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This is my reference for #UndeadApocalypseOCT . For more information, check out my journal .

Here are some more references if you need them: [link] , [link] , [link] , [link]

Edit: Changed my outfit. I might change it back again later depending on how angry I get at my shirt when I'm drawing my audition comics.

AUDITION

Useful Post-Apocalyptic Skills
Good at fishing
Good with a baseball bat
Great memory
Has fired a shotgun
Took Kuk Sool Won lessons for four years
Worked as a student athletic trainer in high school
Has driven a boat , bobcat , and bulldozer
Walks off or laughs at big pain (getting hit in the face, breaking a bone, etc.)
Incredibly decisive and analytical
Understands she doesn’t have to outrun the bear

Post-Apocalyptic Problems
Out of practice with almost everything on the strengths list (Read: not physically strong)
Terrible eyesight like wow
Hates running
Whines about little pains (papercuts)
Can’t cook
Can be a picky eater
Prefers verbal confrontation to physical ones
Can get mentally hung up on things that don’t make logical sense
Afraid of falling (but okay with heights)
Cannot stand being cold

Crash Course in Res

It feels wrong to inform people what to think about me (i so naice, errbody luv me) so I’m going to throw out a bunch of short stories. Draw your own conclusions.

My favorite Disney princess is Jasmine. When I was little, my best friend and I both wanted to be Jasmine for Halloween. We got in a big argument and then I bit her on the face.

I am especially kind to the people who handle my food.

My right pinkie toe is attempting to escape my foot. I’ve broken it twice in the last couple of years. The second time was after I worked as a student athletic trainer so I set it myself. It wasn’t the most incredible show of field medicine but it still made me feel cool.

I draw myself very straight faced because that is how I think of myself. However, I get IRL compliments on two things: my art and my smile. Technically, my smile is my dad’s artwork since he is a dentist.

Even though the TSA will pat 6 year-olds , they consistently skip over me. I’ve been randomly selected to get pat down or put through the big scanner thing but they always either switch me out with someone else or just tell me not to worry about it.

There are crazy genes on both sides of my family. I don’t mean haha crazy. I mean burden on your loved ones, beat to death by the cops crazy. I worry that one day I’m going to wake up and not be myself anymore.

Sometimes, when I’m bored, I’ll say something that’s complete crap solely to see if someone will call me on it. They almost never do.

Every time someone starts adding disclaimers before presenting their artwork, my teachers will give the "if you aren’t good, why am I talking to you" shpeel. I’ve adopted this attitude myself. Whenever I hear someone being self-depreciating, I want to thank them for the warning and leave.

~yurlene told me that I'm going to get AIDs if I keep walking around barefoot.

*zombie-fingers and I are perpetually on the same wavelength. It's freaked us out a few times.

I enjoy learning about pseudosciences since they are full of such strange, fun ideas. I’m not actively trying to prove psychics and greys exist but my perception of reality wouldn’t be shattered if they did. Nature is so weird as is .

When I was in high school, my optometrist sent me to a specialist who informed me that I have the eyes of an 80 year old. I am apparently at a decently high risk for retinal detachment . I started drawing my glasses in place of my eyes around the time I got this news.

This freaked me out with its accuracy.

Feel free to question me about anything I've mentioned. I didn't add anything that I'd be uncomfortable discussing.

Description
This is my reference for #UndeadApocalypseOCT . For more information, check out my journal .

Here are some more references if you need them: [link] , [link] , [link] , [link]

Edit: Changed my outfit. I might change it back again later depending on how angry I get at my shirt when I'm drawing my audition comics.

AUDITION

Useful Post-Apocalyptic Skills
Good at fishing
Good with a baseball bat
Great memory
Has fired a shotgun
Took Kuk Sool Won lessons for four years
Worked as a student athletic trainer in high school
Has driven a boat , bobcat , and bulldozer
Walks off or laughs at big pain (getting hit in the face, breaking a bone, etc.)
Incredibly decisive and analytical
Understands she doesn’t have to outrun the bear

Post-Apocalyptic Problems
Out of practice with almost everything on the strengths list (Read: not physically strong)
Terrible eyesight like wow
Hates running
Whines about little pains (papercuts)
Can’t cook
Can be a picky eater
Prefers verbal confrontation to physical ones
Can get mentally hung up on things that don’t make logical sense
Afraid of falling (but okay with heights)
Cannot stand being cold

Crash Course in Res

It feels wrong to inform people what to think about me (i so naice, errbody luv me) so I’m going to throw out a bunch of short stories. Draw your own conclusions.

My favorite Disney princess is Jasmine. When I was little, my best friend and I both wanted to be Jasmine for Halloween. We got in a big argument and then I bit her on the face.

I am especially kind to the people who handle my food.

My right pinkie toe is attempting to escape my foot. I’ve broken it twice in the last couple of years. The second time was after I worked as a student athletic trainer so I set it myself. It wasn’t the most incredible show of field medicine but it still made me feel cool.

I draw myself very straight faced because that is how I think of myself. However, I get IRL compliments on two things: my art and my smile. Technically, my smile is my dad’s artwork since he is a dentist.

Even though the TSA will pat 6 year-olds , they consistently skip over me. I’ve been randomly selected to get pat down or put through the big scanner thing but they always either switch me out with someone else or just tell me not to worry about it.

There are crazy genes on both sides of my family. I don’t mean haha crazy. I mean burden on your loved ones, beat to death by the cops crazy. I worry that one day I’m going to wake up and not be myself anymore.

Sometimes, when I’m bored, I’ll say something that’s complete crap solely to see if someone will call me on it. They almost never do.

Every time someone starts adding disclaimers before presenting their artwork, my teachers will give the "if you aren’t good, why am I talking to you" shpeel. I’ve adopted this attitude myself. Whenever I hear someone being self-depreciating, I want to thank them for the warning and leave.

~yurlene told me that I'm going to get AIDs if I keep walking around barefoot.

*zombie-fingers and I are perpetually on the same wavelength. It's freaked us out a few times.

I enjoy learning about pseudosciences since they are full of such strange, fun ideas. I’m not actively trying to prove psychics and greys exist but my perception of reality wouldn’t be shattered if they did. Nature is so weird as is .

When I was in high school, my optometrist sent me to a specialist who informed me that I have the eyes of an 80 year old. I am apparently at a decently high risk for retinal detachment . I started drawing my glasses in place of my eyes around the time I got this news.

This freaked me out with its accuracy.

Feel free to question me about anything I've mentioned. I didn't add anything that I'd be uncomfortable discussing.