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Game Discussion / FeralHeart and social skills
« on: November 18, 2018, 08:50:45 pm »
(I wasn't sure if this would go under Forum or Game Discussion, but I figured it had more to do with the game, so yeah :P)

So, I think it's safe to assume that a lot of the people on here are introverts. Some may even have full-on social anxiety (heyo! *raises hand*). Whatever the case, a lot of us find a safe social outlet here, both in-game and on the forum. But I've been wondering, what other benefits could we be taking away from this community? I guess what I'm asking is:

Do you think FeralHeart has improved your real-life social skills?

For me personally, I'd say yes. I mean, I'm still pretty reserved, but I think FeralHeart has helped teach me how to be a little bolder in initiating conversations with people I don't know. And, when I do initiate a conversation, I've found it easier to settle on a topic that interests both of us. These improvements have been subtle, but they're definitely there. So, have you guys had similar experiences?

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Ask Me / Ask Tommi!
« on: November 10, 2018, 09:35:56 pm »
Hello yes I am Tommi, formerly known as Zealot. I'm making my return to FH after three years of absence, with the hope of completely reinventing my presence here. I didn't really give a full description of who I am in my Introduction post, so I figured I'd let you guys decide what you want to know about me. So, all you curious cats, canines, cryptids, et cetera, get asking!

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Introduction / It's been eighty-four years...
« on: November 09, 2018, 10:10:32 pm »
Well, actually it's been three-ish years, but that's still a long heckin' time to be away! I suppose I should give an explanation,
 but the truth is, I don't really have one. I guess I just drifted away from FH and the community as I prepared to enter the world of adulthood. But I've decided that the world of adulthood is just too scary for me, so here I am again!

I doubt anyone here even remembers me at this point, so I might as well re-introduce myself entirely. Also, after logging back in and seeing all the cringy stuff past-me left behind, it'd probably be best if I just pretend that I'm a completely different person. Well, here goes:

I'm TouchOfMadness. I used to go by "Zealot" here on the forums, but I'm gonna do away with that. Maybe I'll think up some other, better nickname in the future (I'm open to suggestions!). I played FeralHeart from 2013 to 2015, back when I was an awkward teen starving for social interaction. Fast-forward three years, and now I'm a slightly less awkward college student who, on a nostalgic whim, decided to dust off her old account and see what's changed. And wow, things HAVE changed! Completely different maps, different music tracks, a revamped Bonfire Island with actual bonfires! I'm really glad to see that this community is still going strong after all this time. I really enjoyed my time here, and now I think I'd like to enjoy some more.

So, what do you say? Will you welcome this prodigal daughter back into your ranks?

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Game Discussion / New roleplay plot idea. Opinions?
« on: July 20, 2015, 05:54:02 pm »
This is just an idea for a roleplay plot that I've been formulating, and I want to put it out here and maybe get some feedback. :)

So, I'm both a theatre nut and an English literature nut. And where do those two things meet? Shakespeare! What if there was a roleplay whose storyline included adaptions of the plots of Shakespeare plays? Plays such as "Hamlet", "Henry V", and even "Much Ado About Nothing" would be likely candidates. Now, obviously the plots would be adapted to fit the roleplay and those in it, and, of course, you wouldn't have to speak in Shakespearean English (unless you want to, which would be perfectly fine...and completely awesome). There would still be  independent roleplay; the Shakespeare would only make up part of the central plot. I'm not doing a very good job at explaining this, am I? -_-'

What do you think? Are you a fan of Shakespeare? Does this seem like it might work, maybe even be fun? Have you ever seen a roleplay similar to this? What type of roleplay (wolf, lion, etc.) do you think this would best fit in? Am I rambling pointlessly? Do you want me to stop talking now? Okay.

*I just realized that this might be in the wrong board. If it is, can a mod/admin please move it to where it belongs? Thank you very much. ^^

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Game Discussion / Things we just can't resist doing
« on: July 19, 2015, 01:56:07 am »
No matter how hard we try to be normal, upstanding citizens of FeralHeart, there are some things we just can't resist doing. Here are some of my examples:

-Jumping off Ascension Island and teleporting home just before you hit the ground.

-F3ing into the sky just to see how high you can go.

-F3ing into people's faces until you have bug-eyed monstrosities.

-Sitting atop the walls of Ficho Tunnel.

-Leaping like a graceful dolphin across any expanse of water.

So, what things can you not resist doing in the wide wonderful world of FeralHeart?

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Forum Discussion / When you post a new topic...
« on: February 24, 2015, 12:44:20 am »
After you post a new topic on any board, what do you do? Do you anxiously await the first reply, or do you just leave it for others to enjoy? If there are no replies after a while, do you begin to fear that everyone thinks your topic is stupid? *raises hands* Guilty. Posting a new topic for me is like shaking the contents of my mind out onto a billboard. In fact, I'm already wondering if this topic is stupid and a waste of time. Anyone else?

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Forum Discussion / FeralHeart Dictionary
« on: February 17, 2015, 11:52:02 pm »
Every place has its own unique language, accent, dialect, and even individual words, and phrases. Our very own FeralHeart is no exception. There are certainly words and phrases here that you won't see anywhere else, and may appear absolute gibberish to the casual observer. So, I thought I'd start a topic where we can all enter any strange, funny, and absolutely crazy words and expressions we find on a regular basis throughout the wondrous lands of FeralHeart.

For example:
Floof (noun)-one who inhabits or is otherwise associated with FeralHeart. Variations: Floofy, Floofie, Floofer.

Let's keep the words comin'!

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Ask Me / Ask ~Zealot~
« on: February 14, 2015, 03:14:54 am »
*hides behind bulletproof glass* Ok, ask away!

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Member Bio & Journals / Syne's Journal [Updated 7/17/15-I'm back!!]
« on: January 02, 2015, 12:50:38 am »
  Not a very original title, but meh. Welcome to my journal! What better time to start a journal than the start of a new year? I've tried to keep a journal in the past, but never made it past the first or second entry. Let's hope that I don't fail this time. (Well, at least I'll hope. You can curse the very moment I decided to write this, if you so desire.) Anyways, I'm going to start off by giving a little background information on things like my circumstances, recent events in my life, etc. So, here I go.

   As I've said in my bio, I am a seventeen-year-old girl living in the United States. My life thus far has been very blessed. I am immeasurably grateful that I have a loving, caring family with a stable, healthy home situation. Then of course there's my group of caring, loyal friends. Both my family and friends have supported me my entire life, and I am so thankful for that seemingly simple thing. I am now in my junior year at a small private school with a classical curriculum (SO much better than public school's Common Core), and it has and continues to equip me with essential skills such as Logic/Rhetoric (learning how to form proper, logical arguments and present them effectively when speaking publicly), Civics (the structures of different types of governments), and Latin (ok, so maybe learning to write and speak a dead language isn't all that helpful). I am also a singer, and I take operatic voice training at a prestigious musical conservatory, and so far I'm doing pretty well. I am thankful to have had a fortunate and adventurous life so far, and I truly believe that I am prepared to greet the rest of my life ahead of me.

   2014 had it's rough spots. Quite a few people close to myself and my family passed away. There seemed to be nothing but stories of savagery, death and despair when you turned on the news. Numerous other personal issues berated myself, my friends and family this past year. However, now it is a new year, and hopefully a new start. I decided my first step in that new start would be beginning this journal. I suppose I should end here for now, but look for new updates every couple of days or so. Have a happy New Year! When we say these words again in 2016, it is my hope and prayer that we can look back at 2015 and say, "We had a great year."

January 5, 2015
  Today was my first day back to school since winter break. Even though it was only two weeks, it felt like a lifetime since I'd seen most of my friends, and I enjoyed catching up with them. I reluctantly received an overly enthusiastic hug from one of my friends, listened to another as she fumed about recent events on The Legend of Korra, and basically just derped around for a while. When the locker room got too noisy (seriously, it is a tiny room packed with about 20 girls ranging from 7th to 12th grade), I crossed the hallway to a classroom, and hunkered down there till classes started.

   The first part of the day went by smoothly, but halfway through Civics class, my nights of staying up till four in the morning during break were catching up with me. Soon, rolling haze seemed to blur my vision, and my teacher's words seemed to melt together into senseless gibberish. She seemed to be talking about two opposing views in American government. What's new there? Why can't people...-yawn-...just get...along...relax...sleeeeeeeeeep...
  
   "Megan? Please pick your head up off the desk." My teacher stared at me with half-exasperation, half-concern. I stared back blankly in dismay. I fell asleep? I never fall asleep in class! I managed to stay more-or-less awake for the rest of the class, though I don't remember a thing of what we learned.

   Luckily, lunch was next, and I spent it curled up on the floor in the corner of the locker room, my head buried in my sweatshirt. My contentment was short-lived, as soon I remembered what class I had next. Pre-Calculus. The Trigonometry unit. Oh dear...

   It was no use. I fought to pry my eyes open, but nothing made sense to me. Several times I found myself on the cusp of dreaming, but I'd pull myself away and try to wake myself up. I was at one point caught in a strange limbo between being asleep and awake, where I felt as though I was inside a small cave or den, with the opening high above my head, and I kept trying to stretch up and peer out and get a glimpse of reality. It was quite a surreal experience. My ever-patient and ever-forgiving Pre-Calc teacher noticed my comatose state, and actually let me sleep through the class. However, I do remember opening my eyes slightly to see him writing sine and cosine values backwards on the board. I'm not sure whether it was my imagination or if he was playing a joke on me. Still, I thanked him profusely at the end of class, and walked away promising myself that I would get a good night's sleep tonight.

January 10, 2015 (WARNING: VERY VERY LONG)
  I probably should have written this on Saturday when it ACTUALLY happened, but I was just too tired and since then have been busy with projects and midterms.

   So, I mentioned that I am taking voice lessons at a musical conservatory (Wait...I didn't? *edits furiously*). I began my study there this past summer, and, while I still have A LOT to learn, I have improved significantly. However, this past Saturday put that to the test. It was the day of my first recital at the conservatory.

   There were many reasons that made me so terribly nervous for this day. Firstly, it was the Saturday following the first week of school after break, and I was still trying to remember how to use the fleshy thing in my skull called a brain (I'm still trying to remember, really). Secondly, as schools were closed for break, so was the conservatory, and so I hadn't had a lesson in three or four weeks. Thirdly, one of the songs I was performing for the recital was in French. I'm not good at French.

   In spite of my constant anxiety and fervent protests, January 10th arrived, and, whether I liked it or not, I was going to stand on that stage and sing. When I arrived, my voice teacher found me and directed me to a practice room where about twenty other students were busy with vocal warm-ups or poring over their sheet music. There are three voice teachers who work at the conservatory, and they each had all their students here to perform. I noticed that the other students tended to socialize mainly with others who took lessons from the same teacher. I am one of only three students who take lessons from my teacher, but I was happy to be in a small group. I sat with them, took out my sheet music, and quietly practiced my French until it was my turn to perform.

   I was second to last in the lineup, so I had an hour before it was my turn to take the stage. My heart beat harder with every passing minute. What if I mess up the timing? What if I forget my words? What if I look like a complete idiot? One of the other students I had been talking to had assured me that there was nothing to worry about, but still these thoughts ran through my head. Eventually, I realized with a sickening jolt that it would soon be time for my performance, and I rose and scurried across the hall to the door that led backstage.

   When backstage, I could more clearly hear the songs of the other students as they performed. How could I ever match those beautiful voices? With that last thought, I took a shuddering breath, put on a mask of confidence, and strode on stage. The recital hall really was lovely. It looked to be from the 1920's or 30's, with a high arching ceiling above the stage and sconces adorning the walls of the seating beyond. There was even a large tapestry hanging from one wall. I assumed my position near the grand piano, and the pianist took her cue to begin playing. Well, here goes nothing, I thought, and opened my mouth.

Plaisir d'amour, ne durre qu'un moment,
Chagrin d'amour durre toute la vie...

  The French now flowed surprisingly easily, and before I knew it I finished, and the audience applauded. The pianist began to play the intro of my second song, "The Lass from the Low Countree." (Yes, "countree" is the correct spelling in the song.)

Oh, he was a lord of high degree,
And she was a lass from the Low Countree,
But she loved his lordship so tenderly...
Oh, sorrow, sing sorrow!
Now she sleeps in the valley where the wildflowers nod,
And no one knows she loved him but herself and God.

  The sweet mournful melody rolled from my throat. I always loved the emotions of this song. I concluded the last note as the piano cords faded to nothing, and the sound was replaced by another round of applause. Weak from relief, I gave a quick bow and exited the stage.

   That night, I lay in bed still smiling. Whether it was the recital or the sweet deliciousness of the Chinese food my family and I ate afterwards, I'm not sure, but I knew I could honestly say that I had an amazing day. One recital concluded. Next up, the NATS Competition auditions in March!

P.S. If you actually read to the end of this, I am so sorry XD)

February 13, 2015
Oh, look, I'm already forgetting to update this. -_- This isn't exactly an update on my life, but more like an apology for my horrid inactivity over the past month. I decided to take a little hiatus so I could focus on school and extracurriculars. Well, I just made this little note to announce that I'm back, and you'll probably see me posting around the forums again. In fact, I'm about to post an "Ask Me" topic, so feel free to stop by and drop whatever questions your little heart desires. Hope to see you around! *bounds away to the Ask Me thread*

March 6, 2015
So recently I have considered changing my forum nickname. The reason for this is that I came to the realization that the word "zealot" carries some negative connotations that I did not previously know of. Also, the name in any context does not really describe me, and is rather pointless. So, I'll be changing my forum nickname to...*insert dramatic music* "Synesthete"! *old professor voice* Synesthete is a term for people with the rare mental disorder synesthesia, which casues those affected to perceive certain sensory stimuli with another sense (for example, seeing colors when you hear music, or experiencing tastes when you touch something. I myself am a synesthete so the name does fit me and, as far as I know of, doesn't have any negative meanings! Huzzah!

July 17th, 2015
Holy crap, it's been over four months?! Well, I'm just writing this to say that I'M BACK! It has been a long, eventful four months and I really don't feel like going over EVERYTHING that's happened (mostly more singing stuff), so I'm just gonna leave it at this: I'm so excited to be back on FeralHeart, and I can't wait to see everyone again! I might even make it to the Summer Party this evening...

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Game Discussion / K9 Police Unit Roleplays?
« on: December 31, 2014, 06:26:56 pm »
I've noticed a lot of K9 characters running around recently. I first saw one advertising for their K9 police roleplay in Bonfire, and now I see a whole bunch of K9's scattered about, not just in Bonfire but in other public maps such as Fluorite and South Pole. I even joined one out of curiosity, and found myself thoroughly bored. Has anyone else noticed this? Is it just one massive roleplay group, or is it just a passing trend? Any personal opinions on the roleplay itself?

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