dragonrazor
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OOC/Disclaimer: this thread is for my own amusement only. ZigZag is copyright of one Max Blackrabbit, and I am not making any money off of this. as stated before, this is just for my own amusement, to keep my mind occupied during slowdown on the forum. (in other words, please don't sue, since i'm not doing anything that would make me, or anyone else, any money)
Tony Roman was an oddity. He was human. Most people might not find that strange, of course. What was strange about him was that he was one of the only humans who lived in a city populated almost entirely by furries, or anthropomorphs. He didn't mind. They bothered him a lot less often than the humans had, which was fine by him. As an artist, it was easier to get work done when not surrounded by people commenting on his work, or insulting him, and so on, and so on. Sometimes, to make ends meet, he did jobs in graphic design and artwork for books and movies. That was what he was doing rushing through town at that moment, in fact. He was late for a presentation of the work he had been asked to do for a movie studio. Truthfully, he'd never been to the studio, and didn't know what they filmed. His work had been requested, and he'd been given guidelines. He'd spent most of the night working, and even into the morning. He'd only just managed to take a quick shower before he realized he was going to be late.
As he finally saw the studio coming into view, he wondered at the odd name. ZZ Studios. Well, he supposed whoever named it had had their reasons. He walked up, his arms full of rolled up drawings in cardboard tubes, and sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to get the door open without dropping anything. Just as he was about to try pushing it open with his hip, it was opened from inside, and he spilled in onto the floor, at the feet of a woman of striking appearance. Head to toe, she was covered in striped black and white fur, like a tiger's. Her face was mostly tigerlike too. However, the tail was definitely NOT that of a tiger. He blinked for a moment, before slowly pulling himself to his feet, and apologizing. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be late, I was just up all night working on these. Um...I'm supposed to meet with a...." He somehow managed to fish a small business card out of a sleeve, and read the name. "Zig...Zag? That's...a rather odd name, actually." He looked lost in thought for a moment, considering where such a name could have come from.
Tony Roman was an oddity. He was human. Most people might not find that strange, of course. What was strange about him was that he was one of the only humans who lived in a city populated almost entirely by furries, or anthropomorphs. He didn't mind. They bothered him a lot less often than the humans had, which was fine by him. As an artist, it was easier to get work done when not surrounded by people commenting on his work, or insulting him, and so on, and so on. Sometimes, to make ends meet, he did jobs in graphic design and artwork for books and movies. That was what he was doing rushing through town at that moment, in fact. He was late for a presentation of the work he had been asked to do for a movie studio. Truthfully, he'd never been to the studio, and didn't know what they filmed. His work had been requested, and he'd been given guidelines. He'd spent most of the night working, and even into the morning. He'd only just managed to take a quick shower before he realized he was going to be late.
As he finally saw the studio coming into view, he wondered at the odd name. ZZ Studios. Well, he supposed whoever named it had had their reasons. He walked up, his arms full of rolled up drawings in cardboard tubes, and sighed, realizing he wouldn't be able to get the door open without dropping anything. Just as he was about to try pushing it open with his hip, it was opened from inside, and he spilled in onto the floor, at the feet of a woman of striking appearance. Head to toe, she was covered in striped black and white fur, like a tiger's. Her face was mostly tigerlike too. However, the tail was definitely NOT that of a tiger. He blinked for a moment, before slowly pulling himself to his feet, and apologizing. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be late, I was just up all night working on these. Um...I'm supposed to meet with a...." He somehow managed to fish a small business card out of a sleeve, and read the name. "Zig...Zag? That's...a rather odd name, actually." He looked lost in thought for a moment, considering where such a name could have come from.