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Author has written 13 stories for Soul Eater, Hetalia - Axis Powers, and Vocaloid.
HI! Konnichiwa! Salut!
I'm Quinn Fiberoptic, I live in Crazy Town, and my friend works as a waiter at the Krusty Krab. My friend's account is "Those Fragile Paper Hearts" You should go check it out if you like Vocaloid and poetry.
I have a dog and he is my Profile Picture it think...
I'm 14 now! and my Dad makes cracks about how old I am. I turn around and make the cracks right back at him.
1.On my 14th b-day I posted my 14 chapter of my story Forgotten Again. Dude what's wrong? and I went on my documents on my computer. this story was the 14th one I started writing. I haven't uploaded all the one's I've written, some of them seem kinda dumb and just plan terrible although I might remake them into better stories.
2. The story I wrote that got me to write FanFic I have never finished nor Published, it was shot down by a friend and abandoned .
1. So you know I going to come up with this cheesy lie to try and sneak past but *Punches guards knocking them out* Ya that was SO much easier.- Secret Saturdays
2. The stars and planets are surrounding me. I don't think I can't deal with astronomy right now.- Chrona from Soul Eater
3.Well come to my world, I create the nightmares of children.- Goosebumps
4. person 1)But that means I'll have been missing all night! My parents are going to kill me!
person2) Really well that seems rather harsh. -Keys To The Kingdom Sir Thursday
5.These guys are good, but we needed some extra help, so let me introduce to to Extra Help- Myth Busters
6. I love the smell of explosions and C4 in the morning- Myth Busters
7. PASTA!!!!- Italy form Hetalia
8. I have a dark secret when ever I see your stupid faces I think about how much fun it would be to pound them in to dust.- Russia from Hetalia
9. The couches are red my book is blue, the curtains are white and snow is to. The tree is green the T.V. is black ... better sleep or she gonna get smacked.- the poem I told my sister on Christmas. (her name was taken out because I'm not aloud to put it there)
10. HERE WE GO! Excalibur Excalibur from the United King I'm looking for him, I'm going to California- Excalibur from Soul Eater
11. I'll be your guide. That's a tree that's a rock, oh and that flying thing right there is a bird.- Goosebumps
12 Karru Marri Odonna Loma Mo.- Night of The Living Dummy 1,2,&3
13.How come every time we turn around something poisonous is try's to eat us?
14.It's all fun and games until you get hit with a chair.
15. But the guy on the T.V. with the really good hair told me to fight it.- The Haunting Hour
16. My dear children I right this so that you will not sin. but if anyone does sin we have one who speaks to the father in our defense Jesus Christ, the righteous on- 1jhon 2:1
17. Do one scary thing a day.
18. person 1) What do you want?
person2) World domination, revenge on my 3rd grade math teacher, and a ice-cream sandwich.
person1) coming right up.- My friends
19. The explosion blasted the water heater so far into the sky you could order a pizza while you waited for it to come back down- Myth Busters
20. person1)what's that? *points to a drink*
person2)Poison. You want some? -My Uncle and cousin
I am Christian so you will see that in some of my quotes.
I love Soul Eater, Hetalia,xxx Holic, Secret Saturday's, Myth Busters, Code Lyoko and other shows I can't think of.
I can not spell for my life and I curse the fact spell check can't read my thoughts.
I am considered weird because I read non-stop.
I'm learning French. :) and I'll try to use it if I can.
I like sewing, crafts, reading, writing (A ton), and I'm in an anime club at our library.
1. write a story in 2 languages and have it be correct.
2. prove all the people who make fun of me wrong.
3. construct the worlds biggest Smore (roasted marshmallows, gram-crackers, and fudge if you don't know.)
Update On My Goals.
1.I Actually made The World's Biggest Smore! It was 3feet by 3feet and 2inches thick! We started be taking a box of Gram Crackers, and melting down a bag of BIG marshmallow's! We pored the melted Marshmallow's onto the line of Gram crackers (Which was hard because it kept cooling and turning hard)WE had to do this 2 times for the top and bottom! once the marshmallow hardened we melted Fudge and smeared that across. Then we melted down more Marshmallow's and pored that on top of the Fudge. then we Put the last giant cracker sheet across the top.
It took maybe 14 people to eat the whole thing and it was very sticky. By the way I learned the most effective way to tick off parent's! ;) I love my Family, but it's to bad we never sent this in the World Records. it would have been a dumb and pointless record but oh well.
So, So, So, sorry about "North Pole Madness" I'm trying to work on it. Honest! I've got the chapter, I just need to get on my computer where it's saved to upload it.
I'm working on "The War of 1812" I might end up rewriting the chapter's again, and re-posting them. If I do that I might have to take the story down and re-post it all together, but I'll have the new chapter written before I do that.
"Forgotten Again" I'm not sure what to say about that. I'm working on it, and got hit with a ton of bricks called Writers Block. Due to problems I might not update for a little longer, I just hope I get it finished soon.
"Like A Family." I have 2 chapters finished, I'm just waiting for my beta-reader.
"Dear England." I'm working on France's letter, I'm just having trouble picking up facts England was easy, America oblivious, but what do you do for France!? Anyway I'm working on I just need to edit it so it's not so choppy and short. I'm still waiting to see if anyone want's me to make more character have letters? I can't post the final chapter until all the characters have letters so vote if you can, p.m. me with who ever you want, or review!
See You Later!, Dewa Mata!, Vous Voyez Plus Tard!
This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t re-post it?
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back."The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
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