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First thing I want to say is that I have also written a novel-length Ranger's Apprentice fic, and had it printed on paper for myself, but I have not yet gotten around to actually uploading it to Fanfiction. Hopefully that will come soon.
I apologise if some of the words I use are a little unorthodox, but my vocabulary is my vocabulary and I've spent years building it up by reading hours a day. So if you don't understand some of my words, get a dictionary. Or just move on and forget about it...your choice.
I do not have a fixed schedule for updating my fic "Spelled Voiceless" so don't sweat if I haven't updated in a month. I intend to finish the darn thing, and even if I lag in writing it I'm not giving up!
About my Fic Preferences and Writing
I have certain principles, so no story that is on my profile, whether I wrote it, favorite it, or whatever will not have slash. I think that the concept is wrong, but I do not hate people who agree with it or whatever. I can stand reading mild language, though I don't use it myself. And I hate stereotyping. Every single person is different and deserves to be treated as such!
I also probably won't be writing much, if any, romance, because I feel like I would be an epic failure at it! I also tend to agree with canon pairings, although Ginny in Harry Potter is just an animated hunk of cardboard, so I don't like her. But I think Harry is just about the same way, so I guess they are good together...
I like disability fics, slave fics, snape and harry mentorship/adoption fics, and powerful!harry fics. Oh yeah, creature fics too. Outcast's Alley by RhiannonT was especially good. My other top Faves are Burnt by lastcrazyhorn (a disabled fic with snape and harry adoption) and A Shadowed Soul by devilblondie (a powerful, assasin, bloodmage Harry, very much AU).
And now since that is out, a few basic facts about myself. I am a highschooler and swamped with work so once I start putting my fic up please give me time between updates! My favorite color is purple, I like Star Wars, Harry Potter, Ranger's Apprentice, Inheritance Cycle, and Maximum Ride. I love Ice Cream and sarcasm and reading and petting my cats and the occasional action movie or video game, as well as Harry Potter music and the band Skillet.
My pen name is actually the name of a character of my own devising from the Ranger's Apprentice story I have written. She was one of my favorite characters and is very useful as a user name since no one beside myself has ever heard of her, therefore I don't get that annoying message, "Sorry, but that username has already been taken. Please change the username and try again." Don't you all hate when that happens?
Harry Potter: Severus Snape! I mean, come on! He's an enigma right up until he dies!
Maximum Ride: Fang. Because I think he is a bit like me. Apart from being a boy, obviously.
Star Wars: Han Solo. I mean, cocky! But for the prequel trilogy it would have to be Anakin. Heehee, his name is awesome.
Ranger's Apprentice: Halt, who inspired me to add various raised eyebrows to my facial expression repertoire. And don't you love dry humor?
Inheritance Cycle: Murtagh. For some reason I like conflicted characters. Second is Arya, because she is the only awesome female character in any story I've read so far.
Least Favorite Characters:
Harry Potter: Dumbledore. Just cuz he's boring. He's worse than Harry because Harry at least has loads of fights. Dumbledore has...how many? One. And I also heard that "Dumbledore" means "bumblebee" in some language.
Maximum Ride: Nudge. She is annoying!
Star Wars: Leia. She, like most female characters that attempt to be tough, is boring. Hollywood, get some decent female characters in action movies that actually make a difference!
Ranger's Apprentice: Alyss, for the same reason I don't like Leia. It has nothing to do with the fact that she is in love with Will...really!
Inheritance Cycle: Angela. She acts too strangely for me to take her seriously.
When I first discovered the joys of writing, I was exuberant. I couldn't believe that something that had always seemed to tedious and cold and unfeeling could be so full of life, and so easy to continue. My words were no longer forced, pondered long and hard. They simply formed in my head, then flowed through my body down to my fingers and channeled out through my pen. I didn't have to think about it; the words and paragraphs were just there. It seemed that teh English Language had decided that she ahd given me a hard time for long enough, and it was time for me to discover her full potential.
When I first began to write, in earnest for the first time in my life, time flew like my pen across my paper. Before I realized what had happened ,the day was gone; I had spent all of it pouring my thoughts onto the pages of my notebook. I was truly startled by this new revelation; I had only ever before experienced this lack of perception of time's flow when reading a good fiction novel. The idea that something else could also have that effect was astounding.
The next day, the same thing happened. I had spent my entire weekend engaged in an activity I had previously hated.
How had this occurred?
I had a story to tell. And because I needed to let it out, the fact that it involved writing was irrelevant. A story brought writing to life for me. Because, it isn't the writing itself that contains the magic - it is what the words say.
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I wasBLACK,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 you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
Post that on your profile if you hate racism.
Have you ever seen a teenage girl standing on the fringes of the crowd? She silently watches the goings on of her peers with unwavering eyes, but never engages anyone herself. She keeps her arms crossed, as if to put up a barrier of protection between herself and the outgoing, talkative people around her. Her clothing isn’t flashy or bright, because she likes to keep her style simple, with subdued color tones and quickly fixed hair. Makeup, if she wears any, is subtle, because she doesn’t want to stand out. She avoids walking through groups and gives people ample space. The edges of the room are her refuge, where she can see anyone approaching and feels unobtrusive and unnoticed. If you approach her and try to engage her in conversation, she avoids looking directly into your face, her eyes darting around the room and to the floor. She is awkward when speaking, trailing of at the end of her sentences as if to say as little as possible. The act of asking questions is frightening to her, as she thinks that people will not see her questions as curiosity but as nosiness. Afraid of being shunned, she doesn’t give her personal opinion in group discussions and instead talks of opinions her mother, her sister, her father, have asserted. She has a single person not of her family that she speaks of, her best and only good friend. She is a girl afraid to be herself, afraid of exclusion even as she excludes herself. She is a loner.
And that was just a little paragraph I had written for a school assignment. I can't post it on the site, since it is not exactly fanfiction, but I wanted to put it somewhere where people could read it. I thought that it was...insightful. It should be, since I myself acted very much like the girl described in the paragraph a few years ago.
Weird is good. Strange is bad. Odd is what you call someone who you can't decide what to call them. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, which means weird is good! If you are weird and proud of it, post this on your profile!
People fear the strange and unusual. I am the strange and unusual.
I AM CALM! I'M THE PICTURE OF CALMNESS!! NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY BEFORE I THROW YOU THROUGH A WALL!!
If knowledge is power, and power corrupts...then SCHOOL IS EVIL!
The only reason I learned the rules is so I know how to break them right!
Don't annoy me. I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.
Most people learn by observation, and there are the few who learn by experimentation. And then there are those who actually TOUCH the fire to see if it's really hot.
Children - You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 years telling them to sit down and shut-up.
Real girls aren't perfect, perfect girls aren't real.
The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.
Whoever said 'nothings impossible' never tried to nail jell-o to a tree!
Lead me not into to temptation, I can find my way myself.
T.G.I.F -- Thank Goodness I'm female!
"I'm out of bed and dressed. What more do you want?"
If nobody's perfect, then I must be nobody.
Anyone who says 'Easy as taking candy from a baby' has never tried it.
Crazy? Once I was crazy. They locked me in a room to die. Die? I don't want to die. All the mice will get me. Mice? I hate mice. They drive me crazy. Crazy? Once I was crazy. They locked...
You know you live in 2013 when...
1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.
2.) You haven't played solitaire with real cards for years
3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screen name or my space
4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV
6.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.
7.) As you read this list you 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 scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.
11.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.
12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.
This is an interesting story. Just read it through.
Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?
Student : Absolutely, sir.
Professor : Is GOD good ?
Student : Sure.
Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?
Student : Yes.
Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?
(Student was silent.)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Is satan good ?
Student : No.
Professor: Where does satan come from ?
Student : From … GOD …
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student : Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?
Professor: So who created evil ?
(Student did not answer.)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student : Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them ?
(Student had no answer.)
Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?
Student : No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?
Student : No , sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smell your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?
Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student : Yes.
Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.
Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Student : And is there such a thing as cold?
Student : No, sir. There isn’t.
(The lecture theatre became very quiet with this turn of events.)
Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)
Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?
Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?
Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)
Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?
(The class was in uproar.)
Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter. )
Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.
Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.
The students name was Albert Einstein.
There was a professor of philosophy who was a deeply committed atheist. His primary goal for one required class was to spend the entire semester attempting to prove that God could not exist. His students were always afraid to argue with him because of his impecable logic.
For 20 years he had taught this class and no one had ever had the courage to go against him. Sure, some had argued in class at times, but no one had ever really gone "against him". No one would go against him because he had a reputation.
At the end of every semester, on the last day, he would say to his class of 300 students, "If there's anyone here who still believes in Jesus, stand up!" In 20 years, no one had ever stood up. They knew what he was going to do next. He would say,"because anyone who does believe in God is a fool". If God existed, he could stop this piece of chalk from dropping to the ground and breaking.
Such a simple task to prove that he is God and yet he can't do it! And every year, he would drop the chalk onto the tile floor of the class room and it would shatter into a hundred pieces. All of the students could do nothing but stop and stare. Most of the students were convinced that God couldn't exist. Certainly, a number of Christians had slipped through, but for 20 years, they had been too afraid to stand up.
Well, a few years ago, there was a freshman who happened to get enrolled in the class. He was a Christian and had heard the stories about this professor. He had to take the class because it was one of the required classes for his major. And he was afraid but for 3 months that semester he prayed every morning that he would have the courage to stand up no matter what the professor said or what the class thought. Nothing they said or did could ever shatter his faith, he hoped.
Finally the day came. The professor said, "If there is anyone here who still believes in God, stand up." The professor and the class of 300 people looked at him, shocked, as he stood up at the back of classroom. The professor shouted, "You fool! If God existed he could keep this piece of chalk from breaking when it hit the ground!" He proceeded to drop the chalk, but as he did, it slipped out of his fingers, off his shirt cuff, onto the pleat of his pants, down his leg, and off his shoe. As it hit the ground, it simply rolled away unbroken. The professor's jaw dropped as he stared at the chalk. He looked up at the young man then ran out of the lecture hall.
The young man who had stood up proceeded to walk to the front of the room and share his faith in Jesus for the next half hour. 300 students stayed and listened as he testified of God's love for them and of His power through Jesus.
Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God?
Stand up of Jesus! Re-post this on your profile if you'd be that 1 of 300 to stand strong for God.
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what... and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you. I bet 98 of you people that read this won't repost.
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this,because the in the Bible it says if you deny me,I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.
God totally owns fanfiction, everyone on it, every thought concerning it, every thought otherwise in the world, every particle in the world and universe, Is and loving and amazingly forgiving (takes a dramatic gasp of air and continues) has power and wisdom beyond even our wildest dreams, and DOES EXIST . If you agree, please, do copy and paste.
From a strictly MATHEMATICAL Viewpoint: What Equals 100 percent? What does it mean to give MORE than 100 percent? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100 percent? We have all been in situations where someone wants you to give over 100 percent. How about achieving 101 percent? What equals 100 percent in life? Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these Questions:
Even if you can't see him, God is there! if you believe in God copy and paste.
Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent that aren't, copy this, put it in you profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Tsuyu Mikazuki, Weasel Chick, Revenant666, dragonsroar, foxdude33, FallenLex, Soelle, Akihiro Asamoto, Corvin, 9tail_Naruto, FlameKaiser, NoNameNeeded, Kyuuki-sama, Seraph of Shadows, Uncle Joe, Cheezygeezer3661, Ivycloak
If you've been on the computer for hours on end reading fanfiction, copy and paste this into your profile.
"Now, I wonder. If I tell you where I am, can I claim the twenty pounds? That would be a pound or so for each family here. You can eat a whole winter off that." -Robin Hood
Harry > Voldemort, Voldemort > Cedric, and Cedric = Edward. So, Harry > Voldemort > Edward. Therefore, Harry > Edward. So, Harry Potter > Twilight. If you agree with this form of logic, copy and paste this into your profile.
65 percent of teenagers spend more time watching TV rather than reading, if you are part of the 35 percent who read more than watch TV, then copy and paste this into your profile then add your name. RaeVenn-Chan, Fall-For-Deceit, PhoenixTears95, J Spiker, The Awsome Threesome charmed4lifekaren, Monsters-Need-Love-Too, silver7612 , Ivycloak
97% of teenagers would be screaming and crying if The Edward Cullen of Twilight was standing on top of a 40 story building ready to jump. If you are one of the 3% sat in a deck chair, eating popcorn and shouting "DO A BACK FLIP" then paste this to your profile to show the Edward Lovers that we are here!!!
Courage doesn't mean being fearless. Courage means being scared to death and still having the guts to go out there and save the day. From Shadowed White Rosebud's story Fearless Is Just A Word.