Mistress Lawliet
 The room seemed larger than it was. There was no doubt that this room was small, in fact it seemed like it could fit a family of twelve. However, the only contents you would find in this room was a large, brick fireplace, a mahogany coffee table (a porcelain mug set gently on a costar), a giant, cushiony red chair (the kind you would see a wealthy proper man sitting in) facing the fireplace and a giant portrait of the fireplace hanging over the fireplace. You approach, half expecting to see a slender hand caress the arm of the giant, red wealthy-man’s chair. You don’t. There is no other presence in the room other than you and you start to question what the point of this is. There is no hope. You cannot comprehend why someone would write this description of the room, including a big, comfy chair, without someone sitting in that said chair. Is this just some joke. Isn’t this supposed to be some dramatic entrance? What is up with this chick? This is completely pointle- “I got you, sugarplum!” Arms reach out from behind you to grab you by the waist and pull you into the girl’s seizing. You hear a giggle from behind you. This was not what you expected when you came across this profile; finding yourself in the arms of a stranger. “Tee hee. Welcome to my domain. I am Mistress Lawliet and I bid you welcome.” The girl greets you before releasing you from her grasp. You turn around to face the author of this description and are taken aback by her appearance. I’ll let your minds wander. -- 3 Hello. You seem to have stumbled upon my profile. Well, now, aren’t you glad you did? My name has no importance but you can call me Megan or whatever you may please. I am a high school student (junior year) who currently has no clue of what she would like to major or minor in. I have no clue where my writing will take me, but I know I do enjoy writing very much (fan fiction, original stories, manga, etc…). I have in interest in the supernatural and paranormal and would one day love to make ghost hunting a side hobby (not that I am a full believer… it’s just interesting). I love books, Harry Potter, movies, music, writing, drawing and, of course, cosplaying. I love playing video games and not just the typical RPGs because shooter games are fun too. DDR is the best. As a way I would like to put this: I’m here. I’m not an otaku. But I’m close. Get used to it. A am your typical yaoi fangirl. Surprise. Surprise. Slash is my antidrug. Get used to it because I lurv it. Hah. "lurv" -looks away to hide her stupid comments- Inspiration comes in many ways for me. It bites. It has mpreg. It appears in coffee creamers. Its Volgen buttraping Raiden. Don't ask. You don't need to know. And Scrubs is the best friggin' show in the world. Now lets all have some tea and coffee. My Fandoms |
