I'd be tweeting this if I used twitter. DX *wins for not twittering*

But yes, I just got home and right as I step out of the car my head nearly comes in contact with a freaking bannana spider. DDDDDDDDDDDXXXXXXXX (Yes we get Bannana Spiders in the Chicago Suburbs. I also know them immediatly when I see them. They're very distinct. Like a Black widow or Brown recluse, both which we get here too.)
My natural responce as an arachnophobic was to scream and run around my car, leaving the door open, getting to the other side to close the door to prevent it getting into my car, then scream again BECAUSE IT MOVES FAST and run into the house trembling like a chuihauah to get someone to kill it.

It was only a baby bannana spider, but compaired to other spiders I usually encounter, it's still freaking huge. If it were an adult... I'd have died in terror. DX *trembles in corner of shameful fear*

This has mostly screenshots from the mini-Abios I caught Sunday and Monday, so expect a good amount of them. |D

Spade finally saw a Twin God and some Abio action. =D










Those candles were awesome.


XD Had to.

And now let's all tease Bastilion. 8]



X]

All Soul's Day.

What is this madness? D: Seriously, on working days I already get to play only on Mondays and Wednesday, maybe on Fridays, too, in the evening, approximately for an hour. Now I haven't had time for even that. FFFF.

I wish I could manage a perfect balance between work, studying, my social IRL life and my own time which includes playing TEF in addition to many other things I don't have enough time for these days.

*sigh*

(I wanted to write this last night but the servers were down, so here it is now. Might edit it later on)

On a cold November afternoon, the subtle silence of the forest was shattered by the sounds of a great battle. In a clearing near a cliff side, two bucks clashed at each other, their antlers locking up as each struggled to overpower the other. Their muscles tightened and both snorted and gritted their teeth as the spar continued. They slowly inched toward the cliff, both with the same idea of throwing the other off into the abyss.

Nearby a doe looked on, watching as her mate fought the opposing buck. He looked back at her for a moment, and at that time his rival caught him off guard and stabbed into his shoulder with an antler. The buck cried out, but then thrashed back at him, getting a clean scratch at his face and raking an eye. "Blixt!", the doe cried to the mate. He staggered back a little, surveying his shoulder wound for a second - it was deep and already bleeding, but he was not losing any strength due to it. "I'm fine, I'm fine!", he called back to his doe, and then lowered his antlers at the rival. His foe had a split second to open his scratched eye back up, at the time that Blixt charged at him. Lowering his antlers at the last second, the two clashed once again, Blixt driving him closer to the edge of the land. "Blixt, wait!", his rival began to say, but Blixt interrupted, "No, Dond, you will not speak! You threatened my doe, and I will not tolerate it!" Dond pressed back at him, "She was never yours to begin with!", he cried, and making the right movements, he threw his head toward the cliffside, making Blixt's body go with it.

Blixt barely caught the edge of the cliff, their antlers still locked.

(Will update with more images soon)

Art by me:
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/forestwalk.jpg
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/heartonator-1.png
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/tinyed.png
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/edmundfaces-2.png
http://endlessforest.org/community/birth-place
http://endlessforest.org/community/having-no-thumbs
http://endlessforest.org/community/life-live-story-contest-baal

EDMUND ART by others:
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/cooledmund-1.png
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/Christmas_Edmund.png
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/Edmundsig.png
http://i619.photobucket.com/albums/tt274/adderskin/edmund.jpg?t=12569980...
http://i597.photobucket.com/albums/tt60/edmund_alans/RellEdmund.png
http://i807.photobucket.com/albums/yy352/Honeydawn/FanArt/edmund.png
http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n158/lizrdlvr/Edmundsig.png

http://livestream.com/doesdrawings

online now kids! (:

Again.

It started out as merely lack of time, and was soon added to by a combination of mono and anemia, which made it so that I could no longer even get out of bed. Now that I'm recovering, however, I think it's time to get back into the swing of things. I'm really sorry to have missed the rut, and I'm even more sorry that I haven't said anything about why I've been so scarce, until now...

I haven't been keeping up with the fanart a thon, either; but hopefully I will be able to start participating, again. (:

Love you guys! I missed it here. <3

*Will put more info later*

EDIT: Coding is a pain in the ass; I'm sorry that the one chorus line isn't colored, but the coding won't let it work, and I've been trying to fix it for the last 5-10 minutes. I'm fed up with trying to fix it.

I really wish I could have remembered what I wrote out originally, because I know for a fact that it was twice as epic as what I've rewritten. FML =/

Story's told in Myu's POV, but it's not all blue, because I want people to actually read it, and not bitch about how the text is hurting their eyes. Blue text signifies speech only in this one.

Song lyrics used are from the song "Manic," by Plumb.

::Nothing I Say Will Wash It Away::

She breathes in,
She breathes out...

The sun peeks through the trees, touching me, caressing me, as if trying to bring out of this sorry, miserable state.

It could be worse, it seems to say.

Bullshit, I spit back, my anger seeping, like a wound left to fester.

Oasis and the fawn may have cheered me up, but only slightly.

Just slightly.

When Oasis left, and the fawn went to romp with others of their age, I retreated back to the comfort of the Ruins, allowing my thoughts to tear me asunder again, like a predator lustfully ripping his prey apart.

It's not my fault. It's not my fucking fault.

She wakes up,
And lays down...

A quiet snorting noise cuts the air. Glancing down at the white doe sleeping beside me, my mind beings to boil over, like water left to heat too long.

She sleeps so quietly, so soundly, as if nothing can bother her. She is a blanket of diamond snow in a world of plain dirt.

Kita...your fur is so white, so pure, how can you be an abomination, as he puts it?

All right, I needed to type something and this is what came up 8B the MUSIC I was listening to is on here and I'll say it now... I was all O_O I KNOW THIS MUSIC! HOMG *spazz* It's the music from the Opening Cinematic to World of Warcraft: Wrath of the Lich King if you own the game you will KNOW THIS! And it's one of the best cinematic musics at that! XD Don't mind me, I think it rather flows with the story itself actually.

Anyway... the story here is a bit based on Nightmare's semi-recent emotions. He's a mess completely and he doesn't openly want to confess to things. A lot of what he's saying is in his mind rather than openly. Of course... it can be taken as him speaking out loud as well You decide. Feedback would be nice though if you read it >>

(lol I'm sure no one remembers who this is by now)

How long's it been? meh, I no longer care

Just thought I'd be a pain and poke my head in over here to see what's going on. Not much, same stuff.

I probably will not be active on here anymore, I actually haven't even re-downloaded the game on my computer :/ But this place dissappoints me now. Too much has changed for the worst i think, and a good portion of my friends either left or are ignoring me. Maybe I'll get active again when I have the time. Right now, I have a lot to do.

I got invited to join an Original Character Tournament on deviant art, where you basically take one of your characters and beat the crap out of other people's characters in a creative and aesthetically pleasing way. And that's where Lier went. He apparently isn't welcome here anymore and I always had better plans for him. so hah. he wins.

i know I owe some of you some trades, and yes, I WILL keep my word, it may just take awhile. I have college to think about as well and building up my portfolio as a digital artist. It's going to help for when I transfer to the Art Institute of Pittsburgh in the summer. not to mention the 11 pages of the tournament audtion that are calling my name >>

If I do become fully active again, I want to start over. and I'll just keep atiq and Silas, because atiq is my baby and silas is interesting. I'll think about Elani. Adel and Lier were failures.

It actually hurts to come back here, because i know that it will never be the same again, because people will be people; they will fight, refuse to reconcile, and generally mess things up. i know they are capable of fixing things, but it's rather hard on the net. I used to not doubt the ability of this place being able to do so, but now I'm not so sure.

i'm EXTREMELY active on deviantart, so feel free to check me out there. and you're always free to e-mail me to chat: phantomhellsing@yahoo.com