The Sweet Sound of Silence

The world was moving. Or maybe it wasn't. She couldn't really tell, but the white doe felt her body shift as the ground seemed to bump and shake. She didn't really understand it at first, why things didn't feel right.

The howling of wind, along with a constant 'clunk clunk' sound echoed in her ears. She opened her eyes from all the movement and commotion, and at once sat up.

Her eyes adjusted to the dim setting. She was in some kind of strange metal box, and it was moving wildly, making terrible noises. Was she in the belly of some creature...or...?

"Oh Twin Gods, where is this?", Exile cried out. There wasn't a soul around her. She stood, trying to keep her balance on the constantly moving floor, and making it to one of the little windows on the side of the box, she could see clearer what she was in.

A great metal serpent followed tracks on the ground. She had heard tales of these things, but had never seen one in person.

She was inside a train.

Exile at once began to shiver. She hated being alone, and worse, the moving box was making her sick. If that wasn't enough, the loud sounds of the train ringed in her head. She could barely hear herself think.

The sky looked like it had been early morning. There was a slight smell of water in the air, like the morning dew was just beginning to evaporate from the strands of grass on either side of the rails. She saw that the surrounding field seemed to go on for miles. She began to wonder where she was, and how far away she was from the Endless Forest.

With each passing second, Exile felt her hope of ever returning home diminish.

A loud bang hit the side of the metal box she was in. The sound made her ears go out for a second, and her mind went from helplessness to rage. The doe cried out, running at one of the sides of her cell and hitting it with a loud crash.

I log in.... Then this appears under LOG IN
It says: 1FQr3 or some number like that.
What does that mean? Does it even mean I am logged in????

Whisper...male with a secratry pelt raven mask and gazell antlers... is just siting around enjoying the fact its warm and that spring had just started! After the last encounter with a new deer he's a bit cautious but pretty sure he's the only one in the forest collecting organs. Hums litghtly and and dips one hoof in the water of pond.

I whish Whis could speak in red but I dont know how!!! could ja tell me that to!?

.... Fullview?

Amadahy

"There's something wrong with that fawn, Kita."
Wrong, wrong, wrong. Not right. Different.
She backs away from it, the little creature without a name. It pushes its head into her fur and she pushes back the fear that rises.
He gives up, trying something else.
...Falling into the pond?
Then again, he's safe and sound, just fine. Kita's frightened, then scolding him, but she can't hear what the doe is saying anymore.

There's something odd...
She runs, away from him, away from the little group, thoughts buzzing like annoying little flies around and around her head.
Stop and go- she darts and stops suddenly, thoughts taking a myriad of paths, but never the one she wants.
Why?
He's there, all of a sudden- that little fawn. Ama calms suddenly, watching him, ears forward.
"What do you want, little fawn...?" She mutters, observing him.

Sadness. Fear. Longing. Warmth. She identifies the emotions, but cannot find why. She watches longer, until it's too much. The emotions pile up and she runs.

She finds the pond, staring into the depths. Memories, ones that had come up ever since she had seen Kita for the first time today, surface loud and clear. Memories of the ghost who had been her friend, memories of trying for his mask, come up without any warning, seeming to float on the surface of the pond...just right there, as if he wasn't far away.

She touches them and they shatter as she watches. Head down, she lays before the Twin Gods, wondering if they have the answer.

They do not.

She wonders if maybe she's finally lost it.

Now, before I begin, I want to put forth a disclaimer: this only really applies to in-game stuff and its influence on out-of-game feelings and community drama. Community drama on its own is a different field entirely. Second: This is just how I do things. If you handle things differently, and it works for you, that's absolutely fabulous. In fact, feel free to put forth your own tips and strategies into your replies. This is just what I think may be worth trying if you find that you're being made unhappy by in-game events and do not like it. It may not work for you, but if you're really unhappy, you need to try changing something, and you are always the thing you have the most control over. I'm not attacking anyone in particular, I'm not out to cause more drama, I'm not thinking you're silly or wrong if you don't do these things. I just want to help people not feel the need to make the fusses we sometimes make over what amounts to a series of interlapping stories and a pile of pixels.

Also, I'm posting this in a time of relative calm as a preventitive measure. To my knowledge, there's nothing going on right now.

These are in no particular order.

#1: Recognize the patterns. Stuff happens all the time. Most of it is the same stuff, over and over again, because people are creatures of habit. What this means is, you can look back on familiar patterns and see what works and what doesn't, and how most things play out. Most dramas like this last between 1 to 5 days, max.

#2: Capitalize on IC drama ICly. Drama makes for fun stories. There's no need to run away from that fact just because you weren't planning on it. Try to find a way to make this unpleasant thing fun for you: for example, when Seed's unhappy, I make him roll out these big, flowery monologues (which I just freaking adore).

Rhys thought they were beyond this. Yet it seemed another collapse was inevitable. He glanced sideways over to where the child sat and slowly quirked a brow.

It's really long and very very angry.
Anybody who reads through it gets my respect and my love ;;

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