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- Mar 15
- United States
- Deviant for 11 years
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My Bio
I currently spend most of my time writing a book with my friend or drawing. I would like to say that I am a professional artist, but that would be lying now, wouldn't it? Still, I draw. Also, I apologize if this the single most boring biography ever, but hey, I have to write something. I am working on improving my manga skills, as well as my realism. I am a complete and total Nerdfighter! (See "vlogbrothers" on youtube.) Well, I feel like drawing. Ta-ta for now.
Favourite Visual Artist
Gee, this is tough. Actually, I positively LOVE koyamori. Check them out on DA.
Favourite Movies
Probably Firehouse Dog (I am friends with the director), and I love everything Disney. Also, I love Shrek and Ice Age.
Favourite TV Shows
The Big Bang Theory.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Colbie Calliat, Christina Perri, Taylor Swift and Lady Antebellum.
Favourite Books
Sheesh, this one is REALLY hard. I like the following series: Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Maximum Ride, the 39 Clues, and the Kane Chronicles.
Favourite Writers
JK Rowling, Rick Riordan, James Patterson, and John Green (Even though I've never read any of his books. I know, but it's a Nerdfighter thing.)
Favourite Games
Sly Cooper (For those of you who've never heard of that, he's a raccoon.), Ratchet and Clank, Jak and Daxter, Legend of Zelda, Kid Icarus: Uprising, and Professor Layton.
Favourite Gaming Platform
Either 3DS or PS3.
Tools of the Trade
Pencil for me. Most importantly though: THE ERASER!
Other Interests
Drawing, annoying my younger sisters, writing, sleeping.
If You Crush a Butterfly...
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Golden sunlight filtered through the oak trees onto the soft earth of the forest. A lone deer grazed at the dwindling tufts of grass, remaining alert. His red fur helped him stay hidden among the autumn colors of the meadow. Several miles north, the rest of his herd grazed out in the open, ever careful, ever timid. All was silent that November day. All was calm.
The stag lifted his head, pausing to hear the faint buzzing of a hornet nest, the sweet serenade of the songbirds as they fluttered about, the lonely rustle of the leaves of the trees as a gentle breeze wafted by. He gingerly stepped over a few late roses, careful not to disturb thei
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