So I was at my friends house and I saw a book called Horrific (or something like that) and I began to read it. There was a bunch of scary stuff in it. Like a car that crashed and was never found in till the next day when they found a broken up car and a 5 month dead man's body. Or a ghost who wailed and scared of people who claimed they would stay for the night. And a ghost who killed a human. I also saw A show about The Dover Demon on lost tapes- I will never watch a never lost tape video again. ... The bodies in the show were never found ! I don't really belive in ghost or that stuff... I think you go to heaven or hell. Does anyone have a explanation for this weird stuff? Or a way for me to stop think of it? Sorry If this does not have to do with The Endless Forest.

Fundraising has begun! There's a Project Nutcracker group on Facebook if anyone is interested in submitting ideas.

What we're trying to do is raise enough seed money that we can cover all of our start-up expenses independently.

I'll bounce in every now and again to update the community on what we're up to. We're grateful for all the ideas we've received and will incorporate as many as we possibly can.

And away we go...

Kind of inspired by Kaoori's challenge... And the fact that generally I don't ususally ask for art or anything. XD

I'm curious if it's possable for anyone to draw or write about one or more of my deer, in a good/evil state opposite to their usual nature?
More specifically, if anyone could try and draw my consistantly shy, gentle genious Mar Sart as an evil deer...
Or Mr. Grumpy demon deer Darkweaver as a goodie-goodie?
Not really limited to those, but I think those two would be the most interesting to convert.

Hmm... to make i tmore contest-ish, I'll draw or write something for three people in return, in the same media used by the person who wins in whatever category. Someone for funny, someone for interesting, and someone for "outright different". (Outright different being more of the miscellanious category. XD)

If yua don't know my deer, all their bios and stuff are here: http://endlessforest.org/community/deer-status-auto-music-offd

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C'mon guys, one person participating, a contest does not make! 8<

This litle deer in the forest!
''i was lucky that i had my camera with me!''

Okay so this is a contest entry for the endless forest group :3 I know I draw all legs rather thick somewhat -_-
But the idea was using an element, so since I'm a water sign why not use that for Azur.

So lets start with the tail I know is long but that's only when he runs does it turn long since water expands greatly, but when just standing around returns to looking short :3
The mask is a concept I had, instead of the normal raven mask I decided to turn the feathers into water which kinda looks cool. And gave him a calm blue pelt to match :3

If not I think I may do another design for the contest as well.

Contest here: http://theendlessforest.deviantart.com/

I was so afraid that the forest was going the high way. With all the pressure and the new games coming out, I was terrified my little piece of serenity and peace were going to be shut down. With the new fountain I'm -really- happy. It proves that TEF isn't going away. Which makes me thrilled to death. I LOVE the new pictos running around, and the drinking place is so cute.
I saw a few familiar pictos (namely Michael's) several times and was reminesing about my first time in the forest, when there was nothing but trees.
The game's come so far! With magic and deer, and fawns, and so many other wonderful things. It makes me want to squeal with joy every time I see a new picto. And it makes me want to squeal louder when I see old pictos I know from romping around the forest.
Hope to see everyone in the forest again soon.

[=14]“Anxiety…leads to insanity..
And this insanity..
Leads to weakness….
Or so I found out today…or was it yesterday…
I am unsure……..
The day started like any other. I played with friends. Splashed around in the pond..the usual…
Then I took a trip to the ruins.. it was there the insanity hit me…
The old mushroom tree, I had passed it many times, never giving it a second thought, but at that moment….It looked..tasty.
I knew I would get sick, as I had witnessed the effects of the mushrooms on others.
I didn’t care.
All at once all of my depression, and anxiety came to the surface. I hid this side of me from the others so well..at least I thought I did anyway.
I needed to take my mid of things..no amount of friend’s comfort would help this time…
The mushrooms seemed to be an easy fix..temporary, but easy.
A gentle breeze made the leaves on the old tree rustle.

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...I wish time stood still. In the moments you loved most. I wish you could feel the memory come back to you as you stand in the same place, read the same words... I wish you could bring yourself back to innocence and wonder. I wish my excitement would renew itself for places I once loved most...

I wish ideas I had given people would never die. I wish memories were stone, never to be taken up in a strong wind in time, to be washed away. I wish people would not hurt eachother.... I hope one day 'my motivation' to make a point, will diminish and die like a cold ember in what once was a roaring fire, to which only the memory remains.

I will pray. I will hope.
Things that once brought me joy, are now faded.
I wish I enjoyed what I enjoyed most-- more.
It's gone now...
Help me remember...
It seems everyone has so many hateful feelings towards others, for no reason at all-- I don't want to be a part of it, but I am. Help me remember what it was like to wonder, and find. I have dug up all treasures, I feel like a lingering dead leaf on a cold branch... all others have moved on.

Help me remember what it was like to not judge someone one what they've said, and assume it was only for attention even when it was not. Help me remember what it was like to roam free as a human-faced creature full of wonder and awe. Help me remember what it was like, to not think I was a stereotypical oldie.

Who can I blame?
Should I point fingers? Surely so! .... deep inside I know it is only me who has become numb. Unwilling to change for a community that has outgrown a member. A community who is focused on the spotlight... if it is so, then let me diminish.

Help me remember how creativity was not shunned, or something to be ashamed of. Help me remember what a family is. I want to help...

I felt like I needed to fight, to defend... I promised I'd never leave... but deep inside it feels like spring, and cleaning needs to be done.