*edit* I put the wrong frame 1 up there. The background doesn't sync up so it looks wierd, sorry! Look at my last comment for info

Sorry to ask, but I had an idea for a funny animated gif, and I don't have any animation software or anything to make it with. It's really simple - only two frames:




With the words "*nod nod nod*" on it. I wanted it just to loop between the two frames so it looks like Quad just keeps nodding his head.

I didn't crop the pictures so whoever made it could crop it to the dimensions they're comfortable using. I just need Quad in the picture with the words off to the side or in a corner.

Thanks to whoever does this for me. I'll love you forever, and maybe write you a story?

Tomorrow, March 14, is 's third year materialization date (or birthday). I came here in 2007, which is before the birch Forest, the Halloween stuff, and the Community Site. The support forums say I joined March 15, but that's because I actually debated with myself whether or not I wanted to join another online community. I'm glad I did. (Read more.)

With these wings I can not fly
For they are broken
Please stay by my side
I need a friend
Who will guide me through these dark nights
I will not ask you to love me
For I know that is impossible
But if you will stay by my side
And be my friend
I think my wings will be whole again
So that I can fly into the light
And not stay behind in the dark.
So will you be my friend.


( For Winry)

Im sorry that I can not be the one
I know your feelings are sincere
And true
But I can not give my heart to you
Loyal friends we have been
And that is all I ever felt
For you
Like a brother you protected me
I never realized the change
That would some how separate us
And even though it breaks me
To hurt you
I feel I must be honest
For both
Me
And you
And with this honesty
I hope you will forget your feelings
For me soon
So that you may recover
Im sorry I could not be the one who would stay by you side
Forever
To guard your heart
Alas this was not meant for me.
But for someone else
That you will find
With time and patience.
For now Ill say Im sorry
But my heart belongs to another
Please dont cry
Youll find your true love soon.

Im bored any one want to rp?

I can feel it in my blood
And in my veins
This feeling that I have
Its burning inside
Like a fire
And its flickering flame
But there is no one to
Stop this fire
Its spreading fast
Like a disease that cant be stopped
I only hope someone will lend a hand
For this fires taking over
And its so hard to move

Sevan finally reached adulthood. He's a big deer now... Too bad he doesn't have any friends to celebrate with him :'( He ran around the forest trying to search for someone to play with, but they all ignored him.

I haven't been on TEF for a while cuz of:
#1 my laptop went on strike.
#2 I didn't download TEF on the other comp
#3 Exam week

I missed Sevan a lot... And it really surprised me that Sevan has already reached the end of 30 days (I thought it has only been 26 days).

"Shit" I whispered "Its one of those things ya gotta experences" Dr said. "Hehe"I laughed cooldly. "Ya know what im talking about"? he asked "Yeah man". "We're in to deep now to turn away". I joked "Sure are". "Whatch your self"I mumbeled as he almost triped on the cobbel stone walk way through the marshy forest. "It feels like the Devil's on our back"he whispered adrialen shakeing his words. Like normal. "Yeah" We rounded a willow to see our destination so I raised my head to seem a tiny bit taller. I was here to be his second voice in this game. The game DR was famous for. DR. It wasnt Doctor,it stood for Doubel R. Which stood for... Russian Rulet. His game of pride. A game where some one always died. See I aint never shot nobody but im know for fighting. When I fight im fast..but thats it fast, so I tend to just dodge and humiliat my enemy till they are eghusted. DR....he played this game instead. The small silver revolver sat on the ground as four deer and there second voices stood around. Second voices where in charge of keeping track of the time when there player died, cleaning up there blood, and burying the body. A large Buck with only one eye picked up the revolver and spun the barrel utter scilenec as peopl tryed to count the clicks. The clicks said how many barrels where inbettwen you and death. It was a big math thing, for peopl with smart minds. First count the barrels, then the clicks, then devide by barrels,finaly you have how many shots befor some one dies. DR was good at this cause he had an unuseually high IQ. The winners split the fortune of the loser, thats the prize. "Who will take the first shot"? asked the large back deer as DR slowly opened his eyes confidentaly. This wat it, it was the soldier and his gun, this is the story of us all. Fighting through bloody pride destroying games of chance just to live our dayliy lives. "I will" said a doe with litebrown fur and big brite eyes.

[=#006400] Today was alarmingly warm -- and I noticed, for the first time in a year, the return of that most precious shade of green. It's so tender, soft as the breathy exhalations of the air, vibrant as the rush of blood poundng in my heart, forcing the growth in the branches of trees and antlers alike. It is the herald of spring, this green.

Speaking of green, I spent the morning with a charming young fawn. We've been seeing each other for the past few days, but I have no clue as to who he or she is: just that he or she appreciates the company I give, and that I feel likewise. As we ran through the forest, we encountered Virgil, who nuzzled, made some gesture I couldn't quite tell, nodded, and fled. I didn't catch that middle gesture -- was it a no, a yes? I thought I saw a taunt in there, but I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure if he wanted me to follow or to stay where I was. I followed because my young companion did, for a while, until we settled on the rocks. There, I went to sleep.

I awoke to notice Dag, who had himself recently been noticing the return of Spring -- I heard he had been distant, wanting to meet his challenge alone. I knew I had to go and see him, then: A friend should never let a friend bare a burden alone, even if that is what he would have wished. Fortunately, Dag seemed in good spirits -- perhaps because he was with Oseaan. We danced and skipped among the flowers that welled up around our legs like water escaping a spring... Though I saw a little unease in him, too. He'd fidget, stop and listen, and sit for a while, still as if he were holding his breath. Or maybe I'm imagining. After a time, we were joined in a dance line by some strangers, one of whom had misplaced his pictogram. Then the dance line became a sitting line, with some of our members standing to listen. I sometimes stood and sometimes sat, until Dag curled up to sleep. Then we broke, for greeting other deer, frolicking, and re-organizing ourselves.

((contains human not insane Vilnius! -gasp!-))

"Vilnius, stop messing around and get those papers for me"

The brunette looked up, his warm clover-flower-purple eyes set upon his 'teacher' for a moment, smiling softly from his place at the table.