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Spyrre's picture

Some pictures of my Abiogenesis. ^^

I thought that I could share some screenshots, because there seemed to be some people who missed the event... I almost did too because when the party started, my computer lagged so badly that I got only about 2 frames/second. <_< So I tried to take lots of pictures, so I could look at them better later... Here´s some of them.


Waiting for party...


I had fun even before the abiogenesis started. ^^


Omg, the statues! They are running away! D=


Must chase them!


Fire at the ruins?


Lots of flowers!


What happened?! o_O


Follow the giant deer!


What now?


Disco!


Omg, huge, weird shadow... o__o


The statues, giant zombie and more flowers!


White deer commanding lightning! ...or not.
Anzel's picture

The Bite of a Ghost Deer --- Wise old Hangman speaks

It seems as though, according to the Rose Deer, that we have infected them with out disease.

After the day in which Jared deer entered our realm, all was fine for a time, until now.

The Rose Deer have become afflicted with our disease.

Wish well for them, for they still can claw their way out of our Abyss of Ghosts. But they are fading fast. Tread wisely, young friends, for no longer may the normal deer keep their feet from the sludge that keeps us down here.

Might I query, are there others who are showing the warns of the disease?...
Lyeekha's picture

ABOMINATION - Tales of the Cursed Index

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Chapter One

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...will obviously look better when I have more pages, lul. Sticking out tongue
Bellie's picture

Ahaha, I wonder! :D

Hellooha! :V
Tonight I was running around in the forest. Suddenly I was thirsy so I went down to the pond to drink. When I was there I saw two deers who was on the ground on the deep water! I tryed to get down to them, but I just became a frog all the time! Sad So I wonder if there is someone who knows how to stand on the battle on the deep side of the pond?! If you know, please tell me! Laughing out loud

// Bellie
Anzel's picture

Ramblings of the silver

The color of the leaves is an eternal green. Although they may sparkle towards the maple or the nightlight, shall they always be green in this world? I think so. And it is with this that I shall always be the queen of the world of ghosts, lacking of a king and endlessly twined to hope with all that I have been created from.

It is for this reason that I permanently danced to the tune of the Abio I could never hope to see. I have hopes for the Gods to allow me within their realm for a day, but high hopes are all I ever seem to have.

All I can do is lie in wait and beg for other deer to cry to the Gods who hear my calls as faint and ghostly cries towards nothingness.

I was seen, but not regarded as anything more than a centerpiece in the cage. So I am, so I shall be.

The next few days shall explain to me whether or not I may be permitted to enter...
Mordecai's picture

Bombs!?!

Did anyone else see this?



The other deer were giving me some very strange looks @-@;


Pretty!
squeegie's picture

Vases and Bags (Quick story)

(Something done very quickly. It's stupid. xD Dunno' why I'm posting it.)

"Where is it!"
He grabbed me by the collar of my jacket, yanking me over the desk. He was looking me right in the face with those ugly, beady snake eyes. "Tell me!" He roared, digging his nails into my neck. I had to force myself to not spit in his hideous, creased face. "I-eh. I got it." I muttered, wincing as I felt blood began to trickle from my neck wounds. "Then where is it?! Do you think this is a game? Huh?!" His hands tightened around my throat. All I could do was writher patheticly is his grasp. "It's in my bag!" I choked out. He quickly removed his hands from my neck. My neck was sore and bleeding, but I couldn't worry about that now. He pointed at the bag, I picked it up and set it on his desk. "It's in there, all of it." I mumbled. His eyebrows narrowed, and he began to open the zipper. I had to think of something, for I would surely be killed when he found it empty. My eyes darted franticly around the room. There! In the corner was a pale red vase. While he was looking through my large bag, I made my way to the vase. I slowly picked it up, it was heavy and made of glass. It would have to do...
The sound of his muffled groan and the shattering of the lamp was most likely heard from outside the room, and the others could enter the room any second. My heart beat painfully against my chest. The only exit was the window. I ran to it. My hands finally unlocked the latches, and I peered out the window. It was a 15, maybe even more foot drop. I could hear the sound of footsteps running up the stairs. It's the only way...I climbed up onto the window's ledge, and braced myself for the fall. I tightly shut my eyes, clenched my teeth, and jumped.

(This is about one of my deer when they were younger, they aren't a part of whatever they were a part of anymore. Guess who it is. It's easy! xD)
Pepper Mint's picture

Mad

"You are mine."

His heart quailed again. "You belong to me now," The shadows growled. "Nothing you can do will do can ever break this bond. You are a pet, a slave, a toy on my shelf, a-" "Prove it."

The shadows fell silent amongst the rain. Jingle couldn't tell if it was just because of the rain or if he had nearly wet himself out of terror by now.

There was a long silence. At last, they spoke again. "...what?"

Jingle blinked in the gloom, legs shaking, little toothpicks trying to hold up a nearly full-grown deer. "Prove it. I refuse to belong to you until you give me solid proof. Contract?" His heart was going a million miles now. Hell, what if he does have a contract? Scary spirits don't have contracts... The shadows fell into deep thought for a moment, before releasing a great, exasperated sigh. "Child, this is ineffable. You can't just refuse." "I can and I w-will unless I see a contract, mister."

"I'm a great spirit, I don't write things down. I don't have a little ectoplanner. I don't have a calendar that says 'November First, go get stupid child'. I'm a busy ghost! I have no time for contracts!"

Jingle thought for a moment, and said, reproachfully, "You should invest in a planner, sir."

There was silence. Jingle stood in the rain for a half-hour, waiting for a reply. At last, he caved, turning from the branched trees and heading home. "I hope he buys one with a waterproof cover."

We need more silly in our lives.
Nala's picture

>:'/

Okay, thanks to my GOD DAMN mother I missed the abio yesterday, I've been looking forward to it for SOOO long, and then I missed it... -.- And also because of her, I wasn't able to ever seeing the haunted house or giant zombie deer, now I ahve to wait a YEAR for it all to happen again! ='l
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Antics 10-31 to 11-1-08: Post-Abio Mayhem

From hours later, with fawns still able to keep spells. =D

The house in the birch forest.

Halogen lost his face. o.o

Fawn dance line. =]
And that's when my internet kept going psycho before I had to leave for awhile.

Magnet ventured in in search of the house in the birch forest. He had very little luck with the heavy fog, and decided to sit at the Twin Gods statue to listen to the lingering music for awhile. Trying again proved to send him in the right direction, and he met fawn-Halogen on the way, who pointed out the exact spot.

He went fawn for awhile, too. At one point there was a whole "Get off my lawn!" acting. XD
Then the server reset, restoring the foggy weather to normal daylight. But the house remained.

It looks better in the day.


And the pond still seemed to be blood, but it looked like it did before the game fully loaded (blood-pond in daylight).


Then it was back to the house for some more shots.
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