Updated:January 29, 2008
Note: Scroll down to the sneak peeks. There's one more thing I have to show you.
Alrighty, since you're here, let's begin, shall we?
(Pulls on Einstein wig, puts on professor glasses, and takes on a German accent)
Name: I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.
Age: Not old enough to drink, too old to get a kids' meal without being humiliated
Gender: Let's see; I like guns, destruction, blood and war. Need I say more?
Location: Oh, just here, there, anywhere you like. If you want, I could be sitting next to you right now!
Physical Description: Uh, yeah, do I sound stupid?
Psycological Conclusion: Insane, but who isn't?
Hobbies: Oh, you know, the usual, blowing the hell out of stuff, failing my classes, and writing fanfics.
(Takes off wig and glasses and loses accent)
Any questions?
(Person in back raises hand and mutters question)
The only reason I abandon my fics is when I don't get enough reviews or when I get too much criticism, as well as find a briefly more popular place to write.
(Another person raises hand and mutters question)
The fics I am working on right now are one for Civilization, most likely to be abandoned, and starting one for Syberia.
(One last person raises hand and mutters question)
No, I do not know so much about guns because I am a terrorist. It is simply because I am a gun fanatic.
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