Favorite genre of music: Mix up. I don't really lean heavily toward one thing. Whatever really catches my interest? From Classical to EDM. It's a very odd taste in music.|
Favorite style of art: I look for good sketches, quality coloring and nicely done shading. While I'm mostly a Digital kind of commissioner, I will buy Traditional from time to time.
MP3 player of choice: IPhone. I don't even think they make MP3s anymore XD
Color of choice: I like the color white, black, grey, silvery and blue colors. Punk orange, purple and pink are the only ones I don't care for.
Favorite cartoon character: Is anime a cartoon? I'll watch random stuff now and then. Still a lover of Pokemon and I've gotten into watching some Steven Universe.
Favorite TV series: I like the Walking Dead, Strain and a few other shows. Trying to spread myself out a little, but my love will always be crime shows. Law and Order FTW!
Favorite Movies: Star Wars and Harry Potter are my top favs. I also enjoy Jurassic Park, anything Disney (because who doesn't?), Dreamworks, Marvel and anything along those lines. Spirited Away is another favorite that I really do enjoy.
Favorite Video Games: Damn, that is a hard one. I'm more the casual gamer. I enjoy things like Pokemon, Fantasy Life, Resident Evil, Half Life, Borderlands and Dragon Age. ARK is my new love. <3 Really enjoy it. I also enjoy playing shooters and exploring types of games. Not much for racing or sports. Never really been good at those.
Favorite animal: Guinea pigsssss~ But I also love cats, dogs, horses and snakes. Fantasy animal would be Guardian Lion Dogs or ShiShi, dragons and kitsune foxes. Who doesn't love those types of imaginary creatures?
What do you do for a living? Currently working retail. I would rather not say since there are a few people on this site who'd do what they could to get me fired from my work.
Why do people dislike you? Because no one can think outside their ass. While there most likely people who do hate me, I usually ignore them. It's best to move on from those types of people and enjoy life how it is.
RoF: PracticalitiesCassandra thought, rather dolefully, that Ryan and Halli did not make for very chatty riding partners as they passed their first inukshuk, the giant structure looming over them at the side of the path. Neither of them was inclined to talk unless it was absolutely necessary, and while she could tell the difference between when Ryan was upset and when he was simply being his usual talkative self, she wasn’t sure if Halli was annoyed at being saddled with them for this Rite of Fortitude, or if that was how she normally acted. The tokota she rode was very handsome, with a rich black coat and bright blue eyes. She had informed them at the very beginning that he was not actually her own tokota, but that his handler was unable to embark upon this journey at the moment; Cassy had thought this quite odd, but she hadn’t commented on it. Halli had brought a second tokota, a greying tawny female by the name of Cedar, to carry their packs and supplies, something that Cassandra could def
[RoF] Beautiful Things Day One: Beginning
Cassandra was more than reluctant to be taking Tazzy Devil out for the rite of fortitude. He was, by nature, a little pup, and he had to be focused if he was going to complete this rite. They had so far gone in the order they had needed to. With the Rite of Merit being done before the Rite of Fortitude, but it was for exactly this reason. Cass simply was not sure if he was ready for this. The Tokota was certainly a stud, and she wanted to be able to breed him, but she did not know if it would be worth letting him run loose in the woods for almost a week.
Despite her reluctance, they were up and ready early in the morning on the day of the start of the journey. Both Tazzy Devil and Cass were yawning wildly as they got dressed, tacked up, packed, and ready to go. They were not used to getting up this early; Cass had gotten them both up at 4 AM when her alarm went off to make sure they would both be ready for
[Hunt] Billy Goat's Gruff Yamaha woke to the sight of a short-furred muzzle being shoved into his, and that was not particularly something he felt like waking up to. The dun piebald yawned and groaned, rolling over in the hay onto his back and looking up at the Sphinx who had so rudely woken him up from his nap. Ruckus’s tail was wagging back and forth happily, and her eyes were gleaming, which could not mean anything good, at least in Yamaha’s experience. He groaned and tried to roll over to go back to sleep, but Ruckus prodded him with a paw, keeping him from getting any peace.
“Get up, Yamaha,” the Sphinx teased in a sing song voice. “You gotta get up, you’ve been sleeping all day!”
“Yeah, at least I wasn’t causing any trouble, which is more than I can say for you,” the half-mane grumbled, rolling onto his back with his legs splayed out. Yamaha peered at Ruckus through the hay.