Ok…since I had more to add to my list and didn’t want to make my profile page any longer…I’m doing what everyone else is doing -giggle- Only combo or most-used moves though, since I’m pretty much with everyone else on the others…but we’ll see.

For DARCY, SHYLA, and KAILANI
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then turns and trots off : “Follow me”

, : If a deer is laying down, this means "What you laying around for?", if standing up this means "What do you want to do?" or "Take the lead" (used a lot XD my deer are fickle)

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: “Lets play fight!”


, : "I'm happy" Or "Lets play!"

, , : “What’s wrong? Why are you sad?”

****NEW

I'll give...err...A PRIZE...to the one who can find me a really good screen shot of the front, MASKLESS view of the zombie pelt. I've looked around and can't find one...though I could just be blind, and nobody with one is in the forest at the moments so...If you could that would be wonderfuls :3

Something is wrong.

My head feels funny, and I am bothered by the most peculiar things. The butterflies bring me no joy as their brightly colored wings fold and stretch before my eyes. I roll in the flowers, to feel something, yet I find my mind wandering, staring up at the tree tops and letting the light sting my eyes as it filters down through the canopy. I find seclusion in the forest of white-barked timber. I search out the old ones, whose trunks have grown thick, and I hide myself within them, strangely content to not be seen.

This isn’t me.

So many apologies I’ve been making lately. So many promises of a better tomorrow. And then tomorrow comes…and I find myself in an even deeper state. I greet my friends, do my best to put gusto into the meeting, but I find my energy is waning, and I’m far more content to stand back and watch the fun unfold around me than to be a part of it. My friends do not understand…I couldn’t possibly expect them to ‘ither, for I myself do not understand what has come over me. They look at me expectantly, as though I am their leader…and I am lost. I haven’t the voice to tell them to go on without me, to pay me no mind. They seem saddened…and I myself cannot ask why.

I do not greet strangers in my usual forthright nature. In fact, I find myself being overwhelmed by others lately. Perhaps that…SS character has made me nervous of others. Just today I found myself panicking amongst a group of overzealous stags. I found myself…angry. Despite running from them, shaking my head and cowering from their spell games, they would not leave me alone. I tried to run away, and yet I was torn, for my friends were among the group. They did not understand my torment. They would not follow, and I feel ashamed for expecting them to. Why should I ruin their fun?

(Not inspired by anyone or anything...just something he needed to get off his chest for a while ^^ It's long winded...as are most things I write @_@ I wont be offended if it goes unread ;p)

I am conflicted.

No, that’s a horrible way to start. Let me try again.
I have made friends! I hold them so dear in my heart that it practically flies from my chest and does a magnificent dance about their heads when I see them. Perhaps they are not many, or a particularly talented or coordinated bunch as others can boast, but they are mine. They seek me out when I call to them. I receive their affection before I give my own.

But …and how much that word pains me…they seem so divided somehow. Maybe I'm the divided one.

I am not the kind to favorite… haha, no, I am the desperate sort who takes what he can get! What need have I for favoritism? I am, however, shamefully impressionable. I admit…I do what I can for affection, or even a smidgeon of attention from any sort…I do what I can, even if it means no longer being true to myself. Ah, but no, I’m getting ahead of myself. In fact I believe the point of this mess has been lost altogether in my indecision! Forgive me, my attention span seems to be quite indifferent to the serious tone I wished to portray here. Let me then start by following my heart, which wishes to further elaborate on my devotion.

Just a few funny/interesting screenies I've taken over the past couple of weeks.

This was sorta creepy...but fun to dance on ^^


Darcy challenges Witcher


In shame of his loss -cough- he then... runs away to join the Day of the Dead Cirque du Soleil!






Which provides excellent dance-club passes :3


Do't stop till you...drop!


And for the record, He's fallen in the pond 5 times in 8 days...twice trying to impress girls -giggle- Oh dear.

Dats all!

Hello EF community!...-shiftyeyes-

Ok...I found this game a few months ago and signed up...but life got pretty busy so I never really got into it, and I certainly never checked out the forums. BUT! I'm back to my idle self again and I'm starting to become quite attatched to the game. Sadly I'm not very good at memorizing pictograms >< I've been trying to write the ones belonging to the deer I bond with in the forest down for future lookout but...so far I haven't been able to hook up with anyone on a day-to-day basis...I usually have to start all over again making friends every day >< I see a lot of people on here seem 'close' though...hmm. Well I hope poor Darcy can get his own gang together soon ^^''