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Hello all :3 /help needed [non TEF]

I know I haven't been active much on here, but I do come in and stalk some blogs every once in a while xD

How are you all? I hope you're doing well and are enjoying your lives.
As for me, I am starting school in two days and I will be a junior in high school. I'm excited, nervous, kind of everything xD
This is the year when my school is going to have us focus on colleges and job options for the future. And I have some thoughts on this subject... and I wanted to share them with you guys and ask for advice because I know a lot of wise people on here and I'm comforted by the fact that I can always turn here for help <3

[warning, I tend to go on tangents especially on this topic, so I apologize ahead of time if this ends up being quite long to read hehe]

So... Ever since I could remember I've always wanted to be a singer. But as I grew up, I decided to be more realistic and changed it to being a therapist or a writer. And now, I realize that nothing gives me more happiness than singing and it's something I really would want to do as a career. But lots of people are telling me that I should just do that on the side and pair it up with another "more professional" career.

I understand that- the concept of having something to fall back on. But in my mind, I know that being an artist, especially now that everyone wants to be noticed and all that, is going to take a lot of hard work and if you want to pursue anything, you must eat, sleep, and drink it. You have to be completely dedicated and work hard. So going to college and pursuing a degree just so I have something to fall back on seems like a waste of money and time.

I personally wouldn't mind living in a crappy apartment, as long as I could make music and it was appreciated, I would be completely content in life.

Also, I have this gigantic fear of the end of the world.

the fawn is going to know the ways of the forest soon

Smiling a fawn looking at grown stags teaches the fawn the ways of how to be a stag of the forest
fawn:me
stags:other players

New to the Forest

Hello, I'm new to the Endless Forest community. I heard about The Endless Forest back in 2009, but I never got around to making an account in the past, leaving me to forget that it existed. Just recently I came across a video on YouTube that happened to be about TEF, reminding me to come back here and try getting into the game.

I love the forest so far and even met a couple of deer and fawns while Red took her first steps. At first, she was nervous and very cautious, but after a moment of introduction, she calmed down and learned to cast antler spells. There's so much exploring to do and so many friends to make. Red's mind fills with excitement and she feels that she might burst like a balloon from it.

Please keep in mind that being a new member means that I haven't yet learned what the various body movements mean. I will be a bit lost about the body language for a while, but I'm sure that both me and Red will catch on after interaction with the other deer in the forest. I have noticed that there are a few glitches, but nothing that can't be tolerated. If you have any hints or tips to share, please do, as I will probably need to know about them in order to reduce any complications I may have while adapting to the game.

New

Hello Everyone!

I'm New to this site, or at least relatively new anyway. My deer, Caddoc, is about to grow up in a few days, and I'm very happy about that. I'm glad to be a part of the community, everyone in this game seems so friendly so far.

Thanks for reading this little spiel.

~Sam
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Pink's Personal Putterings

Hey Imma deer!

So I played this forever and a half ago and my friend got into it so I figured let us frolic together.
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I'm Back!

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Long Way Home

He wasn't a young deer no more. Time had molded his simple frame into that of a well worn traveler. He never settled, always moving, always trying to find his way back to the only place he knew as home.

The forest never beckoned to him. It left no markers of it's existence on the gray world he had stepped into. No secret doors, no hidden stairwells, no paths lined with golden flowers by the Gods.

And this was his task. Simple enough as it was. He alone would have to find the forest. If he could convince the magic that slept beyond the veils of reason then his hooves might once again grace the ageless grass he yearned for. He would never know what he did to please them. He would never understand why he left. He knew of home. He knew of signs and symbols. He knew of masked deer and frolicking fawns. Flower crowns and whispering reeds.

One day he found his long way home.

He found The Endless Forest.
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