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Vsevolod's picture

omg new ;0;

omg yay i joined today go me ffffff.
i pretended to try it last year
but i didnt get it and exploded... xD;;;;

i get the hang of it now... a little.
8D

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Chickenwhite's picture

Contemplating something... Suggestions, please?

I'm thinking of adding some new templates/variations to my free adoptables thread... Anybody think that'd be a good idea? I'm thinking of adding a rearing one and one laying on some sorta ball that changes appearance upon comission... And maybe a cute chibi... You guys'd buy that? (No money involved, of course, it's free XD)
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Constellations

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Please hit play and then pause for music to load- then read. It just helps with the atmosphere, I guess Smiling



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Bastilion's picture

I never find myself...

[=white][i]...in anything less than high spirits when in the presence of Amary. It is as though there is no need to worry about being proper.
I even "greeted" her in the form of a pelt spell.
Soon, the two of us were spelling each other like young ones, and generally being silly with the three she had previously been spending time with.
One of which I learned was a stag with soul of a bird. This was certainly interesting to hear of. Never before had there been a deer as such, or not to my knowledge at least. I have not been here as long as some others after all.
Our fun continued, consisting of more spell-casting on each other. One point of which I appeared...quite silly. I would not have tolerated this as much had it been anyone else to do so. ...though maybe I would let Triston get away with it, if I were in a good mood.
Many of the spells were given to the resident "bird-deer", who merely continued sitting for the moment. I wonder if he enjoyed our company...
During our little excursion with the spells, Amary gained her own silly look. Soon, we decided to regain our normal looks, sneezing off the cast spells.
The end result was Amary losing her mask.
I...did not find myself minding this.
And I certainly will not say that aloud.
I can only call the continued events "antics", for we were all acting quite silly. Oddly face-making, spinning in circles... Even sitting on the back of the sitting "bird-deer"!
Soon enough, Amary began acting...distracted, listening for something before running off. She returned shortly after, asking me to follow, and soon I found myself greeting Kaoori and another doe, she of white fur, by the name of Noelle.
The two of us sat with them for awhile, before, again, Amary was listening for something and taking off in its direction.
Curious, I started in the direction she had gone, only to nearly run into her as she had been heading back.
Seed's picture

Hyacinth Mini-Stories

I have mini-entries for Seed, and decided that I should do so for Hyacinth, as well. She needs more spotlight, and I'm not good at screenie edits, which is the other way to capture her thought process. But, of course, she's very different from Seed and my other deer, in that she doesn't have an internal monologue so much as a string of images and feelings -- so, in third person, I'll be doing little stories like these to tell about her days. I'm still experimenting, so give me your honest opinions!

7-10-10
She tries on new antlers with help – one deer she has not met, one deer she has, Mister Virgil. The magpie feathers catch the light and glimmer like stormclouds, and they make her smile. She wears them, knowing that she can be recognized as a doe better now. Misako and Mister Virgil sat together very close, in a fuzzy pile. Hyacinth wanted to sit close like that, but didn’t know if it was OK. She eventually decided it was, and sat close to Mister Virgil. The rain was cold and she was warm inside. She slept once, and dreamed of a field of flowers. The flowered burned, the red heads of the blossoms turning into red heads of flame. The smoke smelled like his lab. She trembled with fear until after she woke up and realized where she was. They all ran around in the rain, and Hyacinth put her flowers back on, even as the rain pulled the color from them. When she decided it was time to go, she wasn’t sure if she should nuzzle Mister Virgil and Misako or if it would be rude. She decided she should. Misako, the deer she had not met before, nodded and nuzzled her back. Hyacinth dreamt of warmth as she went to sleep.

There probably will be more...
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