Initially I wasn't gonna do this, but what the hell.
My story's kinda uninteresting. I started out bored on an afternoon in I think April. Just kinda browsing the internet, I came upon some artwork by one of the first people I followed, TamarinFrog
, who at the time was BehindTG. I made an account so I could comment on something they made. And I just kinda hung around after that. I wasn't sure what to do originally, so I made a few feeble attempts at writing a story, none of which I kept up with. After a while, I discovered the dA chats, which is where a majority of my followers know me from, and where unbeknownst to me, I'd soon meet my closest friends.
Cut forward a few months; in the #devart chatroom I hung out in, I met randompurplekitty
, and jazmine6869
, and we formed a small but enjoyable roleplay group in a chat we made. However, as people tend to do, we drifted apart after a while. Jaz was the first to leave, and Popa followed a while after, but by then a few other repeat visitors had joined our group, and things continued on like that for a while.
At some point in time, I wandered into #Foomchat, where I currently hang out. The regulars there became my close friends, and the two groups I was part of sorta started to merge together a bit. Somewhere along the line I met Kyuzeth
, who at the time was Darkhuaza517. We became roleplay partners, and made a chat of our own. BraveTamerMicko
, currently another one of my closest friends, joined that group, as did Kevin who's changed usernames a few times now and is no longer on dA. That group's still mostly together to this day, so yeah.
Anyway, throughout this whole adventure I developed my writing, usually by just writing down what I happened to be feeling at the time. Just generally venting and stuff. So that's I guess the art aspect of this whole thing. Moving on!
Over the summer of last year, three of my close friends parted from the Foomchat group and from my life rather angrily. At around the same time, a former Foomchatter who'd stopped visiting returned, and is currently someone I relate to and love a lot. I have a lot to thank her for, and she's just an amazing person to be around, even if she doesn't realize it sometimes. WritingOwl
, as her name suggests, is also a writer, and I admire a lot of her work. It's worth reading, so yeah shameless plug for her. Moving on.
I guess the part of deviantART that's been most important to me over the roughly three years of existing here isn't the art. It's the people. For much of my life I felt oddly displaced, sort of detached from things. I was naive about a lot of things, and I didn't really know what to do with myself most of the time. I know that the people I've met and befriended have changed me in a lot of ways, and mostly (hopefully?) for the better. I like to think that because of them, I've grown and matured as a person, and I appreciate all of them for that.
The people who didn't get directly mentioned are still important I'm just a bad storyteller and this whole ordeal has gone on for long enough so yeah. You know who you are, and I love y'all.