Poll: You are engaged in polite conversation with your friend. You blink, un-blink, and she has, most unexpectedly, grown a moustache. How do you point it out to her without committing a social faux pas? Vote Now!
Author has written 33 stories for Merlin, Harry Potter, Sherlock, and Doctor Who.
UPDATES: I know I'm useless. I'm sorry about that. I have many excellent excuses but you probably aren't interested in them. I promise I'll get on with updating everything eventually. My stories shall not languish unfinished on my profile for eternity.
Before we begin, you should know that I possess the ability to talk for England without really saying anything... So please don't feel obligated to read everything I've written. I won't know whether you have or not ;)
LANJO FOR THE WIN!
I have no intention of explaining that statement.
I seem to have acquired a lot of interesting nicknames in my time here (probably because the penname's a bit of a mouthful)... PPP, PP in the P, PPitP, Pigeons, Poison, Pigeon and the best yet: PoiPig. You may call me whatever you like; I'll answer to any of those. I'll probably answer to Oi, you! as well. I am also a member of the Plot Bunny Obsessives (ask Kizzia) and Weird Sock Resistance (ask Cherrytree007 about that one).
I'm sick of reading people's profiles and being told to 'copy and paste' things onto my profile. I will not do something just because you tell me to do it! I can come up with my own thoughts and feelings, I don't need to cope and paste yours! Copy and paste this into your profile if it fits you.
Also, I would just like to say that I think I always reply to reviews (unless I forget. Sometimes I forget things, for instance I have forgotten where I left the book I'm reading at the moment, which is inconvenient) because I am a polite Englishperson, and I never leave flame reviews. I don't like flames. Leave me as much constructive criticism as you like, it's well meant, I know, but flames are just unpleasant. I think it's easy to forget that there's a real person on the receiving end of the unpleasantness, a real person who could be young and vulnerable. I'd sooner run naked down the street yodelling than make someone feel bad about themselves like that.
Much obligated to you, good sirs and ladyfolks, for the extensive spanning of your attentions towards myself,
P.S. Message me if you like. Go on. I dare you. I don't bite. Often.
Please enjoy my stories. Or not.