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- Nov 26, 1986
- United States
- Deviant for 15 years
- She / Her
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•Birthdate: November 26th, 1986
•Race: Irish-American
•Home state: California
•Likes: Reading, writing, drawing, video games, sushi, fruit, open minded debates and equality in all things.
•Dislikes:Racism, sexism, cooked carrots, fish, arrogance, idiocy because of arrogance and confinement.
Current Residence: Grover Beach, CA
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
Favourite genre of music: Any sort of rock or metal.
Favourite photographer: Don't have one yet.
Favourite style of art: I can appreciate just about anything except "modern art"
MP3 player of choice: Umm...I have an I-Pod.
Favourite cartoon character: Xander from Drawn Together.
Personal Quote: "Be kinder than necessary for everyone you meet is fighting some sort of battle."
•Race: Irish-American
•Home state: California
•Likes: Reading, writing, drawing, video games, sushi, fruit, open minded debates and equality in all things.
•Dislikes:Racism, sexism, cooked carrots, fish, arrogance, idiocy because of arrogance and confinement.
Current Residence: Grover Beach, CA
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
Favourite genre of music: Any sort of rock or metal.
Favourite photographer: Don't have one yet.
Favourite style of art: I can appreciate just about anything except "modern art"
MP3 player of choice: Umm...I have an I-Pod.
Favourite cartoon character: Xander from Drawn Together.
Personal Quote: "Be kinder than necessary for everyone you meet is fighting some sort of battle."
Favourite Visual Artist
Leonardo Da Vinci or Vincent Van Gough.
Favourite Movies
Kiss-Kiss, Bang-Bang.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Avenged Sevenfold, Hoobastank, Sixx: A.M, Sum 41, Evanescence, Fallout Boy, My Chemical Romance.
Favourite Writers
Mark Twain or Edgar Allen Poe. (I like the classics)
Favourite Games
Legend of Zelda
Favourite Gaming Platform
Wii or PC
Tools of the Trade
Inks and pencils.
Other Interests
Drawing, music, World of Warcraft, stories, movies.
Hob-nailed boots clicked noisily on the floor as a guard made his round. Saoirse's rescuer quickly ducked his head back in and there was the familiar snick sound as a long yet narrow double-edged blade appeared to sprout from his wrist. A few moments later the click-clacking guard walked into view. The two cowled figures pressed themselves flat against the wall as the guard walked past carrying a torch to illuminate the dreary hallway. As he passed the assassin quickly sprang onto the back of his attack as he smoothly slipped the hidden blade between the unfortunate guard's ribs while covered the guard's mouth with his free hand. The guard g
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And so there she was. The last of the druid contingent and bound to be tortured and sent to her death; But why? What was the Apple of Eden and why he think they had it? Why was she the last? It took little imagination to wonder if her torture would differ from the others. She was frightened but resolved to fight. To get them to kill her if need be so as to escape that particular fate. It was then that she heard a slight groan and the sound of something heavy being dragged. Was it Oisin? Muscles taut, ears struggling to hear more in the darkness she heard the quiet snick of what sounded like metal running smoothly on metal. She groped half bl
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The cowled figure of Saoirse found herself chained and huddled in a cold dank corner of Diarmait MacMorrough's dungeon. Just a few days prior the cells were filled with her fellow brethren. Together they had watched the days melt into night through a thin ventilation slit far above their heads. By counting the occurrences of the hazy white light filtering through the slit Saoirse reckoned they had been imprisoned for two weeks. Indeed, the cells were once filled but she was alone now and hadn't seen a living person save the occasional Norman guard for three days. Where once there had been the quiet singing of those of the bardic grade there w
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Thanks for the FAV!!!!!
Thanks for the fav! :>
Thanks for the fav! 
thank you for the +faves
Many thanks for the add 
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