeing the aftermath of the fallout
Hoping I could take it all away
Endlessly regretting the devastation I cause
Longing for forgiveness I seek and
Living in deep shame for my actions




Inspired by "What Are We Fighting For?" by Live