Blessed be, O child; grasp thy divine light unto ye, thou greatest expelled creation. Yea, O Lord, blessed be the pusher-gal for she knows not of the indignation spawned upon frothing backs whom she has defiled eternally. Let thy ignorance reign supreme, blissful and unaware, dipped in sacrilege and snorted through a rolled-up tube of sweet currency, green in tint and small in print, ruining lives of men and women alike for many centuries, Amen.
A rebellious anthropomorphic; a child of modest Catholic upbringing; a saluki anthro with a rough exterior, bearing a warm heart and a kind considerate interior, even despite her scathing contempt felt towards soooo many others; Calli Crimshaw can be your very best friend or your worst sought-out enemy in the blink of an unsuspecting eye. She loves her mate Bradley Cyphers with a deep thriving passion, hates Maxwell Blackburnadeaux with an even deeper resentful passion (true story! I find that to be such a unique counter-balance towards my OCs as a whole, it's phenomenal.), she respects Maile Martinez like a young uninitiated adopted kid sister, often providing support and assistance to the demoness whenever possible (Coping with and understanding girly things, mostly), she idolizes Gus Stevenson for his tolerance and patience in living with such a ragtag ensemble of unique anthro musicians with troubled upbringings and marvelous hybrid abilities... oh, also she's been working steady to appease Max's asshole celebrity cousin Darrel Mendoza, he who can't seem to quit approaching Calli for another dimebag to add to his previously-purchased eighth-an-ounce of strong potent top-shelf THC-heavy cannabis. Some might even claim that she's in a lurid love affair with the foxcoon behind Bradley's back. Of course she would deny such wrongful acts of infidelity up and down if anyone were to mention these corruptible actions to her directly, such is her nature from the earliest days of striving to get by in the convent quarters, raised by nuns and matured by priests regularly, Amen.
Blessed be, O my brothers and sisters, for Calli Crimshaw holds no reserves for just any man or woman. Calli Crimshaw is a free agent, a strong-willed feisty free-thinking independent spirit with a burst of passion to indulge in or a grudge to hold sway towards another, be that a single individual or an entire group, like Bronies. I think it's hilarious how much she simply cannot stand the brony community. lol She admires technology but doesn't often grow overly dependent on it for fear of a malfunctioning error damaging her health and/or her good spirited nature. She adores romantic comedy films but loves horror novels even more when asked to choose one over the other. She usually can't stand hearing the Lord's name taken in vain but she's gotten better about it recently, no thanks to Maxwell's potty-mouthed antics and agnostic-atheistic beliefs. Calli Crimshaw is the cutest religious drug dealer anyone could ever hope to meet and get high with, just to discuss why succulents are so fun to plant and water or how often Brad usually twitches in his sleep... nightmares of his mother perhaps, the poor dear.
Goodness me, this is such a fun and feverishly detailed work of art!~ I've received a couple pieces from this artist so far but I must say, her ability to define a character's true badass tendencies always leaves me awestruck. I never imagined seeing Calli Crimshaw reflected in such a sincerely cool light... but lo and behold, ol' Roxy-Sama made magic once more with her talented drawing abilities! I cannot thank her enough for this piece. :3
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Calli Crimshaw, everyone's favorite Saluki spitfire and Catholic reject (C)
Artwork??? Why, the artwork is (C) CyberRoxx !! Or CyberRoxX !! Or @cyberroxx or y'know what? Dude, she goes by CyberRoxx. Clearly. Just look at that flippin' watermark, yo! CyberRoxx aka WolfRoxy89, aka RockinRoxy, or Roxy-Sama! That's my favorite nickname for this delightfully skilled artist. <3<3<3<3<3<3<32<3,#<,<#3<#,<3<#<#,#,<3#3,<,,3 IT IS AN INSIDER THING MMMKAY?