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Who Am I?
[The Root Of It All]
Who am I?
Ok, that was melodramatic. This is a kind of "who this person is" page. So, without further addo, here is a summary on your truly...
Bio
what I'm like
Good links
Diary
Real name: Ashley R Crisp (What is the 'R'? I only tell few, if anyone, that)
Age: At time of typing, little over one year of age, in human years 18.
Hight: Er... about 5 feet 10 inches... I think....
Weight: Last time I chacked? over 14 stone. No, I'm not compleatly fat, I just have strong muscles!
Bio
As to my bio, I'm your regular furry (Just), who lives in Hampshire (Hants to the locals) in Southen England. I like it here, and I like me. My early ears are mixed with memories you'll have to mail me about, and amnesia. I do remember learning, however, how to 'talk' to cats and I guess that was my first animal thing. But What is certain is that at the Age of 10, I had a new family. Putting that all aside (Again, you will have to mail me to get more details as it very personal), lets get to the jucy stuff!
As for my history, that was once here, but alas, I feel too exposed with it up. If you do want to hear it, just mail me, I'll prolly tell you anyways!
Who I am
And as to what I am, thats easy and hard. I'm a Dog. A Dalmatian to be precise. But thats not what I ment. I ment what am I like.
Well, the easyest way to think about me or generally get an idea of me is prolly via questions and answers. I guess. Here goes...
Why Furry?
Well, I have a way with animals, and they don't seem as bothered about me. The more wild ones still get either wary or concerned when I'm there, but not as much. Be they Deer, Foxes, birds or others. As well as that, part of my history brought it into me. An old Cat I knew quite well was quite vocal. Frendly cat, and it meowed. After a long time, I lerned it too, and since then I've been getting along with cats real well :)
Whats the deal with your cloths?
Thats something that I imposed on myself. Your probably refurring to the black finger hole gloves, the bandana, ane big (And exceptionally heavy) black coat, the pendants, and the general black/dark grey appernce. Well, let me explain: When it comes to me, I like to know my limit. And then attempt to pust it. With most things, like intellegence and maths, this is easy, but when it came to one thing, my Strength, it wasn't. I am naturally strong. Unfortunatly, this makes me energetic as well. To combat me moving around so much, only the heavyest coat would do. The coat I wear did nicely, as it was heavy, and has silk inside (An addiction of mine...), and is actually older then I am! That way I am always fighting against the weight, and recently, I don't knotice it.
As for the BNandana, that is because I like the feel of it. Occasionally it gives headaches, but I get use to that, and I beleave it strengthens me, to pain. That, and nobody has ever said it dosn't sute me.
The Pendants? Well, thats a good un. I wear two of those, and they link me with two people. The tear shaped one links me with my mother, and the Turtle (Dalmatian Jasper [white]) one links me with a very, very good frend in Denmark. Both have a stone, or pendant to link back. There is also, beleave it or not, a wristlet of leather with a sun in it that links me with my Second Cousen, Hellen, though if she wears it, I know not.
And this leaves me with the black. It's not back. It is all dark grey. A while ago I found out that Dark Grey was better at urban camoflage, as well as rural camo, then back is. So I use balck. It's been useful many a time, I can say!
So, you think your strong?
So I'm told! When people started to look at me with 'the look', I began to ask what is so wrong that I do. Turns out I'm stronger then most people I know. Fun experement for you to compare yourself. My collage bag is useually approximatly 8.4 KG (Average, it does go either way). Get a bag, and make it that heavy. Now, swing it in a wide arc (using one hand) to put it on so that it whacks you in the back. Thats what I do whenever I put on my bag.
Unfortunatly its not all good. I have oftern hurt people mistakenly, physically, and that is frustrating to me. I'm not too bothered when people hurt their arm hitting me in the stomach, they soud think first (Don't ask!), but me hurthing others is bad. On the plus side I can stop fights in no time. Pick em up and walk off :D
Hey, I even got the nickname 'The Wall'! That can't be bad now, can it!
Comon, you can't be infallable. What are you bad at?
Well, there are many things I'm rubbish at, more then there are things I'm good at. And thats not taking into accound my addictions (Not drugs or drinks) or Phobias. Basically put, I have Mild Dyslexia, which is where the brain is somewhat muddled. It was reconised late, too. The thing is, not many people relise it exists, because I dosn't really do that much, but about 1 in 10 people are affected by it. It enhances some things in your head, and messes up others. The old view was the person was compleatly useless and stupid, but now its relised this isn't the case. But that means I can't write that well, reling on computers for people to understand. As well as that I can barley spell at all. Also, I'm heavy, thats not good. I can't run fast. Get the picture?
What?!? You have addictions and Phobias?!?
We all do. Mine are... odd. I'me addicted to labels. Ok, got over your laughter? Well, its the truth. I will not be able to sleep without a label, and thank the Lord that there are plenty of those. Its harmless, so its ok. As for phobias: Yes I have a fair few, and I wil one day overcome them... I hope. I'm deadly fearful of needles, to the point to having fillings without anasthetic. It hurts. A lot. And I have the useual Vertigo, but I'm getting over tat, somewhat. And mosquitoes. But that I'm aso getting over. The list probably goes on...
Are you cute?
Cute? CUTE?!? Well... Keep it to yourself, but yes! I don't really let it be known too much, though its probably out now anyway. Most people never bothered to see if I was cute: They have problems, I isten, I became a frend. But beleve it or not, othough I havent ever, ever snuggled someone in real life, it dosn't mean I wont. Nobody has ever asked or snuggled me. Sure, about 3 hugs, but not one snuggle. Booo hoo! It dosn't get me down :)
So, how do you act in real life?
Well, that depends. Cutting it down the line: If I'm tired, I earn my name 'The Wall', if I'm not tired I'm almost hyper. But, either way I'm the same person, and will do the same thing. It's al in the amounds and speed I'll react. Don't ever, ever be folled by my expressionless face: It may not smile, it may be sad, but I rarly am. Even if I am, I bottle that up.
This has told me nothing! Where can I see what your really like?
Depends on how you want to see me, I guess. I'll give a list as to where I useually am, with sommit saying what I'm like there. Hope that helps...
Pawspace.commons -Useually cute, occasionally not...
New-Talent.net -not cute, lets just say its about the closest I come to PG rated...
Dark Kitsune -Not much at the mo, useually just watching....
Quest -Skarrbag and Ash Combo. Intresting result, Ash won...
Faux Pas Fourm -I just be me, I guess
Guru Dog -Yep, I am Guru Dog!
No. 10 -My home roots Furry wise.
Dyno's Cartoon Hideaway -And my second home roots ;)
Wan't to know more, why not mail me? I'm easy to make a frend of, and increadably loyal!