Author has written 3 stories for Pokémon, Warriors, and Persona Series.
Name: Call me hydro-serpent58 or u can just call me Kari
Age: Would u really lyk 2 know? (sarcasm)
Gender: A girl
Height: As if
Weight: Lyk i'm gonna answer that!
Hobbies: Reading, playing games, running, and as of recently, writing.
Likes: Animals, colors, variety of music, anime/manga etc. Oh, I also like adventure/action/mystery video games. :)
Dislikes: People who don't know when to shut up, morning, bullies, etc.
Personality: I'm pretty quiet, but I'm talkative around my friends. I'm smart and slightly shy(or so I'm told). I'm not a crybaby, but I'm definitely not a straight forwarded person. (Actually I'm kinda the opposite.) But, I can fangirl it up when it's a character or ship I like, except I don't outwardly express it, I just smile and continue on with my day so no one can tell if I'm fangirling or not. I guess I have a split personality...
Avatar: I actually drew this! xD If anyone wants a larger view PM me and I'll link you to my DA account where the larger version is. ;p
My Writing Style, Inspirations, etc.:
Style: Um...honestly, I'm not sure what my "style" of writing is. (I know, you're probably going, what kind of writer are you?!) I guess I just try to keep it simple and add things that are subtle but are still noticeble. (Wow, that did not make any sense...-_-')
Genre: Mostly adventure. I like to develop my charcters past and relationships with others but I also like action. Which is strange since I don't seem like a very "active" person. Anyway too much violence can get boring, so I try to include some comedy here and there. Besides, who wouldn't want to laugh once in a while? ;) I also enjoy mysteries so I like to throw in puzzles and riddle in my stories, it make it really entertaining to see what I my readers think. xD
P.O.V.: Generally I write in first or third point of view. My favorite person to write as? Oddly enough, Yellow. This is because I can relate myself to her, though unlike her I'm not afraid to battle. But I am shy like her, and I do like the Viridian Forest plus I do know when to be quiet. Other than that, I can also relate myself to Crystal and Blue. But I like writing in her P.O.V. even though it's hard to write it like that for some people.
Things that inspire me/my writing: Fanart for one thing, definitely. Or fan videos. Music?...Kinda, not really though. However, I LOVE finding main charcter them songs. So yeah...any songs that you think would fit as a theme song are welcome to me. I just like to have my readers listening to something that fits as they read a chapter to help set the mood. Yeah, mostly fanart. (Feel free to show me any fanarts/drawings you have of any of my Pokespecial pairings and I may use them in my writing!)
Reviews: Yes, I love reviews! However, I don't write for reviews, I write for fun! (Kind of...when I don't have writer's block.) As to whether I review or not, I try my best to review, but I never really know what to say, but I'll do my best!
Links: Basically, my writing is inspired by events, music, fanart, etc. These links are to show you what I reference to and what inspired me. :)
Phantom a.k.a. Gengar Gijinka [LoY] - http:///albums/m415/cele-chann/Pokemon/?action=viewt=094_Gengar.jpg&mediafilter=images https:///476161
Haunted Piano Theme - [LoY] - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b1bYyVY6RAA
- Pokemon Special -
Title: The Legend of Yellow
Summary: A girl with blond hair and olive eyes meets her destiny. Yellow, an innocent girl get’s a taste of the magical side of the world of Pokemon when her powers are called upon to save the flow of Time and the heart of Space.
Status: On-going - I will come back to this!
- Warriors -
Title: The Other Side of Me
Summary: Hawkfrost wasn't always evil, infact, he was actually a loving brother. What if Brambleclaw had tried to get him to change and not follow in Tigerstar's footsteps? Would he be saved, or would StarClan's prophecy come true?
Status: Hiatus - Lost all my files so the only notes I have are in some old journals. May or may not discontinue.
- Persona Series -
Title: Persona 3: Free Every Spirit
Summary: When the Fool died, the Priestess wept and the Lovers cried out. The Empress roared and the Magician wailed. The Emperor screamed while the Aeon stared on in despair. And amongst the chaos, who should it be to witness this event? Why, the Justice of course.
Pairings: Male ProtagonistxChihiro
I will try to publish my stories, but in the meantime please vote on my poll! :D See ya!
My Close Friends:
liv.laugh.luv. - I know her in person, just like her pen name she laughs a lot. She's really smart and can put a smile on your face. :p
Unsatisfied Explosion - One of my best friends that I know in person just like liv.laugh.luv. She loves Mudkip, L, and the color blue. =)
Avril Cross - She's an awesome author and mangaka. Check out some of her stories, I also know her in person just like liv.laugh.luv. and Unsatisfied Explosion. 8D
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
to the top
of the tree.
Hey every one! Why don'cha read dis. If u believe in prayer send dis to someone u know and tell them to pass on the message.
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 raped 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 the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, 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?
Repost this in your profile if you truly believe in God.
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up 4 him he will stand up for you
This is an important message, read on but have some sugar nearby incase you break down into a crying fit.
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 a round. 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 with out 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 about abortion. Read on, but have a tissue ready.
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cryed post this in your profile (abortion isn't some random preventative measure; it's murder. It's evil, cruel, and it's a gift...from the devil.)
Guy: Where have you been all my life?
Gurl: Hiding from you.
Guy: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Gurl: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.
Guy: Is this seat empty?
Gurl: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.
Guy: Your place or mine?
Gurl: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.
Guy: So, what do you do for a living?
Gurl: I'm a female impersonator.
Guy: Hey baby, what's your sign?
Gurl: Do not enter.
Guy: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Guy: Your body is like a temple.
Gurl: Sorry, there are no services today.
Guy: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Gurl: But would you stay there?
Guy : If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
Gurl: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.
Guy: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put u and i together
Gurl: Really? 'Cause I'd put f and u together.
(if ur a girl that would say stuff like that then post this on your profile)
My Sword: (Quiz result of "What is the name of your sword? (on Quizilla by kittenplush66))
Your sword is the most beautiful blade in the world. It protects you, and believes in you. Trusts you, and loves you. No matter what happens, your sword will always be the brightest star in the sky to you.
Quote: "Reach for the sky, reach for the stars...And I'll reach to the Earth, reach for your hand."
Sword Spirit: Star Dragon
Sword Aura Color: Dark Blue
Well, i don't haf much to "say" here... see ya! I also haf anonymous pen name... 4 those of u who want 2 know, bug off! I only told some users my anonymous pen name. And no, just because u read dis profile doesn't mean i'll tell u wat it iz. :P