Author has written 12 stories for Serial Experiments Lain, Mai HiME, Kingdom Hearts, Pretty Guardian Sailormoon/美少女戦士 セーラームーン, Utena, Final Fantasy XIII, So-Ra-No-Wo-To/ソ・ラ・ノ・ヲ・ト, and Final Fantasy VIII.
So I got a fortune cookie the other day that said "there's a difference between seeing and being seen" or something like that. I decided it was a divine intervention, like some great entity of the fortune cookies was telling me to stop being even more passive and unnoticeable than a stone. Fuck, even wearing a Stone Mask would make me more less invisible than how I was. It truly was a profound moment in my life--I felt like I learned something, you know? It was as if that great entity of the fortune cookies had ripped the plastic shopping bag of lurkerdom off my head and chided me, saying something like:
"Stop doing that! You'll suffocate, silly!"
And then, all of the sudden, I was like:
"Duude, I can finally breathe! Is this what it means to clear one's head of her hikikomori tendencies?" But at the same time, all the fresh air confused me, so I was like:
"Maybe I should pretend to be part of the Super Plastic Bag Sentai for a little longer--they got cool swords after all."
So I kept it on for a little while longer. After all, who knows, perhaps my kendo skills would improve--I still dream to be like my hero, Lawson Kamen! Under my super secret identity as Kroger Kamen (due to my terrible habit of lurking, I have yet to debut, but I know it will be soon someday!) I continued to hone my skills. But then I realized that the great entity of the fortune cookies was right. Even if I continue to hone my skills and watch as my hero, Lawson Kamen, shine brightly, I would never be able to deliver justice to evil companies that target the super-energetic-loli-bait-that-I-call-my-shinryu if I never, ever debut. All my training would be for naught! Naught!
Therefore, Mama, Papa, please watch as I make my shining re-entry into the world! I promise you that my plastic bag will become the bag that will suffocate the heavens! Not even the gods will be able to stop me. For, underneath it, this face of mine is burning red! Its gasps and heavy pants tell me to stop suffocating myself. Here I go! Kroger Kamen, ikimasu!
Even under great misunderstandings, I shall persevere and never give you up and I will, never, ever, let you down!
P.S. After two years or something of neglect, I just figured it would be nice to resume posting stuff here. Most of my writing can be found on my lj under the fanfiction tag as there are fics and drabbles I don't plan on including here because I don't think they're very good. Any fic posted here can be considered to be in their final iteration though that doesn't mean I won't go back and spontaneously edit them as I'm incredibly picky and OCD about my writing. I'm probably a horrible fanfiction writer because I'm not so much interested in fanfiction in an of itself as much as using it as a playground for different writing styles.
And, uh, that's about it for me? If you want to contact me either to be friendly or berate me on my poor grammar and slow writing, you can send me a PM or something through lj. My contacts can also be found on my lj profile page if you feel the inclination to stalk.
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