Favorite color: Black
Favorite weather: anything cloudy and cold
Bio: I was someone you'd never notice. Just a bike courier delivering packages to folks you'd never know. Until one day....a package found me, then......boom. Five square blocks turned to rubble, vaporizing anyone in its path and at the center of the blast....was me. I laid in the hospital for about four weeks after that incident....and outside wasn't any better. A plague struck, followed by rioting...theft....rape....civilization committing suicide. in a bullshit attempt to contain the biological threat-the federal gov. locked all access in and out of the city, now we're stuck in this cage with these psych- oh wait that’s someone else bio, sounded cool though.
Any way Like I said, I was someone you'd never notice, just another body in the in the crowed. Like all you “Deviants” my talent came to me when I was but a toddler. I crawled into my fathers room and saw him drawing his own characters. This inspired me to draw, like my father. Then , by that time, my paper had scribbles, then the scribbles turned to lines, then the lines became what you see in my folder. As my talents in art grew....so did my temper.
Like Lindsay Lohan's promise to not go to rehab-my temper was short when I was a kid, can't remember what though....maybe that's how made I was. I learned to control my anger by drawing what I felt....and It worked. By middle school I started to draw people, but by that time I was no Leonardo Da Vince. So I took art classes to boost up my talents (Nothing wrong with a little help). After classes I would go home and draw what I learned that same day so it would be stuck in my brain. I spent all my time drawing all through my middle school and fresh man high school years on nothing but drawing.
With my temper controlled and my talents growing....I will live, draw, and BE in a happy life.