Author has written 8 stories for Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VIII, and Final Fantasy IX.
Andraste's flaming knickerweasels, have I really been registered since 2003? IS THIS WHAT IT'S LIKE TO FEEL OLD?!?
Do I get like, a sweet badge or something?
Some sort of blinged out old lady cane to shake at you kids for sticking around and continuing to barf out words in fandom's general direction for this long? Because that would be cool. I have way too many gold star stickers than I even know what to do with - fact.
So let's see here... name is ladybonerfarts over in these parts - why? because I outgrew my old names, and it was funny, okay? You may also refer to me as Your Noodleship, the Lady Bonerfarts; god, or "Hey, You!" or whatever. I don't care. I usually just refer to myself as "Her Noodleship" as a joke because it's still funny to me - it's kind of a tough one to explain - so you can go with that.
I am a nerd chimera with interests all over the freaking place. No joke. When I'm not busy headbutting my keyboard, I'm usually out having, you know, a real life, or being a library minion finding new ways to make my back hate me and my carpal tunnel syndrome flare up - we minions are basically the house elves of a library who sort and shelve your precious books and make sure they're in the right place. You're welcome.
I don't upload a whole lot here anymore. To be quite honest - noodly promise, I'm quite blunt when it comes to these things - I've written zip worth publishing for... ever. I mean, everything's probably languishing in a folder on my G Drive somewhere.
I'll try, though.
Mostly I'm available for the beta-ing.
My red pen takes no prisoners.
DISCLAIMER: any and all of the following external links to my crap outside of ff.net is most definitely going to lead to shameless crap where I probably swear a lot and write colorful things. Be cool and please be of appropriate legal age or whatever in your local area if you're going to get all clickity-click on the blue links. Her Noodleship would like to abide. That is all.
Most of my work lives over on my AO3 account. (Warning: all my shamelessly inappropriate stuff lives there. Not for innocent eyes. One fic follows Rule #34. Exactly.)
I'm currently working on my monster word child, Like Moth to Flame, my personal love letter to Bioware's Dragon Age: Inquisition, and to other things near and dear to me. PLEASE SEND HELP I'VE CREATED A MONSTER/SEND MOAR WHISKEY. It accidentally turned into a huge thing. I'm talking like, it's own little universe. Maker's balls, how the crap did that happen?
There's a tumblr for it. So far it's part captain's log, part... well, I'm hoping to fill it with stuff. Mainly it's just captain's log. It'll be updated when I remember it exists. Sorry I'm not a cool kid like that. I can't tumblr good hurr hurr.
I have a Fiction Press account over here, but nothing lives there except rolling tumbleweed, a haunting echoing wind of disappointment, and a thought that crops up in your mind of some madwoman fruitlessly smacking her head against the keyboard muttering to herself as she communes with her friend in her desperate hour, Doctor Whiskey.
And if you really like what I have to say or want to follow me or whatever, weirdos:
I can haz Twitter? (Word of warning: you might want to avoid it when there's a Vancouver Canucks game on. Language on occasion, cats, sleep deprived words, etc)