With a capital Y, sir. Or sirette.
We know each other, yes, but we don’t really seem keen to go into details. I was highly curious about some forum members, and if you are as well, I suggest inviting them over to talk about themselves.
You don’t have to post personal details if you don’t want to. You don’t have to post pictures of yourself. Do not feel obligated to post here if your name is called.
Most importantly, you have no right to abuse of anything you learn here, about -anyone-.
I’ll break the ice, okay?
Who am I?
My Actual Name: Karo. Karo Pelletier-- weird name amirite? That’s because–
Nationality: French Canadian. But I was raised very close to Ottawa, so I picked up English very fast, and I actually find it easier to express myself in it rather than my mother language.
Age: 21, born on February 13th.
Gender: As far as I’m concerned, Female. Some of you may know I don’t really associate with genders though. I think I’ve mentioned that a few times, without going into details. That’s why–
I was always the odd kid. Before I even started school, even. I didn’t like barbies. I liked dinosaurs! And I played video games! I’m pretty sure Megaman was my favourite series for a while, but then I got introduced to things like Demon’s Crest ( SNES ), E.V.O. ( SNES also, can you FEEL the hindsight?! ), and other games in which the protagonist was not as familiar as Mario or Link. That’s right-- they were monsters.
And boy did I love monsters. Even my favourite animals were odd, for a little girl. Snakes, bats, rats and ravens, look, you name it! And as far as I remember, I didn’t -look- odd, so it always came as a surprise when people learned this stuff about me. I digress.
( Pictured: Me, dinosaur lover. )
Videogames were a large part of my life, and even though I had no idea what I wanted to do for a while, in Highschool, I had an epiphany. I wanted to make monsters. For games. That’s why I enrolled in a Cégep, which is a fancy French equivalent to College. There, I went to study 2D/3D animation as well as 3D modelling, along with other traditional artsy stuff. Yeah, I’ve always been drawing, for as long as I remember. Not that I’m exceedingly good at it, it was really a hobby more than anything. I didn’t really like showing my stuff to people, but that kind of changed when I studied in Matane ( city in which I attended Cégep ). Matane is a whopping 12 hour road trip from my home. This was the first time I got disconnected from my friends ( which, well, already kind of felt disconnected by that point, so I guess it wasn’t too bad ). Learned a lot of stuff. Learned to socialise, learned to like myself a bit more-- even though I never finished those studies, I have to say this was hands down my best life experience ever.
( Pictured: Me, annoying the fresh meat on their first Cégep day by being a team rocket grunt and throwing flour at them. Yes, their initiation involved Pokémon. )
And not because it was nice and happy. On the contrary. That’s around the time we found out I had mental issues. It’s not as bad as it sounds, though. I learned that I couldn’t get into any sort of physical relationship-- that was the first step of me figuring out I can’t do the gender thing. Barely holding hands made me feel physically ill. To this day, I’m not too sure why either! But it doesn’t make me sad.
We also learned I had depression. That didn’t develop itself in Cégep, mind you, I just hadn’t noticed before. Crazy how this thing just seeps into you without a sting! I was told it was a chemical imbalance. For a while, I was medicated, but recently I found out that medication numbs my creative side, and although it removes the lows, it also removes the highs of my life.
I made the decision to stop about a month ago, and I have to say, I’ve never been happier. Who knows-- maybe this affliction left me quietly the same way it entered my head? I guess we’ll know later.
Either way. I came back home permanently after mulling it over. But my parents’ place wasn’t for me anymore. That’s why I currently reside with my brother, in our own home, with two housemates. That was probably one of the best decisions I had made in my entire life! I can have pets my mother never allowed me to have before! Mr. Tesla ( Pet Snake ) was the first pet I got once I achieved my independence, and Voodoo ( Pet Ferret ) came about a year and a half later. I love them both so much, but I keep them unaware of each other’s existence-- trust me, it’s better for both of them.
It wasn’t long after I came back from Cégep that our family already had plans for something… big. We wanted to start our own little shop. And we figured what it’d sell pretty quickly-- Microbrewery beers and local fine foods. That opened up about three months ago. Have a picture! You can find me in the middle of the crowd. Not very hard to miss, my hair is like a freakin’ beacon of light.
I think this pretty much covers my life story. For now.
Any questions? No?