You. You're not like the ordinary sorta Chiru fan, huh? You're built different. Tell me if this describes you:
You don't just enjoy my content. You let it live rent-free in your head. Every time you see someone plastered under my paw or stickerfied beneath my ass, only one thought dominates your mind: God, I wish that were me. You'd give just about anything to belong to me, wouldn't you?
Well, wouldn't you? That's the question, isn't it? How far does your devotion go? Am I just the object of your fantasies? Perhaps someone you admire? Or maybe a goddess, with you and your whole world at her feet? I could be all of these things and more.
About
About the Character:
Picture this: Chaos--that is, good old-fashioned entropy--decides to stop winging it and actually put some intent behind tearing
everything to pieces. Why wait a bajillion years
for things to fall apart on their own, ya know?
Well, that's where your girl comes in. Just
think of me as a one-woman chaos machine,
equipped with whatever I need to get the job
done, in whatever form suits that job best. One
way or another, everything'll end up negated by
my tummy, my paws, or my butt--just a matter
of time. In the meantime, enjoy the view,
'cause chaos never looked so good...
About the Artist:
Howdy! When I'm not busy bringing my ego to
life on the page, I'm watching old Disney movies,
cooking, replaying video games I beat decades
ago, and generally being a goofy 31-year-old
girly-girl. Aside from being Chiru for a living, I also
draw professionally for several merchandise
and video game companies. I went to college for
art and design, and found myself drawn to the
furry community (pun intended) because like...
come on, look at me. I was built to rule over all
you weirdoes, and you know it. In-person, I'm just
about as bubbly as you might imagine--only
difference is, I'm 5'4'', not 50,400'. I'll still sit on
you, though! Your face is mine...
