Author has written 4 stories for Stargate: SG-1, Mass Effect, and Valkyria Chronicles.
Hello there. I have been on this site for quite a while, but didn't figure out how to register until now (yes, I have trouble remembering my own E-Mail Address! Uggh!). Be warned, I am a member of the VRWC (Vast-Right-Wing-Conspiracy) in the US, but again, I will try to cut politics to a minimum here. Some info: Likes: turtles (I know, you couldn't possibly guess that, now could you?), XBOX, PC games, SG-1, SG-A, L&O, Cold Case, 24, L&O:SVU, Battlestar Galactica (2003, not the original) Without a Trace, Roots, L&O:CI, CSI, CSI Miami, CSI:NY, Criminal Minds, Close to Home, Hogan's Heroes, (pants Very loudly) (sucks up big breath) Harry Potter, Eragon, Ghost Whisperer, Star Wars, Monk, History, Reading, Criminal Minds, MASH, Numb3rs, Lost, Jurassic Park, Glory, JibJab, and sleeping. DISlikes: Rap (knocking the tripe out of innocent garbage cans in a recording studio would be just about as "creative" as rap and would most likely sound better. Way better), evil cats (will pay 12 gazillion in US dollars to whoever gives Elizabeth the cat a new home) Charlie Bone (too bland for my liking), dictators (Soddy, Adolph, Kaiser, Uncle Joe, Lenin, Castro, Trotsky, Batista, Atoyalla, Gadaffi, Chaing, Mao, Hu, Ho Chi Mihn, Tojo, Kims (both of you) this means ALL OF YOU) Terrorists (IRA, Hez, Al-Qaudia, crazy genocidal mobs in, well, anywhere, I mean YOU) crazy peace at any costniks (aka Hanoi Jane, Kerry, Sheenan, Murtha, this is NOT just in KIA #s, as Not removing these scum will cost more lives down the road) bad fan fiction (you lot know who you are, and I mean both in my ship factions and out of them) and of course how could I forget the racist, homo-or hetrophobe, and political scumgroups going around (Yes, that means ANY AND ALL of you, no matter who you are attacking, because half of you are scum for attacking someone for something they have no control over, and the other half of you are attacking people for expressing their god given right to belive what they want to belive and love who they want to love, whether they are left or right, gay or straight (the former isn't my cup of tea, but it isn't my life, now is it?)
But enough about that.
I am a MAJOR shipper (I have no idea why, I just am) and here are my ships:
Jurassic Park: Alan/Ellie, Ian/Sarah
Cold Case: Lilly/ Scotty
L&O SVU: Elliot/Olivia Casey/Alex (Believe me when I say I am just as puzzled about this as you are)
L&O CI: Alex/Bobby, Mike/Carolyn
CSI Miami: Calleigh/Ryan (runs away from angry mob)
24: Jack/Nina (what are you going to do, shoot me? 'Runs away from angry gun-toting mob)
CSI: NY Mac/Stella, Aiden/Danny (seems like I'm one of the last left)
Lost: Jack/Kate, Sawyer/Ana-Lucia
Battlestar Galactica: Lee/Kara, #6/Baltar
Hogan's Heroes: Hogan/Tiger
Navy NCIS: Kate/Tony (goes off to shoot Don Bellasario) Gibbs/Jen (Do you realize how precious few of us there are? It shocks me still today)
Star Wars: MRevan/Bastila (LS, I am a goody two-shoes) , MLSExile/Mira, Carth/ Dodonna
Harry Potter: Harry/Hermione Draco/Ginny Ron/Cho, and Ron/Fleur
Stargate SG-1: Jack/Sam Daniel/Janet Felger/Chloe (I like keeping Janet and Jacob alive)
Stargate Atlantis: John/Liz McKay/Cadman Teyla/Keller (I have no idea why, I just do)
Valkyria Chronicles: Welkin/Alicia (This is all but mandatory, isn't it?), Zeri/Juliana, Morris/Coleen, Rene/Magari
Now, as a reward to those who read all that (all 2 of you), here are the actual stories:
Here are some fics I am planning:
The Gathering Storm: Stargate Sg1-SA Crossover: In 2008, the Earth is about to finally sign an alliance with the elusive Furlings in a meeting organized with SG-1 and the Atlantis expedition, with Brig. Gen. O'Neil as the celebrity diplomat. However, with the treaties signed, the Earthlings find they cannot go back when they dial the gates. The reason becomes apparent soon: Atlantis has vanished and Earth's Solar System has become a Black Hole of Epic preportions. Then, mysteriously, the gates activate and send the Earth's delegation through their icy grasp to lands unknown.
In 1946 China, in the middle of a civil war and the wake of three world wars, the people in the South could care little. Even with Communist and Nationalist forces clashing all over China and the Western Allies trying to mop up warlords, there is one man who is untochable. He is called Marshall Chaing Sun-Fat. He is the most poweful warlord in the entire region since before WWI. He also seized control of the Citadel of the Immortal; an antique fort that dates back to at least the Han Dynasty, and possibly before. Supposedly, one who could take it was immortal. Its walls have never fallen to an attacker. Until Fat.
The residents claim that they went to bed one night with the members of the old Chin clan Smugglers and their guards on the ramparts, slept soundly, and woke to find men with Fat's insignea in their places. The KMT, the CCP, and the Imperial Japanese Army have all tried to force him from the fortress. Noone can remember a battle and no bodies were found afterwards, but they would later find equipment hastily repainted with Fat's colors that look like the ones the invaders used. Mystery has shrouded Fat. Some say he is the Antichrist, some say he is a malviolent spirit come back to Earth. Some call him something not of this world. Some insist he makes the nights have eyes. Some claim he has otherworldly forces backing him. Some insist he is simply a lucky and skilled warlord. What is known is that Intelligence agencies of both East and West have toiled for years and not found anything about him. No birthdate, no family, no home, not even a photo of him. And everyone sent in has vanished or returned insane. What sort of horrible power does Fat wield? Why is he plauging O'Neil's normally happy dreams? Only the strongest will survive to reach the summit of the Citadel of the Immortals, The summit of human fears, and learn the truth. First in the Nemisis series.
If the Fates had Been Reversed...: Mass Effect Fan Fiction
Takes place during the timeline of the game, but under far different circumstances. Commander Sheppard is now one of the rising stars of the Alliance fleet, and has been taken under the wing of the famous first human Spectre, Commander David Anderson. Rumors circulate that he has been put forth into the selection process for Spectres, to follow his mentor. However, these plans are interrupted when a distress signal from the Human colony of Eden Prime leads to two Turian Spectres of Legendary caliber , mentor and student, going rouge from the council. Sheppard is tracked with hunting them down, only to discover himself pitched against an array of foes. The senior of the two renegades is Saren Arterius, a hardened, brutal veteran with a grave chip on his shoulder against humanity after a crime during the First Contact War that he never mentions but always unspeakingly makes present. The Junior of the two, Nihlus Krylik, though certainly not as brutal or as experienced as his mentor, is still a force to be reckoned with. However, on the trail of this deadly duo, Sheppard and his crew run a difficult and confusing lybrinthe of loyalties, opponents, and factions that make the distinction between friend and foe far more difficult than one would think.
Surrounded on all sides by intrigue and enemies, Sheppard and his crew must unravel the mystery to stop an epic disaster from coming.