The author that blinks before you is a tragic waste of good mass. She has been writing wee novels since the age of 7 with the help of her best friend, a stuffed cat named Meow Meow. Before the computer, she stored all of her miseriable pieces in a drawer in her room. But now, after much boredom, has decided to up-load the crappiest ones for you, the veiwer, to oogle at.

Deep down inside Kay is a very gentle sensative fangirl who cries everytime she watches Moulin Rouge, popcorn being popped, and other people crying, naturally. Sadely, she contains many unsociable tendencies that cause her to get cranky, which leads to yelling, which leads to biting, which later leads to her urinating in peoples shoes.

If you try to top her in anything revolving a passion of hers, not only will she grow a few more inches, but personally disarm what remains of your dignity, and sell it the Carnival folk that come by every June. With what is left of her wee hours in the day, she types really fast with her claw-like hands to bring you, the viewer, utterly horrible fanficion.

Lastly, Kay enjoys dancing and can't stand stereotypes. Usually she can't control herself on making website after website, posting on RPGS and doing other geeky things that normal people shun down upon.

All and all, Kay is a Mother ninja, and proud Bando.