Shall we get this started?

Gender: Presumably female. But for all you know I could be a really girly man.

Age: I'm probably older than you.

Blood type: Apple Juice

Birthday: I am born of the summer moon! (oohhhh ominous!)

Gaia: GothicCheese722

Fictionpress: Kayka-chan

Catch Phrases (or most frequently used sentences): -"Yeah, that happens sometimes."

-"I have that effect on people."

-"Did I really? I don't remember that."

-"I need that for seducing."

-"I had one of those once..."

-"I smell a fat man. And lemon. And polish. A fat man fell here. He was carrying a Lemon... and polish..."

-"'Paranoid' is an ugly word, and it makes me think you're going to hurt me."

-"I did not blackmail him! I simply manipulated mercilessly and anonymously to achieve a goal."

-"Are you ready for story time? Too bad, I'm telling it anyway..."

-"I got a touch down playing soccer by knocking down all the pins with a tennis ball and a pool cue in a hockey arena. It was epic, and you missed it."

-"Making a S'more is an exact art. Haven't you ever seen Sandlot?"

True Conversations that haveoccured between me and friends/family:

Me: We need to ground Karma.

Hotarulover: That's impossible, he's busy having a war with Spandex.

Me: We are far too lenient on our rock-children...

Kristina: If you threw a banana out of the car, it would hit someone. Perhaps. Maybe.

Me: Dude... - looks out window- Okay, speed up.

Kristina: -speeds up- Why?

Me: -Throws half-eaten banana out window and into on coming car- Holy shit! -comes back in-

Kristina: What did you do?

Me: Keep driving. Don't look back. In fact, speed up. You were right again. You need to stop doing that.

Me: Everytime Chuck Norris does a round house kick, any woman within fifty feet of him becomes pregnant.

Angel: -looks up from under the hood of his car- You need to stay off of the internet.

Brandon: You... you play the cello?

Me: Yep. I'm just that sophisticated.

Brandon: -turns to an equally astounded friend- Hell just froze over. Three freaking times.

Me: -picks up phone with out putting book down- City morgue; you stab em, we slab em.

Mother: What?

Me: Oh, Hi mom.

Me: This... this sucks! I don't want to be a respectible member of society! I'm a still a child at heart!

Robbie: That's what happens when you get old.

Me: Shit! Being an adult sucks!

Me: Wait, do you mean me or I?

Hotarulover: What?

Me: Well, me and I are two different people.

Hotarulover: You know what I mean.

Me: What I mean or you mean?

Hotarulover: No, me.

Me: So not you or I but me?

Hotarulover: What?

Me: It's important I get this because you doesn't like I and me just get's pissed when people confuse him with her. He says that they don't like that.

Hotarulover: I'm just not going to talk now.

Me: Don't tell I what he can't or cannot do!

Me: Batman! Batman! Gotham needs you!

Nikki: GOTHAM NEEDS A COMPETANT POLICE FORCE. ONE MAN CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH, WHAT DO THEY EXPECT FROM ME?? -takes a swig of beer and slams the mug on the table-

Me: Gotham's police force consists of one overly-optomistic police cheif and the others are random extras picked up off the street and told to stand there and look intimidating, which is why we need a grown man jumping around in a Bat suit to save t...he day. -thinks this logic is sound while cleaning up spilt beer-

Nikki: That is some pretty solid logic, right there. Know what? I apologize for spilling beer. It was rude of me and I should just accept my lot in life and move on. -puts on a cape and hops around the city-

Hotarulover: Yep.

Me: That was very noncommental of you.

Hotarulover: Sorry. I was eating.

Me: Who?

Hotarulover: A hobo.

Me: That doesn't sound very healthy.

Hotarulover: It's not but it tasted good.

Me: Horrible grammar!

Hotarulover: What?

Me: So, who's your boyfriend?

Marie: He's a kind and upstanding member of society.

Me: So he's a criminal?

Marie: No. He has never once done anything illegal in his life!

Me: Ah. So he's an asshole.

Katrina: You're going to be one of those old cat ladies. I can see it.

Me: Well, that's better than my last palm reading.

Katrina: What was the last one?

Me: I was, aparently, going to get raped and have a rape baby and never get married.

Katrina: You're hand is awfully expressive, then.

Me: Tell me about it. All I see is a bunch of lines. Wait! -looks closer- No, wait! I see... an X... and an obtuse angle...

Mother: Why is it whenever you come out of the bookstore you look hungover?

Me: Because I just read a book in two hours. Speed reading melts your brains but it's rather addicting.

Mother: -to herself- My daughter's a book junkie...

Me: That's impossible. You can't own my soul. Brandon already does.

Hotarulover: Too bad, I stole it.

Me: You can't! I lost it in a poker game and all bets are final!

Hotarulover: You're really bad at poker aren't you?

Me: Gambling in general gives me rickets.

Hotarulover: She just hit a house, a truck, and a dog!

Me: -still in shock- How do you hit a house?

Ashley: Guys, shut up!

Tony: I can't believe, even after almost hitting the truck, the house, and the dog, you're still driving like a maniac.

Me: -still in shock- How do you hit a house?

Hotarulover: I think you just scarred -my name omitted for privacy purposes-

Dad: -motions in the general direction of me, my sister, and the television- Stupid.

Me: Tell me about it, I hate reality shows.

Dad: I was talking about you two.

Me: Oh... Well she started it.

Me: I'm gonna shank you.

Hotarulover: What?

Me: Yeah. I'm gonna shank you. -wannabe glare-

Hotarulover: Bu-but I was saving my first time for a hobo!

Me: Too bad, I'm gonna do it. -serious look/demented/constipated-

Hotarulover: -cries out in horror-

Me: -totally changes subject- you know what, my hair tried to kill me last night!

Brandon: Dammit, Sharon! I come home after a long fucking day at freaking work and I demand that my wife is there to wait on my every whim!

Me: Blah, blah, blah, Bob! Pretty big words for a RETARD!!

Brandon: Oh, I see how it is! You little whore, why don't you just run to our next door neighbor and do him! I'm pretty sure he's the only one on the block who hasn't yet!

Me: Lies! I did him with the other one! Threesome!

Brandon: Get your bitch ass back in the kitchen and make me some pie!

Me: Fuck no! You get out of my house!

Brandon: It's my house too!

Me: -ending the fake marriage argument- Ah. God that's fun.

Brandon: Yeah. Reminds me of the good old days...

Me: So, wait... You're psychic?

Marie: No.

Me: Then how do you do all these fortune-y thingies?

Marie: I'm just that good.

Me: Don't lie to me. Who told you that I'm parinoid? Huh? Was it that man over there? Was it!?

Marie: Yes. Yes it was. If you kill him, though, you'll end up in jail.

Me: So you are psychic!

Me: -looks at Meeko doing something cute- God isn't he adorable?

Hotarulover: -looks at him weird- I wonder if that's how birds have sex?

Me: -happy look slowly becomes horrified- Oh, God...

Hotarulover: -laughs ass off. Loudly.-

Hotarulover: What did you say?

Me: Feif. Why what'd you think I said?

Hotarulover: Oh! I thought you said that Will got his feet.

Me: -laughs- Oh yes. He has gotten so good that he finally gets his feet!

Hotarulover: Oooo! You have to be really good to get those!

Me: Oh God no!! We're all gonna die!

Hotarulover: Hm. I really thought there would be more locusts during the end of the world...

Hotarulover: -playing charades-

Me: Oh! Punching an exploding man!

Hotarulover: -makes an appalled face and repeats motion-

Me: Punching a man... then exploding?

Hotarulover: -exasperated motion-

Me: Oh! Parachuting!

Me: Are you trying to seduce me through the phone?

Hotarulover: Yes.

Me: Well, now, see; if you were a man I might-- MIGHT!-- consider it.

Hotarulover: Oh, look at that, I just grew a penis.

Likes- Hotarulover (she just so happens to be one of the COOLEST PEOPLE YOU SHALL EVER MEET. Or not...) , poking unknown objects, hugging angry people, running around without pants on, my hair (actually, anyones hair will do), chewing on grass, painting clown faces on people while they sleep, candy, cookies, blaring "Everybody Dance Now" at the worst imaginable times, using the sentence "That's what she said!" in a way that makes no sense, I also enjoy anything that is four legged and barks, putting cheerleaders under my mind control, Chuck Norris, Slapping people with fish, and chewing on leaves.

Dislikes- Vegies, society, politics, Canada (sorry cool people from Canada), People who tell a joke that has no meaning and act smug because no one could get it, flame, cats, shirts that don't have anything on them, and Wal Mart, which is the root of all things evil (and you know it is), the narrator for Pokemon, my sister's hair cut, the number fifty, the Twilight movie, Scrabble, oatmeal, stereotypes, angry and/or mean people, the color maroon, overly crude jokes, and old whip cream.

More about me- I would love to ride a unicycle off of a cliff and see what happens, I play a cello, My dishwasher terrifies me, I can't spell Tae Kwon Doe, I have issues with unhappy people, I forgot what gender I was once(coincidentally, at Wal Mart), I have never once been to an Anime Convention (I do plan on going soon, though), I've been Rick Rolled so many times that I know the song by heart, I always end up in a smelly candle isle when ever I go shopping, I say; "Once upon a time..." every time I explain something, yes, I have tried to grow a tail before and , no, it did not work, I am unnecessarily random you're just going to have to deal and live with this fact (Seriously, once I hollered panties in the lunch room for no apparent reason.), The secret to my softy hands is... bird sperm, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XQVR64AZQA&NR=1

Regarding Stories- Most of my stories will be drabbles or one-shots because I have commitment issues. I will never not finish a story, so, even if you've given up all hope because I haven't updated in a while; It shallget done in due time. I am a very picky person. I have probably read your story, and if I put it on story alert, that means I like it enough to keep up to date on it, if I reviewed it that means I liked it a lot, if I favored; I absolutely love your story!

Animestar001 made this for me!:

http://animestar001.deviantart.com/art/Character-Tsuki-for-Kayka-chan-106383277

THINK WITH YOUR DIPSTICK, JIMMY!!

ENJOY!! XD