Since most of the active members are artists, I was wondering where or not some of you can help me with my tablet. I have looked around on the Internet but I didn't find anything about my specific issue. I figure y'all would be willing to help if you have any information on it.

I got a Wacom Bamboo Fun tablet a couple of years ago. For the past couple of months, it just disconnects from the computer. It will work fine at first, but then it will just disconnect. I was in the middle of the doe sketch I posted last night when the tablet disconnected.

Has anyone experienced this problem before with their tablet, even though it's not the same as mine? I'm sick of giving myself hand cramps with the mouse.

Thanks in advance!

I can't seem to connect to the server now, and I'm growing tired of running around by myself in these woods. I would like some company. I wonder if it's my internet?

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The fog is wonderful and horrible. The fog is evewhere, thick and white. It supplants the air we breathe -- we take in great breaths of mist, our lungs filling with half-formed water. We hear the howling of invisible beasts, foriegn things hanging around the edge of the forest, unable to enter, but unwilling to leave. They shake us in our bones, when we fear something, they become that fear.
But the fog drives us close to one another, blinds us to old grudges, when the light of our pictograms is so bright against the fog as to be meaningless. It is a great cloud, and it makes the world unknown -- it makes it marvelous and strange, something dying like the blackened poppy blossoms, but alive again, hidden in the mist.

I awoke and found Sluggs and two others resting in the fog -- Sluggs alone I recognized by set. And, of course, by the fact that after a minute, he began his usual tricks. He hid himself in the earth, growing and dwindling when he arose to be seen. When he appeared, he'd be angled like he was about to shoot up in the air. Mostly, though, it was only the thin light of his pictogram, bursting forth from the earth like a seedling. We played around. Some tried to sit over the spot, while I tried to duck my head beneath the surface of the ground to see his face, to see the Sluggs I remember from when I was small, winking at me. I almost succeeded. Almost. After he went, I ran off to sleep, hidden in fog and willow branches.

Later, I awoke and found Nevilly in the gof, huddled beneath a tree. She was shivering like a baby bird, jumping at the sound of the wolf-calls. She offered me a nervous smile as I approached, and rushed to my side. I could feel the shaking of her body when she stood next to me. She was so happy to see me, confident that I could find some way to make her feel safe -- and, to my surprise, I did. She makes me feel better than I am -- somehow gentler and stronger all at once, wiser and more noble, so much more pure.

(Pic after break)

I'm only post this here because some people were interested when they saw a sneak preview of the cover for this thing...so I thought I would post it here. That and I am a shameless self-plugger |D

Ok, jumping on the bandwagon for one of the first times ever XD Not that I haven’t had an RP going before, BUT I figure I’d try and take advantage of it while everyone seems to be in the mood ^^'
It’s been a long time and my deer could use some interaction.

Available:
Darcy - Bio
Shyla - Bio (needs serious updating though XD’)

SO YEAH if you wanna...or not. Deer or Human acceptable.

...and I like to give warnings a week in advance.

I'm leaving late Thursday night. I'm going to a convention down in Long Island with the rest of my college's Gaming Club. I'm tempted to bring my laptop, but I doubt we'll have internet down there. And who knows, I might not bring it just so I can play HeartGold the whole time 8D;;

Anyways, I'll be returning Sunday night. Not sure when though.