It appears as though I have entered FFN at the worst possible time. The decision took me forever, and when I finally did it, I was excited. During my guest years I'd seen just how nice everyone usually was, and it was great.
And then I pulled up and everything went to heck.
Please, guys, can't we all get along? I feel like this is a different group of people entirely. I don't want to start my FFN career like this, in the midst of a war. Nobody would. Not you, not me, not anyone.
So I guess I'll wait awhile before putting up the first chapter of Stars Align.
This is 4nn4, signing off.
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Oh, wait. I should probably put in a mini-story so as not to break the rules. (Because I'mma start my FFN life off right.)
"This is what our fans do all day?" Lloyd muttered, scrolling through the Tumblr Ninjago tag. "Good lord, they're crazy."
"Didn't we establish that fact back when you got tackled by a bunch of them in the park?" Jay asked, smirking.
"This stuff is worse than rabid teenage girls knocking me out and auctioning off my hoodie, Jay."
