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Sometimes I wonder why I even try.
Why do we try to change?
Why do we try to fix things that we just cannot fix?
Why do I go ou of my way to help people?
Why do they want me to change.
I don't want to change.
I wont change.
Not for them.
Not for you.
Not for anyone.
I am me for a reason.
A monster.
A master.
A slave..

"A man choses. A slave obeys." -Andrew Ryan (Bioshock)

So what will you do?
Be a slave?
Or be its master?
The choice is yours.
The path that you go is only made by you.
Therefore, I rant on for nothing more then my own enjoymet.
I can see you little moth.
Go closer to the fire now.
But be careful..
It will singe off your wings..
And you'll fall to the ground, burning alive.
But you wont feel it.
It will prick at you..
And you'll tremble.
And quite possibly even laugh.
I don't know little moth, you decide.
Flap flap little moth.
Your time is almost up.

Screw you.
Screw all you FUCKING doubters.
All the judgemental ones.
The world would be a better place without the likes of you here.

* * *

So everyone wanted my fursona.
Here she is in all her glory.
I don't now if I like.
But I'm pretty sure I do.
A LOT.
Except the stomach.
Plus, I want to make her have some general markings.
She's got multicolored eyes.

MULTICOLORED EYES.

One blue.
One red.

Can't do much more writing.
Mom is kicking me off her computer. :/

Comments on colors or something?
She's got like..a gelled mowhawk in the back by the way. Just incase you were wondering. :3 Yeah.
You can't really see it.

Scarf and goggles are optional.

Art (c) Zikki

My fursona.
Finally.
I wonder if I will be satisfied with this one.

[EDIT]: I will probably make her have an eye changing problem in her left eye depending on her mood. So liek...yeah, heads up for that if you intend to draw her anytime soon, ask which color.

Description

Sometimes I wonder why I even try.
Why do we try to change?
Why do we try to fix things that we just cannot fix?
Why do I go ou of my way to help people?
Why do they want me to change.
I don't want to change.
I wont change.
Not for them.
Not for you.
Not for anyone.
I am me for a reason.
A monster.
A master.
A slave..

"A man choses. A slave obeys." -Andrew Ryan (Bioshock)

So what will you do?
Be a slave?
Or be its master?
The choice is yours.
The path that you go is only made by you.
Therefore, I rant on for nothing more then my own enjoymet.
I can see you little moth.
Go closer to the fire now.
But be careful..
It will singe off your wings..
And you'll fall to the ground, burning alive.
But you wont feel it.
It will prick at you..
And you'll tremble.
And quite possibly even laugh.
I don't know little moth, you decide.
Flap flap little moth.
Your time is almost up.

Screw you.
Screw all you FUCKING doubters.
All the judgemental ones.
The world would be a better place without the likes of you here.

* * *

So everyone wanted my fursona.
Here she is in all her glory.
I don't now if I like.
But I'm pretty sure I do.
A LOT.
Except the stomach.
Plus, I want to make her have some general markings.
She's got multicolored eyes.

MULTICOLORED EYES.

One blue.
One red.

Can't do much more writing.
Mom is kicking me off her computer. :/

Comments on colors or something?
She's got like..a gelled mowhawk in the back by the way. Just incase you were wondering. :3 Yeah.
You can't really see it.

Scarf and goggles are optional.

Art (c) Zikki

My fursona.
Finally.
I wonder if I will be satisfied with this one.

[EDIT]: I will probably make her have an eye changing problem in her left eye depending on her mood. So liek...yeah, heads up for that if you intend to draw her anytime soon, ask which color.