Here’s my little Zackary with his shota cute self. See I told that last picture was crap D:
I love the side view of him even though he looks sooo much older… and Smexy. I haven’t really practiced my more realistic style of drawing so I’m glad I had time to doodle this in class. I need to draw a real picture of him today in his little outfit I’m dying to do it X3!
I worked all day on his back-story today and a wanted to add more details to it like his surroundings and such but this is like a first draft kind of thing. I’ll improve and add more things to it later when I do the final drafts of all the characters.
Here’s his Bio and back-story!
• Character Name: Zackary
• Age: 6 months (looks about 10 years old in human form)
• Sex: male
• Likes: the color black, attention, collars, spikes, gothic stuff, EGL, Japan, studs, cookies, fish, flavored milk, honey, sugar, sweets, cup cakes, rock candy, visual kai fashion, guitars, getting in trouble
• Dislikes: pink, ruffles, girly stuff, anything less then sweet, girls, being bored, being alone,
• Favorite foods: red velvet cup cakes, hot milk with honey, milk chocolate, red fruits, any kind of fish, ice cream sundaes
• Least favorite food: raw lemons and limes,
Back-story: Zackary was the runt of the litter of an ally cat and always had to fight for food and for attention. As he got older he learned to fight off his bigger siblings and stand his ground which caused him to but a bit cold hearted and a hog for attention. One night when Zackary and his family were sleeping an unknown group of people had gathered them in a box and carried them off. Zackary was alarmed, scared and didn’t know what to do. The whole family of cats started mewing and clawing at the box till it ripped under them.
Zackary and his family scattered everywhere out of panic. While the mother cat tried to get as many of her children to safety many ran out of site. Confused and distressed Zackary didn’t have enough time to avoid the hand that quickly grabbed the scarf of his neck to take him away from his family forever. Zackary swatted his small claws around himself as his dangled from the tight grip but it was of no use. He couldn’t reach any part of the persons hand or arm. He worked his petite body till it was out of energy and almost lifeless. His eyes got heavy and started going down like curtains at the end of a play. He was frighten of what he might see if he closed his eyes but he couldn’t help it, he shut is eyes to get some rest.
In an instant a shock of fiery pain ripped though his body. He let out a screeching cry and struggled to move but felt heavy hands around his body and legs. He wondered what happened to him and why but was in such a terror his couldn’t pin point where the pain emitted from. He swarmed, panted and cried. When person’s hands released Zackary, he instinctively lifted his left back leg to feel a cold metal earring though his thin ear. It stung to the touch but he was persistent on what exactly what this thing was in his ear.
When Zackary looked up he saw a young college boy with a numerous piercings ready to grab him again. Before the young man could get a grip of him Zackary hissed loudly with his fur standing up on end. The college student jerked his hand back a bit giving Zackary enough time to jump down from the tall table. He hit the soft throw rug that recoiled his body up slightly. He scrabbled to the closest tightest stop he could find and squeezed his little body into it. The guy constantly tried to reach his hand to get Zackary but he would scratch and hiss at him each time.
They heard the door knob rattle and the door swing open. The guy got from up his knees and greeted the other young man. Zackary moved swiftly and jetted out of the door and into the street. Luckily, no cars were racing down the road so Zackary ran even faster and faster till his little legs gave out on him. He laid his body down the nasty cold wall to finally catch his breath.
Soon after he felt a cold drop of water hit his nose and an army of raindrops followed. Frustrated and irritated his picked up his tired body and walked down the street. Looking after one back way to another his body was soaked and dripping. He shook his body to relive the excess water and turned around to the next corner to see a clean box. Zackary dashed into the cardboard box and settled in. Tired, wet and troubled thinking about not seeing his family again he laid his head between his soft paws and went to sleep.
