I'm Subia Jasmine, better known to my friends as: Jenal, Hermione, Maureen, Ayesha, Woodstock, The Friday Fairy, Citizen Authoress, RJ, the brilliant streak of hellfire sent to burn you to a blackened husk of humanity (thank you Liv)...

I'm online a lot at OneSongGlory2005 on AIM, please IM me or PM me. I have no life and I'd really like to hear from other authors.

I have a host of characters spanning many fandoms (RENT, Les Miserables, Phantom, Saw, Moulin Rouge, and the Wild Party to name a few), who live in my head and yell at me in my sleep. Some of my best friends and I live in a small town where a great expanse of nothing happens and have a message board devoted to our randomness. One of my best friends is currently doing mission work in South Africa, while the rest of us are out to change the world on a less impressive scale.

About Fanfiction: I work with disturbed characters. What makes them even more disturbing is their ability to interact with each other across all boundaries. It may (or may not) interest you to know that Enjolras has made friends with Madeleine True and Tom Collins; the Phantom, James Norrington, and Angel Dumott-Schunard have all adopted Gavroche, Nadine Jones, and myself, and a PotC original named Rose has taken up with Jackie Walker, a Prohibition-era manwhore.

My active fandoms are The Wild Party, Les Miserables, and Phantom on an inspired day. I will beta for these as well as any past fandom and some others (see beta profile).
Les Mis ships: Eponine and Montparnasse (as a sexual, not romantic, pairing). I do ship Enjolras and Eponine. It is a platonic relationship. If it bothers you, simply don't read it. Hints of slash slip in at times, notably: Feuilly / Grantaire (resident crack pairing), Enjolras / Combeferre, and unrequited E/R.

Quotes from this black hole... where rabbits run wild and free.

"I heard about the spaz, I thought about the spaz, and I think you're SPAZTIC."
- The Lovely Ivy

Ivy: With you, every day is Friday.
Myself: I have a sudden image of myself as carrying around Friday dust in my pocket, spreading mania and randomness wherever I go...
Ivy: I deem you the Friday Fairy.
Myself: What kind of powers do I have?

"Jackie, if you want to go on dissing my friends, by all means go ahead. But let me provide you with a warning; with the life you have made and the image you have created for yourself, I don't think you want it to be said of you that you were murdered by a girl who was, at the time, making herself a peanut butter and jelly sandwitch. I, as a writer, happen to know just how retarded that sounds. Whoever wrote your obituary would be fired from his job. Not only would he be fired; his boss would come take his typewriter and bludgeon him to death with it. And then whoever was working next to that journalist would start typing, "Man bludgeoned to death with typewriter", and he would be bludgeoned to death with his typewriter, and on and on down the line until the entire factory has been bludgeoned to death. And then, across the way another newspaper factory would get the idea to type, "Typewriter massacre at Globe printing headquarters" as their headline and the domino effect just continues. And, lo and behold, before you know it, the entire journalistic community of the New York Metropolitan Area will have been destroyed, all because you are bothering me."
-Liv

"OH-EM-GEE FANFIC!"
-Dan

Dolores: Shame on you, Burrs, darling... why so hush-hush? After all we've meant to each other?
Burrs (deadpan): Why would I do a thing like that?
Dolores: Yes... why indeed? You know so much about me and I know so very much more about you...
-The Wild Party. (Eartha Kitt owns life.)

Burrs: Queenie... I'm sorry, I shouldn't've called you a lazy slut this morning... You're not really a lazy slut, y'know, it's just a figure of... speech... as in, 'May I help you with those bags, you lazy slut?
:hiccoughs:
Burrs: Can you ever forgive me?
:Black and Queenie stare:
Kate (drunken giggle): Well isn't this cozy?
- (The other) Wild Party

"The day is dancing in my head."
-Also The Lovely Ivy

Describe your most recent ex: He's black but white.
-Liv

Ivy: You can't get drunk on rootbeer.
:10 minutes later:
Ivy: OMG Jenz is drunk on rootbeer!

"I HIDE IN MAILBOXES!"
"GET OUT OF MY MAILBOX YOU FREAKY STALKER!"
-La Jenz and myself

:My family is playing Quickwit, the card asks for a "shelter" starting with the letter "P":
Mark: Pyramid.
Oma: You've gotta be dead to live there.

"Dan, you are ambisextrous."
-Liv

"Bring a banana-flavored condom when venturing down the slimy passageway of doom."
- Aerin

"HOW in HELL does your booty go CLAP?"
-Tuesday, about some Usher song.

"I think this movie might be better than sex."
-Dan, regarding Moulin Rouge

I am a living figure of speech!
:strikes a pose:
-Liv

"Okay, Rachel just went 'I needa go do homework, you and Rubby Ducky can go fuck each other.'"
- Dan

:The orchestra is on the way to watch the New York Philharmonic:
Mrs. Meade: The members of the orchestra are going into the theater...
:Momo leans out the bus window:
Momo: MAKE LOVE TO ME NOW! I WANT TO CARRY YOUR BABIES! FIGHT THE POWER!

"I don't use violence to solve problems. I use violence to create problems."
-Christine

":singing: I want to be in Columbia! There is clown paint in Columbia! Send Mr. Burrs to Columbia! There is clown blood in Columbia!"
-My mom, following the arrest of two suspects in the clown murders in Columbia.

"How many times do I have to say 'the moment's gone'? THE MOMENT'S GONE!"

"If you'd come back down with your braids I would have recognized Malcom! But then you had to go and destroy him into a hundred thousand little pieces!"

"You're not in drag! Not unless you're a really, really, really good-looking man!"

Vernon: Stop that.
Me: Stop what?
Vernon: Blinking. And breathing. It's so early-90's.
:2 minutes later:
Vernon: Stop that.
Me: Stop what!
Vernon: OMG do I have to say it again!

- All Vernon. Being Vernon.

Everybody hop in and we'll drive off into the sunset

VIVA LA VIE BOHEME :D