Author has written 6 stories for Shakespeare, Van Helsing, Harry Potter, Jurassic Park, and Hellsing.

Ok update!
I am most likely never going to finish and/or continue any of these fics because either
A: I have to much stuff going on w/ school and tech etc.
B: I have lost interest in it and/or have no inspiration for it
C: People have lost interest and I see no reason in continuing it
D: all or a combination of the above.

I am, however going to continue the story I have on my website, it's Van Helsing about about the history of Gabriel and Vlad. So if you're interested go check it out.

I have a new website dedicated to Van and Dracula, please go and check it out

SLASH SCENE LIVE JOURNAL LINK! (copy and paste URL)

http://www.livejournal.com/users/life_of_amesu/8834.html#cutid1

This is a picture taken in a Norwegian forest, it's something that Van and Drac might have seen while they where there. (copy paste URL)

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/Arles_Raphael/Norway.jpg

Hmmmm what to write... I really don't know.

Age: 15

Live: pishaw

Born: Canada (Canadian Pride)

Live Journal: http:www.livejournal.com/users/life_of_amesu/

And ya...

current fuckin obsessions: Dracula/Van, Julius Caesar/Suetonious (Read the 'Emperor' series), Dracula/Rossi, Napoleon (Bonaparte that is), Kaiba/Pegasus, anything in Full Metal Alchemest, Enrico/Alucard (best not to ask)

QUOTES"Why do all of Shakespeare's characters feel the need to _announce_ it when they die? They always go, 'O, I am slain!' Now...do they NEED to tell us that, really?"

"Sir, you're scaring all the other lunatics."

"We'll teach you how to talk the English language a whole lot gooder."

"The Montagues don't react enough."
"That's why we hate them, because they're such sticks-in-the-mud."

"Romeo loves everyone. But see, he tells them he loves them and then they die, so it's like, dude, just do NOT tell me that you love me."-Jacob (Benvolio).
It's true: Romeo tells Tybalt he loves him, and then he kills him; same thing with Paris; and then of course he loves Juliet and she dies. Romeo is cursed. :P

"By my head, here come the Capulets!"
"By my heel, I care not."

"What, art thou hurt?"
"DUH."

Mr. Floyd: And people will say "are you mad Mr. Floyd?" I don't know, maybe I am?

Mr. Floyd: Vulchers aren't the prettiest birds... in fact they're down right ugly.

Mr. Floyd: The English don't like the French and the French don't like the English, see it started back in some 100 year war, before Chirst... or was it after him? Anyway...

Andrew: It was the 120 year war.
Me: 100 year war.
Andrew: Wasn't it the 120 year war?"
Me: No, just the 100 year war, the first 20 years didn't count.

Mrs. Kussman: What can this marker do... it can't do a damn thing.

Me: Hmmm, ceaser or alex, ceaser or Alex... BOTH!
Hannah: You can't have both.
Me: Says who?
Hannah: Say them.
Me: ... They're dead Hannah...

Me: found a van Helsing figure
Frotu: oh gravy...!
Me: I need to find a Dracula one
Frotu: than you can cuddle with it lol

Sometimes they would thank him, smile and chat with him about a thousand different things, life, death, love, laundry detergent.

Alex: You're a man now, get laid.

Me: I probably won't loose my virginity till I'm 20 or something.
Alex: No you'll find a nice man... or you'll just get a cat.
Me: What?

Me: I'm lying on the roof like Jesus.

Frotu: Go bakunka yourself.

Cassius: Do not interrupt me while I am engaged in senseless bickering!

Brutus: Just because we flee together does not mean that I love you!
Cassius: And neither so do I love you!
Bartender: Why don’t those two just get a room?

"Friends! Squirrels! Rodents! Lend me your ears!"
Miles away, Marc Antony frowned. "YOU STOLE MY LINE, YOU BASTARD!"

Me: war never got anyone anywhere except for Napoleon, but he doesn't count

Frotu: aww... for once, two years of BLOODY latin comes in handy for SOMETHING
me: lol, in an AIM conversation to

Hannah (about Van Helsing): We want a movie on the history not about mass produced gusher babies.

The next day, Sparrow traded him back to his two lieutenants for an extravagant amount of rum, a single perfect emerald, and one day’s head start.

Ford: My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.

Arthur: Charming man. I wish I had a daughter so I could forbid her to marry one...

Ian: Sharks are amphibious and racoons are nacturnal.

Dad: Racoons are related to catfish because they both have whiskers. (a few minutes later) What about the mudskipers?

Wendy: (to Colin) go clean up your dishes before you break something...like your swim bladder.

Me: I hate Anakin but I love Darth Vader.
Erin M.: ah yes. (a few minutes later) Wait, aren't they the same person?

Triston: (at Barnes and Nobles) I'm bored... let's go move Bibles to the fiction section.

Colin: He likes women... and he likes being one too.

John Adams: It's a revolution dammit! We are going to have to offend somebody!

Napoleon: "Ah, tenez, vous êtes de la merde dans un bas de soie."
Translation: "Ah, wait, you are shit in a silk stocking."

Napoleon: To have a right estimate of a man's character, we must see him in misfortune

John Adams: A second flood, a simple famine, plagues of locusts everywhere, or a cataclysmic earthquake, I'd accept with some despair. But no, You sent us Congress! Good God, Sir, was that fair?

General Douglas MacArthur: We are not retreating - we are advancing in another direction

Elayne Boosler: When women are depressed they either eat or go shopping. Men invade another country

When age comes in the wit goes out
-Much ado about nothing