WRITER PROFILE

:shamelessly cuts and pastes details from the ficpress site here instead of making a new profile:

Can't say I'm much of a fan fiction writer, but during holidays, anything can happen.

Name: Bread, Burnt Bread if you must

Age: Two weeks

Sex: When offered, taken in moderartion. :awkward silence:

Appearence: Tall, dark and handsome. Crusted, and slightly mouldy but otherwise appealing.

Life Motto (of the week): There are two ways to solve a problem: Rationally, or with grenades.

Greetings from the forgotten charcoal lump at the back of the oven. Please, wipe that look of disbelief from your faces before you hurt yourself. Yes, I am a wheat product, and yes, I do speak from time to time if it suits the occasion. You’re interested, and I’m flattered. Please, take some candy on your way through.

For my 18th birthday I received a Collins Essential English Thesaurus and I intend to use it – preferably for writing rather than smacking staring children in the face, but not limited to or above doing so. I enjoy writing when I should be doing other things. These things include attending university, completing assignments and laundry. Scroll down far enough and you will find my works.

I enjoy books, anime and comics. Spit-roasted or stir fried – it doesn’t make a difference to their taste. My wavelength consists of:

Matthew Reilly, Full Metal Panic, X Men, Witchblade + Darkness, Joss Wedon, Crimson, Michael Turner, Gundams, Alan Moore, George Lucas and Star Wars, Roy Mustang, Naruto, Star ship Troopers, Master Chief, Time Crisis, Bleach… in other words, anime and comics, sci-fi and action with a hint of fantasy and video games. If your brain recognised anything listed, then feel free to contact me in a suitable way.

I am a firm believer that comics do sci-fi better than books and I’ve yet to be proved wrong.

I dislike angst, rain, bleach blonds, Bush, cowardice, fickleness, statistical tests, long fingernails, pink shirts, suck-ups, long cues, loud noises, crowds and moonless nights.

A quote?

“Whatever I lose in financial aid, I gain in testicles.”

Last Updated:1 July 06

OTHER PROJECTS

Greetings, adorably weak Primitive Earth scum. I am your scribe, your gold-gilded self-propelled quill, and I shall etch for you all, as I am so benevolent and kind, a grand story. It focuses on some associates of mine, but rest assured the one and only yours truly shall pop in to wreak some havoc. My title is Prince Avalan GerateZhon, and to address me as anything less than ‘Sir’ is a smiting offence. No one bar my dear Cousin Briar and Commander Jarramitteey may dare to do so without repercussions. Do I make myself perfectly clear? Is that the cool, crisp silence of terrified subordinates I hear? Good.

Briarlicious

A colaboration between Bread and Azael (from FanFic.Net)

BREAD RELATED

Burnt Bread's Bakery

Bored? Procrastinating? Want to know what I look like? Waiting in vain for the update that may never come? I also come in comic form, which may be more appealing to you. That is, if two minute ideas presented in strange sequences of poor sketches in an attempt at lame humour appeals to you.