Okay so i figured how to sign up, im a fawn now and i have a pictogram, but how do i save my outfits, yes i went to network and i save them it said they saved but 20 seconds later they dissapear, so idk is that only for fawns? if it is plz tell me and if not tell me how to properly save! plz i need u help!
hi everyone well i wanted 2 get 2 know some of u and to do that u guys need 2 know me
i love football i want 2 be the first girl in the NFL, i am trying to be a shaman, i believe in Egyptian gods and goddesses not just one god i also want to be a author, i have a boyfriend names griffin, and my favorite food is well i don't really have one but i am a vegetarian, and if i become really good friends with someone i will let them know my spirit animal, tell me about your selves in the comments peace out!
Please remember that this character is still in the development phase. Because of this his interactions will be inconsistent and may be brief. We are still finding out who he is. Please also remember that muse is fleeting, so I may not continue an RP if I don't like where it is going. Please do not be offended, as I don't mean offense unless I let you know.
H everyone i'm trying to name my deer and the pictogram but it wont work, i got registered and got sent the eamil back and activated my accout but whenever i go on the game the pictogram wont show up plz help!
okay since I have this game I'm going to get IW but I'm having trouble getting a IT server? and I'm having a problem getting an IT server if u can help me great if not u can use this as a little chat thing or what evs i just need help.... I'm not really good with computers hehe =)
~ This is beginning Quetzalcoatl's journey. As I have only just joined, he is still a fawn. I would like to document his life the way I fictionalize it, from beginning to end. Perhaps if I make some friends along the way, they will be featurd as well. Bear with my wild side. :3 Comments appreciated.
-- ONE --
There was, of course, the dawn, as much as there was the day. It shone upon the green-speckled ground like a layer of newness; it coated what had once been coated in black with a white, gleaming, shining white, and it expelled from the earth the impurities that had settled upon it in the nighttime. The sun was brilliant, blinding, as it moved gently above the horizon, smiling down upon the earth like it was greeting a long lost friend. And the earth accepted it as a friend, for it wanted to forget the hours of cold it had spent.
The sun's wide yellow rays traced arcing patterns across the landscape, cutting into the dirt with beams of light, shining brightly upon what had once been dark. A ray fell upon a small, hollow log, and that is where our story begins.
The log was not large, but certainly big enough for a fawn. It smelled slightly of mildew and had the distinct odor of abandonment; though the fawn inside did not yet know it, this feeling encompassed him as well. The gentle warmth stirred him from slumber, and he awoke with the bleary-eyed innocence that is to be expected of all children. From birth he had been taught to love the sun and all things holy; the golden warmth of it stirred in him a feeling of contentment. He moved from the log and stood, unfolding his slender limbs. His expression was one of bewildered happiness. He had awoken to beauty, but he was alone. Where were his parents?
This is not the story of an orphan abandoned, rising from the ashes and conquering life's trials. This is the story of a young fawn, helplessly thrust into the dark world with only a vision of the sunlight in his eyes.
It's just an experiment of mine. I wrote this myself, in my own version, but I went by the book of Genesis as a reference. Poetry does not always need to rhyme, so I gave that a thought.
Pride. Evil. Conceit.
A place too purely perfect for dark presences
An epic argument between two entities
Good and Evil
The winner was to expel the looser
Everyone knew that Good would win; it always does
It was then that the angel fell,
Taking admirers with him.
Evil he was, and so became his followers.
The Earth and all its brightness, glory, excellence
Would forever spoil.
Two humans
One demon-possessed reptile
And a test of trust
Cunning, trickery, deceit
"Just one bite", said it, "and you will know what He knows."
A lie, Eve accepted
She bit the accursed fruit
The fate of the planet then befell him,
Adam.
His choice would change the world
And so it did.
Fear, shame, dismay
Into darkness the planet plunged
Altering, polluting, dying
All its inhabitants would suffer the consequences
Sorrow filled the Maker's eyes
He never meant for this to happen
He had hoped they would make the right decision
Someday, He knew, all this would be repaired.
So a plan he began to formulate,
As mankind started filling the blank pages of history.
