Author has written 6 stories for Outsiders, Bully, Left 4 Dead, Aladdin, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Avengers.
Been on Fanfiction (dot) net a while now and decided to update my profile. I had too many quotes and it looked messy, so I cut out a bunch and... you don't care. Moving along.
My fandoms change randomly, and are on all sorts of different spectrum's (from Left 4 Dead to Gilmore Girls, to give you an idea). I have a tendency to cross random fandoms over one another, which can yield odd results, and I generally perfer canon romances, though I have been known to enjoy the odd pairing (DracoXRon FTW!). I get burned out on fandoms quickly, and usually enough reviews will keep me going on on a fandom, just because I'm a review whore. I also seem to have developed a habit of starting a story and then dropping it after losing momentum, momentum here having the meaning of organization. Because of this, I've decided not to start a story until I've completely finished working on the outline.
I'm fond of Alternative music, but I'll listen to almost anything and I've been on a Blues/Folk music binge lately. I'm an avid reader, but totally Anti-Twilight and I have a thing for books with unhappy endings, complicated characters, and creative plot lines. I love fanfiction, but I'm constantly running into Mary-Sues and poorly thought-out plot-lines, so if anyone knows of some excellent fanfiction, please feel free to send me a link!
I'm 22, female, and a college student, working towards a BA in English. If left to my own devices, I would probably be in the car traveling, rather than colleging.
My ultimate ambition is to be a professional writer, since I've always loved words and reading, though my writing still needs improvement. I have an account on FictionPress (dot) net, (username: IndependenceDay) which is waiting for a proper story, and an account on DeviantArt as well (username: DallyloverXD) go see some rough sketchwork and a few poems if you're interested!
Thanks for reading!
Desert Storm: Now that TaBA has pulled ahead in chapter numbers I'll be getting back to work on this fic.
Sing for the Moment: A one-shot series using songs to give depth to the cast of Bully (also known as Canem Canis Edit). Very random pairings, a few serious ones, and some actual character analysis, with a few OC's in there for some what-if scenarios. Enjoy for the music if nothing else.
There and Back Again:Has been reposted.
Left 4 Dead:
Bike Unrealistic Splash Embarrassingly Transparent: A quick one-shot in which Nick suffers, Ellis is a child, and interesting things happen to a white suit.
Left of Center: A one-shot that's a little pointless, but I'm quite proud of it. Based off the song by Suzzane Vega, and a Dally OC pairing, though nothing serious.
Quotes and Fun Stuff:
"Remember that the most beautiful things are often the most useless -- peacocks and lilies for example." John Ruskin.
"When choosing between two evils, I always choose the one I never chose before." Mae West.
"Everything good in life is either immoral, illegal, or fattening."
"I AM CALM! I'M THE PICTURE OF CALMNESS!! NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY BEFORE I THROW YOU THROUGH A WALL!!"
"Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"
"Don't piss me off, I'm running out of places to hide the bodies."
"Shit happens...Mostly to me, so don't worry."
"When I give a lecture, I accept that people look at their watches, but what I do not tolerate is when they look at it and raise it to their ear to find out if it stopped!"
"Some people are like slinkies. Not really good for anything, but they're fun to watch fall down the stairs."
"Have a nice day, somewhere else."
"If you die out there, I'm gonna kick your ass!"
"Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things that I can, and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had to kill because they pissed me off."
"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."
"The number of people staring at you is directly proportional to the stupidity of your actions."
"A good friend bails you out of jail. A great friend is sitting there next to you saying 'Man, that was fun!'"
"Jack Sparrow: Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid."
"Jessie: If that happens, all intelligent life will end!
"No tresspassing, violators will be shot, survivors will be shot again."
"Eevee: I’ve dreamt about this since I was a little girl!
"FAMOUS LAST WORDS: That’s funny, I remember seeing somebody who looks just like you on America's Most Wanted..."
"There are very few personal problems that cannot be solved by a suitable application of high explosives."
"Ninety-three percent of the teen population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe. Copy and paste this if you would be part of the seven percent that'd be LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF!"
"If you despise Twilight and think it is a poorly written book with flat characters and a predictable plotline, copy and paste this into your profile."
"If you think Twilight is overrated, copy and paste this into your profile."
"If you’ve written a bad fanfiction before and admit it, copy and paste this into your profile."
"If you don’t give a damn what other people think about you, copy and paste this into your profile."
"If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile."
98 of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this into your profile
I like cheese. I have seen purple cows. If two gooses are geese, then why aren't two moose meese, or when two foots are feet, why aren't two footballs feetball? Milk tastes good. People call me crazy, but I'm just random! If you're random and proud of it, copy and paste this in your profile!
This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, copy and paste it to your profile:
My name is Sarah I am but three,
Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!
1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.
2.) You havent played solitaire with real cards in years.
3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is that they dont have a screen name or myspace.
4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the button on the tv.
6.) Your boss doesnt even have the ability to do your job.
7.) You read this list, & keep nodding and smiling.
8.) As you read this list, you think about sending it to all your friends.
9.) and you were too busy to notice number 5.
10.) You actually scrolled back up to check that there was a number 5.
11.) & now youre laughing at your stupidity.
12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for it. And you know you did.
If you like to put these types of things in your profile, copy and paste to your profile.
For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you just what you find so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour long sob-fest, then start singing and dancing when your favorite song plays. Crazy is when you do or say a totally random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or start having a thumbwar with yourself . So if you're crazy, copy this onto your profile.
I'm emo so I must cut my wrists
You say 50 cent - I say 3 Days Grace
PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end 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 around. 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 without 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
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 killed 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 God for her safety, 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 repost it?
START A REVOLUTION IN YOUR COMMUNITY OR YOU CAN BY YOURSELF!!
The sorting hat says that I belong in Gryffindor!
Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those with brave deeds to their name."
Students of Gryffindor are typically brave, daring, and chivalrous.
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