To show you all I'm alive! (Like most of you care, lol) And I've been browsing deviantART and its horrors. And doing other things. Also, I feel like sharing something, so why not some art? Which is all I post anyways, soo- Yay. Here's an OC. I've been reading OCs on dA, and good Lord! Most of them are very, very, very stereotypical. I've made an unofficial OC (I only say that because I've never made a ref) that I now present to you all. Here are dem facts. Ziv Taylur is a teenage girl. She is straight (honestly, you expected anything else from me?) but is very rough around people and can't imagine having a boyfriend. Or even having anyone attracted to her in any way. Ziv is a bit edgy, irritable, sarcastic and rather apathetic or overemotional at times. She tends to stay up late and screw around rather than sleep, and this is an important factor in her erratic behavior. Ziv was just that normal kid up the street that no one really noticed. Well, of course she was teased because of her cat ears, but she didn't mind it much and opted to wear hoodies, which quickly became a staple of her closet. Growing up, she didn't feel much acceptance from the other kids and hung around the most accepting group in the school - the troublemakers. Ziv was quick to wear that brand and but got into serious trouble a few times before deciding to quit being in the group years later. She moved on, literally, because she was accepted in a university half way across the country. Ziv, nearly destitute because of plane ticket and tuition fees, and lived with her cousin, Melody Taylur, in an apartment a few blocks away. Ziv works as a barista at a local coffee shop to help pay for her college fees and to immerse herself in the local community. Thoughts from Ziv: "Don't complain to me about your life. I honestly won't give a @#%&. Unless you're my friend. Then I might actually care." "I wish my phone had a higher battery capacity than 100 percent." "I'm not weird. My level of normality just doesn't fit in with your narrow worldview of normalcy." "Good friends are better than gold coins. Even those chocolate gold coins. But bad ones aren't worth their weight in counterfeit pennies. Or rocks."
