This... is my profile. Which means I should be saying something eloquent and witty about myself. Uhm.
Okay, so I've had the same profile for far too long, especially given that the profile was basically a four-paragraph temper tantrum. Dear everyone who read my profile from mid-December 2008 onwards: I'm sorry, I swear that I am not usually so pissy and miserable.
Anyway, the name I use on the internet is Dybael. I got the name directly off a random name generator a long time ago when I needed a name for some-site-or-other, and it ended up sticking. Yay for names with no inherent meaning! You can call me Dyb, or Dibby L, or hell I'll even respond to a well-timed "Hey You!" I'd appreciate not being called, say, "Dybby" or "DybDyb" because (a) names generally start sounding kind of pathetic when you reach multiple-y territory and (b) those are really, really creepily familiar for nicknames to give to some random internet stranger. Other names I've used on the internet have been Mahaiwe (during my brief attempt to not suck at World of Warcraft) and AthenaChrome (if you go all the way back to my 'bratty tweenager' days).
So, about me? I tend to ramble a lot, in case you haven't noticed. Also, I am a snarkosaurus rex with speech patterns that are halfway Buffy Speak, halfway Dinosaur Comics stilted diction and abuse of the word 'also', and halfway "It's not my fault my train of thought is actually a drifting, unsteerable hot air balloon". Oh, and halfway terrible at math. I'm a pan-fandom nerd with terrible media comprehension (to make a long story short: disease, diagnostic disaster, long-term infection, neurological problems, autoimmune problems. Body hates me, progress is slow but actually happening now yay). As a result, I read tons of fanfiction. After all, text is easy and reading is fun. Meanwhile, images fail because by the time I figure out what's going on the scene has changed twice, and sound fails because my ears don't multitask (The phone starts ringing? Someone tries to say a few words to me? I completely lose track of both the media and the distraction).
I'm asexual, which makes my fanfiction-reading perspective a little different, I guess? I love stories with witty banter and swashbuckly plots and character development, and don't much care if they're het or slash or gen since I'd skip over the smutty bits anyway. I like romances because there's generally lots of delicious character development happening, but the actual stuff with the bodily fluids only gets read if (a) the rest of the prose is so amazing I cannot bear to miss a single word or (b) I suspect that in the middle of the sexytimes someone is going to have a Character-Development Epiphany of some kind.
My favorite tropes are mostly mad-science related. I'm especially fond of tomatoes in the mirror, things done FOR SCIENCE!, and oddly enough, body horror/transformation trauma, despite that the entire horror genre gives me the jibblies. Mutations are fun, things leaping out to yell "boo" send me cowering under a blanket. My subconscious must loathe me, because it gets its kicks throwing scare chords randomly into the songs that run through my head.
This account exists so I can write non-anonymous reviews to fic (note to self: review more!). I don't write stories myself because the words I put on paper never seem to live up to the plot bunnies that live out their entire lives in my head. Also, the process is torture. While I can ramble cheerfully and endlessly in, say, a profile, once I have an idea for a story I turn into a horrible perfectionist, and the pleasurable process of writing becomes agony as I drag screaming words onto the page and then swiftly cast them out for not living up to my Platonic ideal of phrasing. I've never betaed a story before, but I would really like to because I suspect it'd be a way to harness my were-perfectionism for good and not evil (after all, fine-tuning other people's words isn't torturous, it's fun.)
Instead of writing stories, I take copious notes. As of writing this profile, I have 18 pages of mostly-fanfiction plots, ideas, phrases, and trope-twistings. Please, ask me about them! I am more than happy to share, it's not like I'm going to put them to use anytime soon.
In conclusion: I really shouldn't have written this profile at two in the morning. It's safe for you to assume that on a diurnal basis I contain at least 50 percent more sanity than this profile depicts. Really, it's amazing that I'm capable of... words... together thing. At late. Yeah.
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