Oh, this is going to be fun~
Firstly, I want to thank you all for so many questions, I figured to answer them all together than individually, which I thought would be more fun and better focused upon seeing as I’m a bit exhausted from my day. (It’s currently 4am for me.)
Now for my answers.
Anonymous #1:
Thank you for thinking Pitchy is cool and for being interested in learning more about him. Pitchy does have a few unlikely friends and allies, which one of them is Sanderson. Pitchy’s only true friend is Jasper, who is deeply loyal to him. As for family, Pitchy refuses to remember certain things, due to
being unable to deal with painful, guilty emotions.
Anonymous #2:
I see that you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
As much as I want to be vulgar and use some choice words for you, I choose to be better than that. I choose to draw what I like and want. Don’t like it? Don’t follow. Good day Sir/Ma’am. *tips hat*
Anonymous #3:
I was looking through my dash on Tumblr while at the Airport and some one had posted the concept art from James Baxter (which was featured within the ROTG Art Book), this lead to me getting all sorts of ideas, originally wanting to do just another wardrobe for Pitch, but it took on a life of it’s own, becoming PItchy. Since then, he just became fascinating to me and I haven’t been this excited over an OC in years.
Now, for Pitchy to answer @nimblejackfrost ‘s questions!
Pitchy: *Half bent over rummaging through trash bins, idly tossing away empty tin cans and mattress springs. Pauses and peeks over shoulder, growing aware of being stared at and immediately grows startled and in the process of fleeing, knocks over the trash cans, stilling in the midst of running and spinning on a heel, attempts to correct the mess. Fumbling, knocking over several more bins and using a foot to kick one in mild frustration, discarding a lid carelessly over a shoulder before dismissing the bins entirely and then greeting with a bow and removal of hat out of respect.*
Pitchy: Hallo! Salut! Ciao! Peek-a-boo! It’s a fine pleasure, to be taking interesting lad’s from a fine question! Er, questions from a fine lad!
*scratches head and watches as a beetle scuttles along, plucking it up quickly to pop into mouth and proceeds to crunch loudly upon it.*
Ah, yes now onto the questions!
Favorite Color: Russet. Particularly when it’s perfectly blended in something corrosive.
Hobbies: Hmm, hobbies? *scratches cheek while left eye twitches* Oh! Oh!
*Bounces excitedly, before moving arms out by sides in a welcoming gesture*
“ ♪~ Well I've never been a man of many words , And there's nothing I could say that you haven't heard, But I'll sing you love songs 'til the day I die, The way I'm feeling I can't keep it inside~ ♪ ”
*pauses, gives another scratch to cheek, mumbling lowly for a moment* hmm...what was the question again? Oh! Yes, yes, I love to sing, oh and to dance! To dance is like freeing the soul!
*twirls in place*
Oh and collecting thimbles. I’ve got a hundred and eleven so far.
Fav/less fav Food: *Starts to feel mouth begin to water* Mmmm, I am quite fond of left over pizza if I can obtain it! Especially if it’s loaded with mushrooms, black olives and fly larvae! Hmm *strokes chin* I do love black licorice, peppered or salted, Durian fruit candy is delicious as well- tastes like something died on my tongue! It’s great! Oh and I recently discovered bitter-chocolate covered pork-grinds, though it was only crumbs in a bag on the side of the road, I do hope to try some more of those some day. Don’t care for sweets though, hmm, no, don’t care for that at all.
Music: Huh, music? *Fidgets and idly rocks on the balls of each heel, making popping sounds with lips and stopping to tap a foot upon the ground*
I’m very fond of ballads, Opera and sappy love songs. Not too keen on that rhyming stuff young folks listen too today, nor the kind that screams. If I want to listen to screaming music, I’d just listen to the stray cats yowling.
They’re quite good actually, there is one I call Scrawny Johnny.
He really likes this domesticated apartment cat named Tinkerbell.
I don’t think it will work out, she’s obsessed with another cat named Boomer.
Jokes on her though, Boomer’s fixed. *nods head enthusiastically*
Fondest Memory: Er.... *feels eyes twitch and begins scratching profusely against right arm, feeling slight sting of nails nicking too deep*
When I met Sweet Pea *Starts thinking of memory from past life, grows uneasy and quickly discards the thought, smiling widely and claps hands together*
Yes, yeppers. Yep yep. Sweet Pea was my very first friend, a lovely stray cat.
Jasper came from her and is just as good. Yes, good boy, that is Jasper.
Jasper and me, Pitchy Black.
Pitchy Black and Jasper, PB & J!
Thoughts on Technology: Ugh *throws nose in air* You mean like, those flippy, flappy flip phones? No, wait...that’s not right. What year is this? *proceeds to count on fingers, looks down to count wiggling toes through black tights*
...2017, right right. They have those fancy sorcery devices where you molest the screen. I don’t like it, though I hear one can send images of internet cats- now that is fascinating magic! *grins excitedly*
Any ticks, bad habits or drug abuse: *Fidgets more, foot tapping harder against the garbage littered ground and anxiously darts eyes about suspiciously*
Eeer, t-ticks? You mean like, the bugs? Hmm, no I don’t think so, I usually eat them before they eat me. Oh, hoho-oooh you mean ticks, like, um, twitches. No, oh no, I don’t do that, a-and no bad habits here- *pauses as it feels like something is crawling on cheek, proceeds to slap there, sniffing and diverting gaze around again* Nope, I’m fine.
Favorite Books/Stories: Ah, I like Brothers Grimm and many dark tales that are well known and popular in the Eastern territories! Did you hear the one of the boy who sucked his thumbs and his parents told him to stop, or else a man would come with scissors and cut them off? Which the boy refused, which lead to his thumbs being cut off- great read! *nods head again*
What would be the perfect Day?: *Stares off fondly* A perfect day? Hmmm...to me, sitting some where warm and dry, with a book on the lap, a full belly and Jasper curled at my shoulders, while preferably hiding out in the loft of a Opera house. Now that would be perfect. Just me and Jasper...i-it’s all I need. *lips twitch into weary smile*
Pitchy: *Scratches head, flips top-hat in hands to flick back on, giving a respectful bow* Um, I-I had, a great time answering your questions! Yes! Yes indeed! I uh, do hope that you enjoyed the answers I provided, young Sir, lad, lad’ums, persons you. *wags finger at nimblejackfrost*...you.
*proceeds to clear throat* I now shall take my leave, as it’s time I fill my quota.
So, farewell, adieu, au revoir, sayonara, toodle-oo, Don’t let the bed bugs bite!
Always look both ways before crossing the street. Tschüss!~
*places hands behind back, idly walks backwards into the shadows*
