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From the wispy clouds to the corporeal roots

This is an excerpt from the writings of a young fawn, translated to English for your reading leisure.

As I turn and stare upward,
not one care may plague my mind,
Would the ones of flesh call me absurd?
Because in their thoughts can not they find,
the appreciation of my kind?

To lay lazily in the bright sunlight,
To graze and nuzzle to ones full extent,
And care naught about all that is fraught and trite,
Make only your love and passion what is sent,
To those you care for so it is most blatant.

So to all my kin and even those of flesh,
To the Endless Forest now I may digress,
The point of it all is that one small crux where all may mesh,
To understand all that is and isn't and nothing less,
See you all there on the other side; the land with no stress.
Tori's picture

help!

i couldn't write to my friends :'-( what's wrong?

STEPSLIGHTLY name

Harharhar

Ignore any of my deer inforest today, Im simulating real stag behaviour XD

stay in the light D=


steps was really scared hes never known of the dark so he coward in circle of moolight till the daylight came back poor steps D=
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Antics 5-2 to 4-09

Toukan's day can be described in one word: clones.
Two sets of clones to be precise. Between finding new friends to have fun with and randomly taking a closeup of an acquaintance, he found clones were hanging around the Ruins.

There was this mini pair:

And a pair that looked like Darcy:


It was during this time he spotted an unsuspecting P just sitting. Perfectly placed for a closeup.


He went off for a bit then, but came back to see the two pairs had joined up in their antics.


Kinsha's day was quite the opposite. Full of relaxed wandering, and then taking in the view at the Playground. A few deer came to join him as he pondered.


Both had cast a pelt on him before sitting down. XD He got cast on a third time by a passing fawn. It was like a running gag.

Then yesterday, Spade stopped in for a bit, but soon it was Richter who took over, causing some mayhem with Skie. Soon, Zerg joined them in their crazy running around. And when Skie fell asleep...

No one is safe from the sitting! >8D XD
After Skie poofed, Richter showed Zerg how to slide into the riverbank. Cue whack-a-deer? XD I think a few fawns got weirded out from the pictos growing out of the ground.
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-NEEDS TO STOP POSTING BLOGS- Life Update.

-peers at calendar- Yeah, just thought you guys should know in case anything pops up. XD I've got a load of projects coming up that are gonna flood my schedule, purely wrap-up work which is gonna keep me busy for most of May. The last week of the month, I've got EOG testing, and since I've got more tests than any other year I'm gonna be wiped. The next two weeks are 8th grade graduation, meaning I'll be doing a lot of chorus work.

Speaking of chorus - I've got a rehearsal and two concerts next week, which will tie me up, and then our Busch Gardens trip is in two weeks.

All these due dates are killing me, so I might disappear for a little while. |D <3 Just thought you should know LOLbye.
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The ~*deus*~ .D.I.A.B.O.L.U.S. - Chapter 1

(assuming you know all the characters already... maybe ill write an introduction or something later)

Clock sniffed up at the air, trying to find familiar scents. Unfortunately, the rain had dulled everything. He was soaked, which annoyed him. The brown and gold stag trotted over the the Old Oak, surprisingly, there was no one else inside. There were no other deer anywhere near him, in fact, which he found strange. But a short while later, he would soon be thankful for being alone.

It wasn't long before he found others. Only, he could see them, but no one else could. They were different deer, and at the same time, the same one. They were all a part of him. A grey pelted stag, Cheat, stepped forward, the others following him. He had recently taken charge over the others. Well, most of the others. The one behind him was Owen, shaking his red fur, seemingly uncomfortable. The last one was Down Town, his pale blue eyes fixed on the ground, his mood matching the color of his pelt exactly.

“Clock...” Cheat approached the brown stag as if he was a king.

“Yes? Woah..” Clock mused, looking behind the first stag. “You're all here? What's this about?”

“W-we've come to w-warn you...” Owen said quietly.

Down Town mumbled, his head still low, “Something is wrong here...”

Clock looked at them all. “What do you mean?”

“You have to be careful, Clock.” Cheat stepped forward more. “Do you remember... him?”

Him. Yes, him. “... I do.”

“We haven't seen the last of him. And you are the only one who knows what he is capable of.”

“Why are you telling me this? I think that goes without saying.”

“Know this, Clockwork.” Cheat started, sternly. “He killed Edward without even thinking about it. I want you to be on guard. Any one of us might not make it either. Except for you. And I would hate to know that it would eventually come down to just you and him.”

“... I see.”

[ the basement [OLD] ]

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