I'm sort of a combination between a pixel artist and a poet/short story writer.
And sometimes some other stuff here and there.
Scenes On The Cutting Room Floor Of Memory It was times like these he wished that he didn’t care so much. Wished he didn’t lack the ability to make Roger see reason. Wished every evening weren’t spent dreading a phone call that might one day inform him that Roger had done something completely stupid, like picking the wrong fight, or gotten hit by a car, or worse—that he’d managed to overdose.Scenes On The Cutting Room Floor Of Memory  by MandraKara
Roger didn’t worry about these things for some reason that Mark could never possibly begin to comprehend. Roger didn’t particularly give a shit about anything these days. Except smack. And sometimes April when they were both in the mood and not itching for another fix.
--But mostly smack. At least, that was the impression Mark was frequently left with.
It was thereby related concerns that had drawn Mark out of the loft that night, onto the streets to track his junkie room mate down and drag him home. He hadn’t the faintest clue where April had vanished off to when he found Roger trashed and l
Fathers Day angst [Connor drabble] Connor hadn’t a clue what precisely it was that had drawn him back to this place. One major life-altering event and a whole new set of memories later but this was where his thoughts still jumped back to. Perhaps because even in the comfort of being handed everything he’d ever dreamed of, the truth continued to haunt him. Connor Reilly wasn’t the one who was standing there over the makeshift gravestone that symbolized the burial site.Fathers Day angst [Connor drabble] by MandraKara
“Hello Father.” It was an echo of the past; Steven’s voice. It contrasted Connor’s to a point where they truly could have been two different people. Steven’s tone was monotonous, devoid of emotion. The pronunciation had slid back into its old formal English pattern. Perhaps with the two separated sets of memories they could be considered different personality states.
“Happy Father’s Day.” He manag
Nickname: MK, or anything you'd like to call me, just don't call me 'Mandra', my account nickname is MK
Sexual Orientation: Aromantic Gray Asexual
Date of Birth: 10/15/91 (*I accidentally wrote 10/10/91 when I signed up because I'm brilliant, SO IGNORE THAT.*)
Are you an artist?: Not really, I'm not passionate enough about it. I ended up on DA because of Nik and I've been here for seven years, why quit now?
What does 'MandraKara' mean?: Mandra Kara (two names) is a very old Yu Yu Hakusho OC *cough*Mary Sue*cough* of mine from when I was about 10 years old and I've become rather attached to the name as my screenname for most sites. She was initially the 'mascot' for this account. I hope to pixel her again at some point.
My best friend forever > data2048
My MooseMoose aka my Satan twin > SinistraYaviel
My QP Soulmate > KyoRazorbladeWolf