Well I read up on how to get the Zombie Pelt on Schutzgeist's Blog, and now I'm curious. How does one go about getting the Day of the Dead Pelt without it being halloween?

I'm not sure if there's a process too it. And I know you'd need the special version of TEF to actually be able to cast the spell yourself.

From my gatherings

Zombie Pelt = Find the giant Zombie deer and cast Pelt Magic on him, when it hits it will bounce back and you get the Pelt.
Skull Mask = Find the Zombie Deer and cast Mask Magic on him
Massive Red Antlers = Find Zombie Deer and cast Antler Magic on him
Day of the Dead Pelt = Friendly Users to cast it on you or you have Version 3.13
Candle Antlers = Candles during Halloween at Playground (Oh noes, Toxic's worst enemy XD)
Day of the Dead Mask = Friendly Users to Cast it on you or you have Version 3.13
Crying Mask = Friendly Users to Cast it on you or you have Version 3.13

So if anyone wants to help with explaining the process to the others besides the Zombie Pelt I'd appreciate it

[=#9966cc]I haven't seen Bastilion in a while. I really wish he was around more often.
My feelings still confuse me. I have friends I've known longer, and some that I haven't seen in an even longer length of time... But I think about him the most.

When I woke up today, Steele was beside me. I greeted him. I haven't seen him in a while, either. But when I sensed Bastilion, I nearly forgot about Steele. I ran to greet Bastilion. He was by the ruins, with Darkweaver. Seeing Bastilion, I felt really happy. I wanted jump, to leap. But why? Why do I feel differently around him than I do with my other friends?

I was shocked when Darkweaver suddenly turned into a fawn. He seemed frightened. So I stood by him. But, Rev was there, too, and I still felt like I wanted to watch over him. I did, a little bit, but I was glad when Saosin arrived to be with him, allowing me to go back to Bast and Darkweaver without feeling guilty.

The crowd near the ruins got to be a bit too much. It seemed to bother Dark, even myself a little bit. I guess I'm still not quite over the melancholy I had been feeling before, as normally I enjoy being with large groups. So, I asked the others to follow me, deciding to go somewhere less crowded. I headed to the birch forest, as there usually aren't a lot of deer there.

We sat for a while. I felt compelled to move closer to Bastilion. I leaned against him. He felt so soft, and warm, and there was something...almost soothing...about the feeling of his side rising and falling with his breath.

Then, Darkweaver returned to his usual size and left. I was confused, but soon Bast lay down again and I went back to laying against him. I...I felt like I could stay there forever... There is just something...reassuring...about his presence. And...safe. And more than that... I just feel...happier. It was if everything that had happened recently simply dissolved away.

So since I'm coming back after at least a year (judging from the date on my last photoshoot) I wanted to re-enter the Forest with Miorrowind as a fawn, but it seems like the "play as fawn" option doesn't stay selected. So instead of selecting it again I thought it might be fun to run around as the genderless avatar. Fun, right? Too bad no one was on to look at the weird glowing pink orb floating around. Instead I decided to try taking a bunch of artsy screen caps and share them all with you guys. <3 Here's the first one:
Click me!
There are a few missing, I guess I didn't hit the "P" button hard enough. :/ Ah well, I want to re-take some of these better anyways and maybe play around as a genderless soul for a while too so maybe I'll get to take more. ^^ Enjoy.

As I returned to my idol, the poppy flowers brushing across my body, tickling my nose, touching my soul, I realize that the smell of this world is different from before. My eyes have opened to a place I barely remember, a place where scarcity has grown into a plentiful bounty. Fawns have become deer, and deer have become older deer. I have become older. As I stare out at the horizon I realize that there is one thing that has not changed. The view ahead of me is still lonely, still cold. To find warmth in this place is hard, and I am lucky to have found it in the idol. I curl around it like a cat curls by the fire, finding comfort in what never changes or goes away. It will always be here for me, and I for it.


As I looked to the empty horizon, I found my gaze shifting, changing away from the distances they were so used to focusing on. A world up close to me became clear, the fuzzy blobs of colors forming into trees, animals, and one other deer. I had been asleep in the dark world for so long that I had forgotten the contact of others. My approach was awkward, legs fumbling and hooves clicking as they overreached. My mask that always felt to firmly placed on felt as if it were slipping. The blurry background spun around me, making my path like that of an erratic bee. Then, like a drop upon water, my world was interrupted and all fell clear. I bowed, head tilted in a wonder for this deer. Dare it accept that which still smells like the stench of darkness?

Otherwise known as "Pega is a procrastinating moron"! 8D *kick'd*


I thought this was cute. |D

Silvery thought this fawn was a ghost. They kept sleep-sliding and always had that pelt on. O.o

I'm not sure. Some sort of misunderstanding happened.


Scape sits with a mourning Seed, after Terrant passed.

Briefly we see Ephra on the opposite bank.



It's mushroom fun with Scape and Oisín! XD Last time Scape saw him as a fawn. (Last time he saw him period, I think. O.o; )



Teaching someone how to do this is not easy. Especially when trying to show them how to do it so they won't fall off the mushroom.

I don't even know. XD


Sensing Revtheyr's depression, Toukan went to sit with him in concern. Sometimes being an empath is difficult.

...or is that truly Wesker come back to life...?


(Normally I wouldn't put more than one entry for Bastilion in a day, so I opted for a "letting the screenshots do most of the talking" type entry.)

I find myself being surprised by this Forest for the first time in awhile. I had thought I had learned all of its secrets. All of its ways. Even figured out my most confusing of close companions.
I find myself revoking those words, for I have been caught off guard by some things unexpected.
I found Darkweaver nearby at the Ruins, seeming to be laying poppies upon each grave. An act of repentance for his recent deeds perhaps? He would not say.
Soon, though, we found ourselves in the company of Lady Amary. It has been awhile since I have encountered her cheerful self. But onto the first of the strange events I mentioned..
Not long after a large grouping of deer began to gather, my dark companion seemed to revert in age. Right before my eyes, he took on the form of a cowering fawn. Taken aback, I did not know what to make of this. After a moment, I assumed it was similar to the other times I had seen him take on another form, even calling himself by a different name. Multiple personalities I believe it is called.
Perhaps I will inquire about this transformation later.
It was not too much later that we were led away from the Ruins by Lady Amary, to this gathering of stones near the edge of the birch. It seems quite familiar. I believe I have visited this same grouping of rocks once before. On the last dawn I think.
Dark had remained as a fawn even now. Yes, that was strange.
But this.
This is...quite odd.
I do not know what to react at this moment as I write this.
I am sure that before he took his leave, my dark friend took also notice of the lady being in closer proximity than normal.
I wonder what Cousin would have thought of this.
How I wish I could speak with him...
He would probably know more than I. As it is, I am ignorant of the ways of women.

And do not think I did not hear what you uttered before departing, Darkweaver.

I remain, somewhat confused,

[center]Bastilion

i need to get a scanner at some point, i'm doodling my character kestral as a deer...and she's cuuuute...

i'm also attempting one of the deer that i see all the time and loooove the design

I hope you may hear me, forest gods.. my mother, and my father believe in you so, that I feel I should give you more precedence too...
I have friends whom have left this world.. why? Why did they have to go? And why.. why could I not say goodbye...?
How can I remember them without such hurt?
What do you do.. when one friend has harmed another of your friends.. so that.. they too.. are gone?



How do you forgive them? do you try to see their reasoning? Why did he have to go that far? Should I? I don't..

...what do I do....?

how fragile we are

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(fff it sounded better until i had a brain fart..)