My New Fursona

I decided to make me a new fursona. I'm not gonna abandon my aardvark self, I'm just not gonna use her as much anymore. XD I've decided that since I go by "B" and my grandfather's official title is "Beeman" then I'm obviously meant to be a bee. XD

Besides, it fits me. Bees are little and cute, but totally sadistic and easily angered over practically nothing. :D IT SCREAMS ME!

SO, her name is Bee. Yep. A bee named Bee. And because it's a fursona thing...

LIKES: Orange cats, chocolate milk, Darth Vader band-aids, cartoons, old stuff, comic books, bands no one has heard of, musicals, being angry, hating stuff, being overly-cheerful despite the previous likes, and of course DRAWING WEIRD CRAP. Ooh, and myself. 8D

DISLIKES: Muscles, chick flicks, people who bash my religion for no good reason, proper anatomy, boyfriends who think they're in control, people who tell me to be quiet in the theater even though they have the right to, vegetables, and little preteens who thinks they're SOOOO cool. Um, most stuff. Ooh, and myself. 8D

CURRENT OBSESSIONS: Steve Buscemi (my celebrity crush!), old radio shows from the 40's, playing Fable II and Bioshock, and The Adventures Of Philip Marlowe.

SO THERE. XD

NOTES THAT ARE ACTUALLY IMPORTANT:

- My little second pair of arms are not very functional.
- My cool stripes are on my back. TOO BAD YOU'LL NEVER SEE ME SHIRTLESS.
- My stinger is bent and, even though you can't really see it because of my arm, bandaged. Because if I had a stinger, I would not be careful with it. It would be misused much...or shut in a door out of carelessness.
- Theoretically that would kill me. But this is my fursona and I say that doesn't apply to her. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. XD

Okay, I think that covers it. :D