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Update! I have two stories on here now. XD Sure, they're short, but I (much like Ryushi) do not really like writing long chapters...nor do I like writing multi-chapter stories. if I ever start a multi-chapter story, you can bet that it will likely never be finished or updated. ...I think that if I start a multichapter story, I'll just throw it in a conglomerate story, like Rorschachs Blot does. A challenge kind of thing.

Update, 1.5! I have 4 stories! Two have extra chapters, and the original two are still the same! Thinking about turning Greatly Exaggerated into a multichapter story...Nah! Anyone else who is willing to try is welcome to do so, though.

Update, 18AUG09: New computer, so maybe some more writing? We shall see what the weekend brings

Quotes I like:

"Good day to you, sir. And now prepare to die." -Stewie Griffin

"The Forecast for tomorrow: a sprinkle of genius with a slight chance of doom!" -Stewie Griffin

“It was like Fate herself was slapping her knee, pointing, and begging, ‘Do it again! Do it again!’” -Sirius Black (Nonjon's A Black Comedy)

"Theoretically, one should be able to find anything in a Plot Hole. I guess it's some sort of naturally occurring Infinite Probability Phenomena.” -Neville Longbottom (Behind the Wall)

"This world...is corrupt." Il Pallazo-sama (Excel Saga), Naruto (The Demonmage: Pokegirl World Saga)

"Yeah, I know who you are. I knew your sister. She was a homocidal bitch." Alice (Resident Evil: Extinction)

"'See you in hell, man.'

'I see you anywhere near hell, I'll kick you out.'" Carlos and Frank Castle (War Zone: Punisher)

Excerpt from A Drop of Poison, Chap 2, By Angel of Snapdragons:

What he really wondered was how many clones he could manage in a single try. He'd known that he could create more than a hundred, his battle against Mizuki being proof of that, but that was after a hard day's training without stopping to eat or rest. The only other times he'd used the technique, he'd limited himself to a few clones as the situation restricted him.

Now, though, he was well-rested and as fully fed as he could get. Since he would be in the same training spot he used to master the kage bushin, he could fill the area to his heart's content and not bother anyone.

Barely a dozen minutes later, he was back where he'd first opened the scroll yesterday. The actual spot was easy to find, especially with the burnt circle of grass he'd left behind. The result of one of his most spectacular failures, he'd somehow put himself on fire trying to channel chakra. He'd actually now forgotten how he'd managed to accomplish such an event.

Well, it's not like he'd be training about being on fire anyway.

Standing in the middle of that circle, he focused his energies the needed way for the kage bushins to appear. He drew upon his chakra on and on, until he was scrapping the very bottom of reserves.

At the exact instant he'd reached the end of his forces, his hands moved together in a flash, creating the needed seal to call out the technique.

"Kage Bushin No Jutsu!"

For a second, it was like someone had whacked the camera of reality, as the world shimmered before his eyes.

Then it turned orange.

Excerpt from Towers and Titans, Chap 4, By Chibi-Reaper:

"Oh dear... well, I suppose the 'bad' way to do it would be to just kill him so that he stops talking."

"I'm seriously considering that. And the 'good' way?"

"That would be... talking to him and trying to convince him to see other peoples points of view on the subject, I guess."

"And that would take how long? Would it garner me any extra experience?"

"It would probably take hours of debate. Likely more. And... no."

"But killing him would?"

"Well... a little bit, yes..."

"Evil it is, then. Excuse me..."

Another from chap 5:

"My apologies, son-in-law, but I felt it important that you interrupt this ritual before it could continue any further."

"Ritual? What ritual?"

He turned around and took a look behind him where, in fact, there was a ritual, paused at the height of things, apparently, with two girls tied to an altar and a wrinkled old Drow holding a knife in her hand.

"Ohhh... THAT ritual. Yeah, I can kinda see your point there."

More from Chap 5:

"Nobody..." He hissed softly, yet just loud enough to carry through the suddenly silent cavern. "... Touches... THE HAT! GRAAAGH!"

As he shifted forms to hybrid, gaining a great deal of height and more than quadrupling his muscle mass, his lunge turned into more of a stampede, catching the wide-eyed Matron by the throat and hurling her into a group of confused and shocked priestesses, then leaping bodily into the fray.

Soun nibbled at his fish as he offered a commentary.

"It seems your son has gone into some sort of berserker rage, Saotome. Every ounce of skill has gone straight out the window."

"True Tendo, but it appears that this Hybrid form, coupled with that rage, has given him enough sheer overwhelming physical strength and speed to counteract that."

"And now he's using the sword... oh dear kami... that's gruesome..."

Genma paled slightly at the horrendous actions, but didn't stop ladling out and swallowing the soup. Until something arced in his direction, smacking the ladle out of his hand, and landing with a splash in the pot. He looked down and stared at the decapitated head of the drow Matron, staring wide-eyed back at him. He set the pot to the side, suddenly no longer hungry.

"DEATH TO THE DEFILERS OF MY HAT! DEATH I SAY!"

By this time, the few surviving priestesses had completely ditched the idea of using their clerical spells in favor of fleeing in terror from the enraged werebeast. It would have been better if one of them hadn't had the bright idea of snatching the matrons silver dagger from her headless corpse, as that only enraged him further. Now the dagger was buried to the hilt in a stone wall, the offending priestess had been torn in half with his bare hands, and he had completely forgone use of his sword in favor of tooth and claw.

"RUN, COWARDS, RUN! FLEE MY WRATH AND LIVE IN TERROR OF THE DAY THAT I TRACK YOU DOWN, DISMEMBER YOU, AND DEFILE YOUR CORPSES IN UNIMAGINABLE WAYS! NONE ESCAPE MY WRATH FOREVER! I SHALL TRACK YOU DOWN TO THE VERY DEPTHS OF HELL FOR THIS GRIEVANCE AGAINST THE HAT!"

Excerpt from Reload, Chap 4, By Fosfor-sama:

"Screw you." She pointed at Naruto. "And screw you as well." She pointed at Sasuke.

"I doubt you'd keep up with one of use. Much less both, honey." Sasuke said with mirth.

Hana blinked, starting to snort, before freezing.

"...You so didn't say what you just said, you sick little perv!" She growled.

Sasuke just hnned, reaching for a bit of food, while eying a courtesan, who stared to tune her samisen.

"...You're just sick." She muttered. "Even my idiot brother has more restraint than you."

"Restraint?" Sasuke blinked. "Didn't know mutt was into shibari."

"...You know, seeing as he likes Hinata, this would explain SO much." Naruto said thoughtfully.

"Yep. The girl is, like, an ultimate sub." Sasuke said, nodding sagely. "I don't envy him when Hiashi catches on."

"Eh. Who knows, he might even give his seal of approval." Naruto shrugged.

Sasuke quirked an eyebrow.

"Think about it, bastard." The blond tapped the table. "Shibari is an ancient art. It is an epitome of traditional. Hell, it is more traditional than HYUUGA. Now you know how gaga Hyuuga are over anything traditional, right?"

Sasuke blinked.

"You know... that would explain so much." He said thoughtfully.

Naruto looked at Sasuke curiously.

"Hinata is all gaga over you, right?"

Naruto sighed, nodding.

"And you said that when you were kid, most of the ANBU attached to watch you were women, right?"

The blond nodded.

"So, they were Hyuuga women, we know that much." Sasuke raised a finger pointedly. "Now you said that growing up, Hyuuga girls and women were always nice to you. Hinata all but stalks you, Hyuuga matrons always have a kind - KIND - word for you and even that brat Hanabi likes you."

"So?"

"So? SO?" Sasuke tssked. "Naruto, think a little. If Hyuuga are all traditional, relations between men and women included, and with shibari revelation included... Don't you see the significance?"

Naruto rubbed his chin.

"Well, not really, to be honest." He said after a moment.

"...Moron." Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Think, Mad Hatter - THINK! Who are you?"

"I am-."

"No. WHO are you?" The Uchiha pressed.

"Well, I am a jinchuuriki. What has that to-" His eyes widened. "Wait... Wait a second..." He muttered.

"You have the Kyuubi sealed INTO you. BOUND within you." Sasuke smirked. "And older Hyuuga would know it, while the younger would see the seal." Sasuke's smirk widened. "Now, you have the single most powerful entity to ever walk the earth bound, helplessly, within your body. Held. Bound. Partially by seal, but also by your WILL. By you."

Naruto blinked owlishly.

"...whoa." he said finally. "I am like... like..."

"You are the ultimate embodiment of the tradition, twice over. " Sasuke snickered. "As in, the heroic sacrifice, bound by duty, bound by his predecessor and leader, and holding the 'great evil' at bay despite the odds. And THE ultimate alpha male, as they see it. Naruto... You are every Hyuuga female's wet dream!"

Things that are a mystery to me:

Why people seem to think Angel's Reprieve is a Yaoi or Shounen-ai story.

Why People enjoy Yaoi/Shounen-ai.

What happened to to the spoon.

The existence of the number 42.

The Ultimate question to Life, the Universe, and Everything.

Reality.

My Sanity.

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