Yesh, well, I wanna hop on the bandwagon.

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Ask me,
Mystress (The priestess of Light)
Lady Bones (The frisky victorian lady)
Odin (The Norse Seer)
Dalzell (The creepy bastard)

Ask away!! <3 <3

Just posting this because it seems that a few newcomers are having problems finding and taking screenshots. Hopefully this will help ^^

S C R E E N S H O T S
Once you have been in-game and pressed the 'P' button while playing to take a screenshot, here is how to get to it.

Step 1.
Open your start menu and click on the icon that says 'My Computer'

Step 2.
Open the icon that says Local Disc (C:)
Once this is open click on the 'Program Files' folder

Step 3.
At the bottom of the Program Files folder there will be another folder that says 'Tale of Tales'
Inside of this folder will be another that says 'The Endless Forest 3'
Open it

Step 4.
Now that you are in this folder there will be others titled '3rd', 'channels', 'engine', 'userdata' {for spelldata later on}, 'Cache', 'data', and finnaly 'screenshots'.
By opening the screenshots folder you will find all the pictures that you took by pressing 'P' while in the forest.

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For Vista Users:

Step 1.
Open your start menu and click open on the 'all programs'

Step 2.
click once on the 'The Endless Forest 3' so the subcategories show, among them 'screenshots' Click it.

Step 3.
A window opens, and it says 'This folder is empty.' but above it, in between the addres bar and the empty folder is 'Combatility files', and it must be clicked. There will be all the screenshots.

{Thanks goes to Innisen for the Vista Steps}


Please Note* If you have more than one deer the pictures will be in A-Z order.

F L Y I N G[=9]
The trick to 'flying' is by standing atop a hill of any kind, it dosn't have to be to tall. Once your on the hill start running and jumping at the same time. After a few jump you should be what I call 'floating'

Today was Rawks and mines first day in the forest.
I must say that the graphics in this game is so wonderfull and soothing C:
Really enjoyable.

Today was rather amusing, Earlyier in the morning i met a orange fellow with a bird mask.
I hung around with them for a little while until they went to a little group of deers which im not very good with yet.
Then i get attacked by another fawn CX
I found that quite funny with them like stalking after me and rearing, Lowering its "Antlers" at me
Which i found funny for my first day.
Enjoying it so far here C:

[=10]HIIII divided them up into categories and linked so you only have to look at what you want. xD

WITH FLUFF
THIS IS VERY, VERY ADULT UNLESS YOU HAVE WATCHED THE VIDEO FOR CELLBLOCK TANGO. if you have it's hysterical. |D (Jareth+Tuna)
I SPENT ALL DAY LOOKING FOR THAT DAMN SHOT. SO I JUST DREW IT. +1 DANNII. (Rut+Tuna)
It's hard to convey a quick smooch through art. :U (Trink+Tuna)
...HAHA. (Jareth+Tuna)
Their first encounter I think. :U (Jareth+Tuna)
...YIS (Masque+Tuna)

WITHOUT FLUFF
Cybil's hair. omslkgfhhj. I HAVE NO IDEA WHICH EAR SHE'S MISSING -tear-
>D Sinbad is a fun movie. (Pan)
PLEASE NOTE THAT RUT LOOKS DIFFERENT IN EACH OF MY DRAWINGS. this is AdamPascal!Rut. And lol scaretuna funs. (Rut/Tuna/Scare)
JARETH'S REACTION TO THE KISS. Rut looked retarded in his. cB (Jareth)

[=10]Yeah xD This may be updated as I think of or discover new things about my characters, but is basically finished. :3 Comments, opinions, suggestions etc are all appreciated!

Everyone and their mom has made a question blog, so's 'bout tiem I has one. Not like there's anything interesting to ask these losers.

You can ask as your deer/as yourself/to my deer/to me/dowhateverthehellyouwant. I'll force them to answer truthfully. C:
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Fledermaus
Masque
Desanm

AND GO. or not.

(Mrs. Halloween)
1. Hai! This is for Fledermaus and Masque! What would you do if there was a nameless stag who was attacking a young doe and a young fawn?
Oh, well, I would attempt to settle the dispute calmly. I would only use physical intervention as a very last resort, seeing as I am not a good fighter at all.
I would rip his throat out.

(Scythe)
1. At this point in time, what do you honestly think of each other?
-clears throat- I uh...don't have a problem with him at the moment. I think he's changed, even a little bit.
Whatever. I don't hate him anymore- I've stopped caring. Besides, he helped my sorry ass out.
(not applicable cuz she doesn't know them :U )
2. What is your favorite weather and why?
I'm quite partial to the rain- it makes for a good atmosphere.
Snow is nice. I just like cold weather.
Ah, I love them all! Perhaps the snow- it reminds me of my name.
3. What is a current fear of yours?
Deep water will always frighten me, I'm afraid.
...Never seeing her again.
Oh, heh, I am afraid of big scary stags.
4. What is a current dream of yours?
Well, I'd like to simply continue doing well for my future. I think things could get even better, so perhaps I will try for that.
I uh...would like to not be such a hypocritical liar.

[=aqua]I step into the madness of a suffering mind.

The world within is no more than horrors and anguish, secret fears and looming regrets, and a confusion, more prominant than anything else. The contorted demons who lurk in the darkness crawl along an non-existant ground, crying out for a light to find them and save them. Ghostly phantoms drift in and out of sight, taking up hiding places behind giant black tendrils, which have grown out of and blocked out peaceful memories. All along the sky, there are pulsating red veins ripping into the remaining traces of what must have been solid understanding at some point. Up ahead, I see iron gates, far as the eye can see. Heavy chains hold all exits in place.

Unafraid, I step threw the darkness. Where my hooves touch down, the traces of pain receed, and blue light spills into the darkness. It may only be a temporary banishment, but for now it is all that must be done. The demons are captured in the light, and vanish completely. Their cries fall mute. I come within reach of the iron gates. Between the bars are thousands of dead roses, with poppies sprouting out of their stems, only to choke on thorns. I rise and extend my forehooves, touching the nearest rose. It immediatly becomes filled with life, and from it, all the rest begin to grow vibrant with health. Their scent pushes away that of death. I step threw the bars, into the barren land beyond.

In my trail, water begins to seep out of the unseen ground, and grass begins to grow around me. It becomes as green and blue diamonds around me, creating a new ground. The veins in the air fade away, and light filters threw.

Warning involves swearing and adult topics!!!

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Well.
Between getting my ass handed to me, being voilated, and making friends I never would have expected, I suppose it is safe to say it's been an.... interesting week. To say the least of course. Meeting up with Walter was.... different. I suppose I really should mind what stags think of me, instead of prodding fun everywhere I can. I obviously gave him a few mixed signals. Either that or I was too much for him to handle anymore. What can I say? I'm a bitch that way, and I know it now for sure, examining my scars and healing up my wounds. Can't say I hate the old goddamn bastard, but shit.

And I can't say this hasn't happened to me before, just... I don't know. It was different then.
Well, many of my comrades frown upon my whoring myself away. (Who am I kidding, how many friends could I possibly have? I could count them on one figure, quit fooling yourself Bones.) But few of them understand why I did it. Number one, had I known the loaf would've gone gorilla shit on my ass I probably would've thought twice. But I don't think much about that....

Walter has had his eyes on a beautiful young doe, whom I know will end up with some of the brunt of his fury, whether she likes it or not. I thought, I could... take away some of that fury for him, if I just let myself give in.
I should've known....

After that bullshit was over with, an unliekly fellow came a'trotting my way. Intoxication was my best answer. Before I became too drunk to stand, Masque, the fine fellow guarded the tree in which I was poisioning myself...
Well, there isn't much else to say. And I wont say I will be "eternally grateful" or any of that shit, but I will say I am very thankful he came to help me.
Maybe things are changing...
Maybe more is to change...

~Lady Bones

Why are you two fighting over the birch forest? Its a place for everyone even if not many players hang out there.

Addressing the Large red deer with the skull mask and white antlers as well as the large stary deer with red mask and zombie antlers.

Im sorry, but really. STOP IT PLEASE. and stop trying to chase eachother off. -shot-

Updated: 7.9 Mellion ought to have his set now supposing that I managed to save his spelldata this time. NB! Due to a new character Februari I have, Mellion won't be much if at all in the forest as long as Febru is a fawn. I want her to experience her fawnhood to the fullest so long as it lasts.

Current mood: Sleepy

Current thoughts: ...

Physical health status: 100%

Mental health status: 95%

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Name: Mellion

Age: around 22

Gender: stag

Picto: x

How to remember: It looks like a "= D" smiley that's carrying a stick in its mouth.

Wearing: The Great Argus pelt, the antelope antlers and a white mask whose name I don't know.

Personality: composed, gentle, resolute, easy to please and amuse but if irritated can get quite derisive.

Important to know about him: Mellion may be easily startled and may appear hostile if he’s approached carelessly from behind or from his left, for his left eye is blind. He doesn’t mean any actual harm by that, it’s just self protection. Friends of Mellion don’t have to be so careful, though, for Mellion recognises them by their scent.

Been in the forest since June 2009.

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.:Here I am, This is me:.
Mellion is an orphan who woke up in the forest one day after having wandered around lost for several days. Even as a small fawn he could sense the forest ’s aura around him. It was arcane and powerful but it wasn’t scary at all; Mellion felt like he had returned back home even though he had never been in the forest before. Hence, because of this warm and cozy feeling, Mellion decided to stay in the forest. It was good to find a safe place to live in for a wayfarer’s life was very tirening for a small fawn without a herd.