Name: Evening

Real Name: No. Damn. Way.

I can be found on Gaia online. I am a good kind of troll. I really like comedy.

My profile picture is Rita Mordio from Tales of Vesperia. Ain't she cute.

Reading: Crescendo by Becca Fitzpatrick

Listening To: Where's my Angel? by Metro Station

Writing (fanfic): Not sure of the title yet.

Description: I’m a self-proclaimed nerd and fangirl. But let’s get this clear. I do NOT do the “squeefan let’s throw grammar out the window” thing. You do that and I will freaking murder you. Got it?

Good.

I’m actually very, very nice. But usually, you have to earn my respect before we get to that point.

I'm a realist. But I tend to look at the bright side.

I like writing in fragments. Love them, don’t know why. They’re so much more awesome than regular sentences. Fragments. Are. Damn. Fun.

I'm an appreciator of hot boys and emo hair. Because it's so damn smexy I can't stand it. Too bad I don't know any guys with emo hair in real life. Effing fail, male community. Why must you curse me so?

I procrastinate a lot. Which means my homework and stories barely ever get done. But I think my writing is passable and I get good grades, so I don’t care about my lack of sleep. Which may be a problem in the future, actually.

I am annoyed by people who write good reviews just for the sake of good reviews. Don’t. Do. It.

Some people say that reviews are supposed to be where you say nice things about a story. Oh, HECK no. I state my honest opinions in reviews, no matter how harsh or bitchy. I think that everyone deserves the truth. And the truth you shall get.

Please use correct english. Thanks.

How fun...

Especially for someone who wouldn't be caught dead at a school dance.

Appearance: Red/brown/blonde hair. Natural. I'm short. I'm deadly pale, because I hardly go outside. I wear glasses, and sometimes blue contacts. I hate green eyes. I love cute guys.

Age: 14

Hometown: Somewhere in North America.

Favorite Books: Maximum Ride, Fallen, Hush Hush, Marked, Lucky Star, Kitchen Princess, Persona 3, Fruits Basket, Pride and Prejudice

Favorite Music Artists: The All-American Rejects, Owl City, Boys Like Girls, Simple Plan, Evanescence, Paramore, The Fray, Three Days Grace, Breaking Benjamin, Linkin Park, Green Day, and a lot more I can't think of right now... I hate screamo.

PM me. I love talking to people.

If you think Justine Bieber and Edward Cullen belong together, copy and paste this onto your profile and add your name to the list!

Daughter of The Evening

My Stories:

Dad, Lucifer Just Called - Comedy. I really like making fun of serious stories. I'm here to start commotion and conspiracy. If you get it, I love you. If you bitch, get over it.

A message to everyone who’s mad about flaming:
Ever thought about defining flaming, people? I like flames. They give me criticism. And that’s the key word there. Criticism.

I agree that I may have been harsh to some people, and I apologize for that. But I am probably one of the nicer people considering my friends.

Whenever I sit down to read a story, I believe it should, first of all, be readable. If a story is so bad that I can’t even tell what you’re saying beneath all the chatspeak and bad capitalization, I will flame you. It’s one of those things I can’t change about myself.

Constructive criticism and flaming achieve the same thing, though with very different means. I haven’t read a single flame without justified reasons for flaming. We list out every single freaking thing you did wrong. And if there are a lot of things, there’s absolutely no way to sugarcoat it. It may be construed as a flame when it really is not intended as such. When you upload a story on here, I expect you to know how to use the shift key. That’s my biggest peeve. I usually state other grammatical issues nicely. Usually.

For example, if you have problems with your tenses and that’s it, I would probably say, “Your story is overall good, but…”

I’d like to end this with saying that if I ever really, truly flamed you, your story probably pissed me off to no end. And I’m not going to apologize when I have reasons to back myself up. I will say that maybe I should have been nicer, though. But if it’s THAT bad, nice wouldn’t be worth shit.

I’m a bitch.

Deal with it.

Thank you if you read all of that. Just needed to get that out of my system.

Now, go on! Flame my stories!

If you want to argue with me and rant about this, please PM me. I would love to listen to you. But warning: If you don’t capitalize, I won’t take you seriously. That’s all I ask for.