Author has written 13 stories for Inuyasha, Alice, 2009, Tin Man, Stargate: Atlantis, Slayers, Bleach, and Avengers.
Hair it depends on the day but mostly blond
Eyes always brown but some times I wish they were green
Height tall enough
Age between eighteen and forty
Home united states
If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile
If you don't watch Laguna Beach, The O.C. or The Hills, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or the vise versa copy this into your profile.
My best friend is insane, if you think your best friend is insane, put this in your profile.
If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation, put it in your profile.
If you're one of those people who get excited when you see just two reviews, paste this into your profile.
If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever zoned out for more than 5 consecutive minutes, copy this into your profile.
If you're a complete loser, and proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.
HA! Excruciating pain does not hurt me anymore! Oh wait! It still does... OOWWWWW!
Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.
If you think Hatter looked most dashing when he was bruised and beaten, and hate how he cleans up at the end, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you’ve sat and wondered why the eff Jack’s hair changes color AND style after he’s back in Wonderland, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think Alice should have got off her lazy butt and helped Hatter when he tried to save her from Mad March, copy and paste this into your profile!!
If you know someone who should be run over by a bus put this on your profile.
If you believe that preps travel in packs then place this on your profile
If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile.
If you have ever slapped yourself on the head and/or banged your head on a table for no reason put this on your profile.
If several inanimate objects hate you copy and paste this into your profile
If you have ever spent more than six hours straight on the computer then copy and paste this into your profile
your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer.
If you're overly paranoid, copy this into your profile.
If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters...copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you have ever completely forgotten what you were doing, put this in your profile.
If you have actually read all these 'if you's, copy this into your profile.
There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this into your profile.
If you are odd and proud of it put this on your profile.
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you fell down a flight of stairs, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever tried to put your hair behind your ears and ended up poking yourself in the eye, copy this into your profile
If you have ever forgotten your name while introducing yourself, copy this to your profile.
If someone has ever said something to you that had nothing to do with your current conversation, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you are aware that so many people nowadays pretend to be someone they're not, copy this on your profile.
If you have ever changed your password on something and forgotten it, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever gotten a lock (like one on a locker) and put it on something, then forgot the combination, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever tried to make plans for world domination, copy and paste into your profile.
If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the heck of it, copy this into your profile.
If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile.
If you've ever read or started to read a chapter in a fanfiction, got side-tracked, and forgot to review and realized it after the author posted another chapter, copy and paste this on your profile.
If you read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you're a girl who's tired of people assuming that just because your a girl you love pink and can't fight to save your life, copy and paste this into your profile
If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.
Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.
If you love to see people copy and paste things like these up on their profile from yours, copy this to your profile.
If you have ever said something that has nothing to do with the current conversation, copy and paste this into your profile
If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy/paste this into your profile.
If you think that writing Fanfic stories is fun then copy this onto your profile!
If there are times when you just wanna annoy people for the heck of it then copy this into ya profile.
If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile.
If you have EVER been so obsessed with a song you actually A.) dream about it, B.) sing it in school no matter who's listening OR C.) know the lyrics by heart and sing it no matter how off key you are, copy this in your profile.
FANFICTION: MY ANTI-DRUG. because, who has time for drugs if you're reading and plotting and writing and checking reviews? If this is true for you, copy and paste this to your profile.
93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would tell the person, "Thanks for the compliment", copy this into your profile
If you like singing songs at random points in the day, copy this into your profile.
Too many people try to smoke cigarettes, if you haven't then copy this to your profile
If you think Japan is cool copy this to your profile
If you speak a little Japanese copy and paste this to your profile
If all the Japanese you've learned, you've learned from watching Anime, copy and Paste this to your profile.The One Copy and Paste pretty Much Everyone's Gonna Put On Their Profile.
A black man walks into a cafe one early morning and noticed that he was the only black man there. As he sat down, he noticed a white man behind him.
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"When I was born I was black,"
"When I grew up I was black,"
"When I'm sick I'm black,"
"When I go in the sun I'm black,"
"When I'm cold I'm black,"
"When I die I'll be black."
"But you sir..."
"When you're born you're pink,"
"When you grow up you're white,"
"When you're sick, you're green,"
"When you go in the sun you turn red,"
"When you're cold you turn blue,"
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And yet you have the nerve to call me colored"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
Copy this onto your site and help stop racism!
If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy this into your profile.
If you have attempted Alchemy by clapping your hands, snapping your fingers or by drawing an array, copy and paste this in your profile.
For some time many of us have wondered just who is Jack Schitt? We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt!' Well, thanks to my genealogy efforts, you can now respond in an intellectual way.
Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son, Jack.
In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt. The deeply religious couple produced six children: Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt, and the twins Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt.
Against her parents' objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout. After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced.
Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and because her kids were living with them, she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt Sherlock.
Meanwhile, Dip Schitt married Loda Schitt, and they produced a son with a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Schitt. Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequently married the Happens brothers in a dual ceremony.
The wedding announcement in the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials. The Schitt-Happens children were Dawg, Byrd, and Horse.
Bull Schitt, the prodigal son, left home to tour the world. He recently returned from Italy with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt.
Now when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt,' you can correct them.
Sincerely, Crock O. Schitt
If you love God with your whole heart and are 100 percent proud of it, copy & paste this in your profile.
This is something a pulled from someone else story, i pulled it because i agree: There is something to be said for the ability of some of us to react in a situation that sheds all sense of normality.
Take, let's say, a car accident. Two cars - no more, no less - one travelling almost three times the speed limit, the other pulling out of a car park onto the same road as the first car. The driver of the car pulling out onto the road glances quickly left and right - and sees this other car still a good distance away, presumably doing the speed limit.
I've got enough time to pull out, the driver thinks, and even as they are thinking it their car is already halfway out onto the road. BAM!
Not even enough time to react. The maniac driving the other car at three times the regular speed limit - let's say 140 kilometres per hour - doesn't even leave skid marks on the road because they simply do not register what they are seeing before they hit the first car, which - for whatever reason - was doing exactly that which they were licensed for.
In these situations Fate - if there is such a thing - usually allows the maniac to be able to walk away from such an accident. One car travelling that fast, hits another barely moving. The car that isn't moving is going to spin, if clipped on the bonnet, and come to a rest some sixty feet from where they were pulling out of the car park - with the engine shoved up into the passenger seat, and let's imagine - just for fun - that seat was already occupied.
The speeder is cushioned by their airbag, and get out of their car with maybe a bloody nose - most likely in a daze of shock as they see the occupants of the car they have hit.
Let's expand on this. It's a busy day, there are many pedestrians and witnesses to the accident - how many react, how many stand there in fear and shock themselves, how many reach for their phones to call the emergency services.
Surprisingly, next to no one will do anything. It's been seen and done a hundred times - shock will paralyse you. It's human instinct to survive, to avoid danger. There is a good chance that instinct will override decency and what your brain and heart - your soul even - screams you must do. There is nothing wrong with that, you should trust your instincts. You're dead if you don't.
You're standing there; glass and metal are twisted and sprayed over the road. There is a man stepping out of his car with nothing more than a blood nose. You glance over, nausea already building in your stomach, to the other car and see that the driver now has their foot caught up past their ear. None of the occupants of that car are really moving, but they are screaming. What do you do?
Shit man, you call for help!
But you can't - this is not a normal situation. Someone should be doing something, is that someone you? Think about it - oh no you can't, there's not enough time. Fifteen seconds have already past since the maniac ruined four lives - and nobody is doing anything.
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock.
Say, can you hear that? It's the sound of the Reaper!
Twenty five seconds pass and now a lone man rushes past you towards the accident. He's run from over four hundred feet away. He's got a mobile phone, he's lived in this area his whole life, and yet he glances up at the street sign to make sure he gets it right as he screams the name of it down the small handset.
The screams have already stopped in the victim's car, and that adds some sense of realism to the accident. Jesus... you think, this is real! There are people dead or dying over there, and I'm just standing here. What... what do...I?
Indecision gnaws at you for a good ten, fifteen seconds - and it's been the better part of a minute now. Cracked glass in the car's windshield is like a spider's web, covered in a splatter of blood - Gods...
Soon enough you realize you can hear sirens in the distance, and relax - in spite of yourself - because someone trained to handle these situations is coming, it's not your problem. You begin to walk away; after all you need to go buy some useless shit like a toaster that also tells the time - or something equally pointless built in a bankrupt society. We are, after all, only human.
You may talk about it later to someone you know - Yes... it was terrible. Truly horrific. Bloody idiot was going at least twice the speed limit - I stayed until the ambulance arrived, just to make sure...
We've walked away now, whilst the man with the cell phone is holding one of the victims who crawled out of the crashed car beneath him, his hands red with her blood, that same blood making a rather large red stain on the gravel and glass that litter the road.
The cell phone man no longer knows what to do himself as the bleeding woman dies in his lap. He's frozen now, with Death in his hands and behind his eyes. He can practically feel the life draining out of the woman in his arms.
The point of all that was we can't know how we would react unless forced into such a situation. Would you be the bystander, or the man on the cell phone? You don't know now, and you won't know until it means the difference between life and death for someone. You hold that power in your hands - the power to influence life and death.
We can't know how we would react; it's just one of those things. We may think we'd be quick, and brave, and jump right into the thick of it. But there are no guarantees, sometimes only self delusions.
Remember that, remember this, it could save someone's life. There is no room for indecision - Death doesn't like to be kept waiting.
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I have also co-written http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5916438/1/The_Day_Albus_Dumbledore_Never_Remembers with Silverfawkes.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6320683/1/Yet_Another_Universe also co-written with Silverfawkes. The sequel for this one has STARTED POSTING!!! It's called Yet Again.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6611208/1/Trust_Is_A_Relative_Thing This is another one me and Silverfawkes are working on together.