Hello every one,

I don't like to talk about myself all that much and I don't care for small talk either, so I'll jump write into it (Pun unintended). I like to write, duh. If you want to learn more about what I like scroll to the section labeled "Me, Myself, and I", if not just keep reading. I think I have a few story ideas that other people, besides my friends, would like. Here's more on that.

Story Ideas:

1. Falleen Angel (Sym Bionic Titan)

Lance is returning home one night from a run and finds a girl on his front lawn. As he goes to inspect her an odd man in a white and faded brown coat jumps out of the shadows. Not knowing what his intentions are, Lance fades back to the shadows and watches as the scene unfolds before him. Before long the man calls out in an odd language and black shapes begin to appear from the surrounding trees. Lance, being the hero he is, runs in and quickly defeats the man, who unfortunately escapes with his strange "Pack" of shadows, rescuing the girl. Will this girl be some part of new Mutraddi scheme to kill Illana? Or will she be a new race entirely?

First Paragraph:

It was dark, almost dark enough to disguise me for what I truly was. A few street lights flickered on and off up ahead. I checked my surroundings, no sight of the Pack and their dreaded master Hunter. I readjusted the bag on my back that held all my possessions and got ready to sprint forward. As I rocked gently on the balls of my feet I felt a slight wind on the back of my neck. Was it a one of the Pack? I stood up out of my sprinter's position and looked around. It was about 2 a.m. in the little dreary suburb that I was traveling through. Not a single thing moved and that was what worried me. I took two shaky breaths and calmed myself. They couldn't have followed me here. I had left them in the dust, or trees, back at the river, there was no possible way that they could have made up all that time in just a few short hours. They couldn't even cross running water!

2. White Rider (Fast 5)

One night, while at one of the more organized drift races, Han Lue finds out that a new racer, called Rider, has made an appearance at that very race. As Han approaches this Rider and tries to coax some answers out of him, he is challenged to a motorcycle race. Rider finally speaks to make that challenge and says that if Han can beat him, he will take his helmet off and show every one his true identity,but if he wins he must never be asked to take his helmet off again. Yet the chances are slim that Han will win he takes the challenge any way. Will Han win and the strange Rider show his true identity? Or will Han's questions never be answered?

First Paragraph:

The music blared through the speakers of several cars and vibrated my helmet. I never understood why any one would like the music up this loud. As I sat there on my Ducati Diavel and tried to look tough, I saw a car pull up. A new car at too. I thought over the last few nights that I had been here. All the same cars and all the same racers had shown up for the last eight nights and I had learned everything I could from these drivers. I was about to leave as the new car showed up. It was a black Lexus FLA and had only one person in it. That puzzled me, these guys normal had five or six girls crammed in there with them. This one was flying solo.

3. Different Mind, Different Soul, Different Heart (Kingdom Hearts)

For as long as Cora can remember she has always had the feeling that she was different. She never could connect to any one. She never felt close to any one. That all changed the day that the boy with the blue spiky hair came into her life. On one of odder midnight runs she took often, she stumbles across two boys her age and an older man. The boys had blue or red spiky hair, and the man had silver. As soon as she made her presence known one of the boys and the man disappear in a flash of black light, leaving behind the boy with blue hair behind. Cora saw that he was hurt and takes him to her sanctuary in the middle of the woods. She has many questions but as soon as the boy is healed, he too leaves in a burst of light. Will she ever see him again? And what were they doing in the middle of the woods at that time of night?

First Paragraph:

A small amount of moonlight filtered down threw the trees and lite up the path that I had been running along on for a while now. My breath came in ragged gasps as I pushed myself harder and harder. It was only the fist night of winter, but the leaves on the great oaks on either side of the path were silver with frost in the dim moonlight. I slowed my pace to a walk and took in the night around me. This was the only time I ever felt at ease with the world. My mother said that I was always a night person, I would stay up till two or three in the morning and still be fresh for school at seven, but she didn't know how far I took me being a night person. The night did something to me, not just metaly, but physically too. I was in better shape at night then during the day and could remember more than I should have been able to. At night, after about one or two, when every one was asleep, I would sneak out to the woods and run. I normally ran for two hours, then headed to the small water fall in the middle of the woods to listen to the howling of the wolves.

4. Branded for Life (Graceling)

For Heather, being born a Branded was not easy. Being born a branded with two different eye colors was even worse. In Heather's world being born a Branded was like being born a super human. It promised great power when you turn seven. It also promised a job for a cruel king that made you a freak in most kingdoms and feared every where else. For Heather, a girl of six and a half, her eyes and right forearm made her different. It made her a Branded.

First Paragraph:

Our lives are, difficult. I'm not just saying this to get sympathy, I'm saying it to get the story straight. At least, our sides of the story. So, here it goes. About five hundred years ago there was a wise and great swords man named Atun. Atun was a man of great speed and skill in the art of helping. When the lands were dark and disturbed, fill with corruption and hate, Atun would come along and once again sow the sees of beauty and -

"No, no, no! this sounds way to much like that crap that the teachers force down our throats at the school house. "

"Then how do you want me to write? This is the only way I know how to!"

"Try to make it less flowery, just the legends and facts. That's all we need for now."

"All right, all right, don't get you're daggers in a twist, I'm typing as fast as I can."

I wiped some sweat off my forehead and brushed my palms off on my thin, black leggings. I exhaled slowly and closed my eyes, picturing what I always thought that Atun, the first Branded, would look like. He had short brown hair, like my little brother, and steely eyes like my older brother. All together, he looked like an average man, but with a small black smudge on his right arm.

5. Phoenica (Avatar the Last Air Bender)

One day, while lost out ridding, Prince Zuko stumbles upon a young girl with steel eyes and fire like hair. She quickly disarms him and takes him captive. Over the next few weeks the girls secrets slip from her and she reveals who she is truly, Phoenica, a young girl form Phoenix Isle, a place not to far from the Fire Nation. As the two grow closer the more dangerous it is to be together. So Zuko goes back to his father and all is well again. Until Phoenica shows up one night to show Zuko something she had made. These secret meetings continue and Azula gets interested and spys on them. Will Zuko and Phoenica get caught? Or will Azula for once keep her mouth shut?

First Paragraph:

Phoeinca

Left, right, left, right. Arms, legs, hips, and hands. My body was like a flowing stream, quick, clear, and never changing course. That was, until that fool road right into me.

Zuko

I was lost, utterly and completely lost. I had been going around in circles for hours and my Kimodo Rhinoceros was barely moving. Why did I do this?

"Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did you have to came out here? Why-" SLAM!

6.Old friends, New Relations (Avatar the Last Air Bender)

Longshot, Smellerbee, Jet. What happened to them? Here's the story.

First Paragraph:

The room was dark, too dark to see anything. I struggled to turn over and found something heavy on top of me, pinning my arms and legs. I lay there, struggling to move, and that's when I heard her, felt her hand on my hand. I didn't know how I knew she was a she, I just knew. I wasn't sure till she spoke.

"Stop moving, your only making it harder for yourself, and" She whispered in a quivering voice, "I don't want to hurt you."

7. Panthers and Leopards (Thunder Cats)

Lion-O, Tygra, Cheetara, and WilyKit are out looking for WilyKit's brother, WilyKat, when they stumble upon another rag tag band of survivors. The two groups join up to look for WilyKat and soon they are talking about the old days and past times. Tygra and Lion-O soon find them attached to some of the members of the new group and after the finding WilyKat, they don't want them to leave. Will Tygra final brake down the walls around his heart and can Lion-O truly trust these cats?

First Paragraph:

It was hot and muggy in the forest, which was much more like a jungle than anything else. I kept having this feeling that we were being watched and I didn't like it. I stopped and WilyKit bumped into me.

"Sorry Lion-O." She mumbled.

She was tired, we all were. I thought about stopping for the night and setting up camp when I felt it again. It was like the forest had eyes or something, I didn't feel at ease.

"We'll search another hour and if we can't find WilyKit, well set up camp." I called to the others back down the trail.

We had been searching for half the day, trying to find WilyKat's brother, WilyKit. If was hard searching in the forest, all the brush and over run paths. WilyKit could be anywhere, but we had to find him, we just had to. I took a few more steps down the path when I felt it again, the feeling of eyes on me made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I drew my sword and called out that every one should be extra careful, I didn't like this forest one bit. As I turned around, something dark, like a shadow, drop out of a tree. It seemed to motion for me to follow it and then it moved off the path.

I'm going to stop with the story ideas so I can keep some secret and get started on who I am and what I'm like, so here goes nothing.

Me, Myself, & I

In order to remain anonymous I will never give out any information like names and birth dates, but I will put things like stuff that I like and that kind of stuff. So, yeah.

YOUR GUY SIDE
You love hoodies.
You love jeans.
Dogs are better than cats.
It's hilarious when people get hurt.
You've played with/against boys on a team.
Shopping is torture.
Sad movies suck.
You own/ed an X-Box. (Hoping to by end of year)
Played with Hotwheel cars as a kid.
At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter
You own/ed a DS, PS or Sega.
You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.
You watch sports on TV.
Gory movies are cool.
You go to your dad for advice.
You own like a trillion baseball caps. (More like, 7)
You like going to high school football games.
You used to/do collect football/baseball cards.
Baggy pants are cool to wear.
It's kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
Green, black, red, blue or silver are one of your favorite colors.
You love to go crazy and not care what people think.
Sports are fun.
Talk with food in your mouth. (Some times)
Sleep with your socks on at night. (Some times)
TOTAL: 17/25

YOUR GIRL SIDE
You wear lip gloss/stick.
You love skirts.
Cats are better than dogs.
You love to shop.
You wear eyeliner.
You wear the color pink.
Go to your mum for advice.
Pink, yellow, orange, purple or gold is one of your favourite colors.
You hate wearing the color black.
You like hanging out at the shopping center.
You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
You like wearing jewelery.
Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
You don't like the movie Star Wars.
You were/are in gymnastics/dance/ice skating/dance.
It takes you around/more one hour to shower, get dressed and make-up.
You smile a lot more than you should.
You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
You care about what you look like.
You like wearing dresses when you can.
You like wearing body perfume.
You love the movies.
Used to play with dolls as little kid.
Like being the star of every thing.
TOTAL: 6/25

Likes:

Colors:

Black, Grey, Silver, White, Cyan, Dark Blue, Pale Turquoise, Aqua, Crimson, Dark Red, Fire Brick, Maroon, Dark Green, Teal

These colors show up in my stories A LOT.

Activities:

Playing Video Games, Working on the Computer, Writing, Reading, Sculpting, Singing, Hanging out w/ Friends, Watching TV, Listening to Music, Day Dreaming, Playing Laser Tag, Swimming, Go-Carting, ATVing, Riding Bare-Back on a Horse, Playing the Piano, Learning How to Play a Left Hand Guitar (I'm right handed*), Cooking, Talking on the Phone to Friends, Drawing

Most of my characters are based off of what I want to look like and be one day, so they have similar interests.

Shows:

Hetalia, Adventure Time, Ben 10 (any type, on occasion), Generator Rex (when I can catch it), Young Justice, Teen Titans, Pokemon (any series or version), Redakia: Conquer the Kairu, Thundercats, Hero 108, Chaotic, Code Lyoko, G. I. Joe (when it's on, any series), Yi-Gi-Oh!, Batman Beyond

Music/Bands:

The All-American Rejects, B.o.B., Eminem, Evanescence, The Fireship, The Format, Fun., Green Day, Ke$ha, Lady Gaga, Lady Sovereign, Making April, Maroon 5, My Chemical Romance, Nickelbck, OneRepublic, Owl City, P!nk, Paramore, Relient K, Rihana, Shindown, Skillet, Three Days Grace, Tokio Hotel, The Veronicas, 30 Seconds to Mars

This will be a short list.

Dislikes:

Bright Colors

Church Music

Shopping

Cleaning

Shoot 'em Ups

Dumbed Down Games

Poorly Written Stories

Name Brands (Holister, Abercromby & Fitch, ect. I'm not even going to take the time to look up how to spell these names, that's how much I don't like them)

Rap, Screamo, and Cheesy Pop Music

The guitar is my dad's and the sheet music, which is right handed, is from one of his friends. Can you say hard time, yeah, I've studying for over a month now and I have no idea what I'm doing.