Name: My name is incomprehensible and older than time itself. Hint: it's a palindrome. Think about it.

Gender: Female

Age: If you can find the 4,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 number in pi, I'll tell you.

Why do we drink? Why do we smoke? Do we want to die? What's wrong with living? What's wrong with drinkers and smokers? If you are against smoking and drinking, copy this onto your profile.

Help Plusle and Minum take over fanfiction! Copy and paste this on your profile and don't forget to add your name to there army list! Their Army: ROSELIACOOL, KengoGirl, KeytoDestiny, and Mightyena26, Againstshipper3,aRose4UAndMe, SkyFireAngel

Currently taking a hiatus from Sonic the Hedgehog fanfiction, as Hunger Games and Dangan Ronpa have currently caught my interest. I will be writing at least 2 games (4th and 10th) as well as a Dangan Ronpa SYOC; afterwards, I'll probably finish Control and do some other StH stuff.

Definite Stories:

1) Dangan Ronpa SYOC! Besides the 4th HG, this will be my main story, so when I'm not crammed with crazy amounts of stuff, this will be updated more often. Here is the SYOC form (credits to Hoprocker for the original design):

Name:

Gender:

Age (15-18):

Country of Origin (it would be preferable that the character currently lives within Europe, but their heritage can be anywhere really):

Appearance:

Clothing:

Super High School Level:

Brief Backstory:

Personality:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Fears:

Biggest Secret:

More Likely to Be (Victim/Culprit):

Role Played in Trial:

2) 4th Hunger Games: in progress.

3) 10th Hunger Games: basic Arena created.

4) Darkling: Sonic the Hedgehog, mainly Sonic/Amy, multichapter.

5) Control: Hopefully will be finished sometime before I start 10th HG. Only 2-4 chapters left.

Ships:

Sonic the Hedgehog: Sonic/Amy, Knuckles/Rouge, Jet/Wave, Silver/Blaze, Tails/Cream, well-written Shadow/OC

Axis Powers Hetalia: USUK (sometimes), GiriPan, SuFin, DenNor, PruHun, Spamano

Legend of Korra: Korra/Mako, Korra/Iroh II (guilty pleasure)

Mary Sue Name:

Chantal Jessamene Devereaux

Take The Mary Sue/Gary Stu Name Generator today!

Assasin Name:

Miranda "Poison Ivy" Blackthorn

Take Whats Your Assassin Name? today!

If you believe in God and Jesus Christ His son... Then copy and past this on your profile. If you ignore him, in the Bible, Jesus says... "If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my father in Heaven..."

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station.She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.

If you absolutely LOVE contestshipping copy and paste this to your profile.

There's nothing wrong with arguing with you yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this onto your profile!

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

When you were 5, your mom gave you a ice cream cone. You thank her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind.
When you were 9, your mom drove you from swimming class to soccer and one birthday party to another. You thanked her by slamming the door and never looking back.
When you were 10, your mom payed for piano classes. You thanked her by never coming to class.
When you were 12, your mom was waiting for a very important call. You thanked her by talking on the phone all night.
When you were 14, your mom payed for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by not bothering to write a single letter.
When you were 16, your mom taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you got.
When you were 17, your mom drove you to the mall and gave you her credit card. You thanked her by maxing it out.
When you were 18, your mom cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by partying until dawn.
When you were 20, your mom drove you to collage. You thanked her by saying good-bye to her outside the drom so you wouldn't have to say bye in front of your friends.
When you were 26, your mom payed for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the world.
When you were 30, your mom fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents became to children.
Then, one day, she quietly died and everything you did came crashing down on you.
If YOU love your mom, re-post this and if you don't, you won't care if your mom dies, will you?

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercrombie and Fitch told them it wasn't cool to breathe. Put this in your profile if you would be part of the 8 percent laughing your butt off. (totally)

"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe."

"Software engineering today is a race between programmers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the Universe striving to build bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning."

"I was standing in park wondering why frisbees got bigger as they came nearer.
Then it hit me."

There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile.

Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.

"There are three types of people in this world. Those that can count, and those that can't." (Whoever made this one obviously can't)

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

"Oh my marshmellows. (OMM.)"
-My variation of "OMG" because "OMG" is rather offensive to me. There's actually people other than me using this now. Yay! Join the anti-OMG peeps! (holds sign)

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murdered girl chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.

Jenny was so happy about the house they had found.
For once in her life it was on the right side of town.
She unpacked her things with such great ease.
As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.
How wonderful it was to have her own room.
School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon.
There'd be sleepovers, and parties; she was so happy
It's just the way she wanted her life to be.
On the first day of school, everything went great.
She made new friends and even got a date!
She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be,
Because I just got a date with the star of the team!"
To be known in this school you had to have a clout,
And dating this guy would sure help her out.
There was only one problem stopping her fate.
Her parents had said she was too young to date.
"Well, I just won't tell them the entire truth.
They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?"
Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night.
Her parents frowned but said, "All right."
Excited, she got ready for the big event
But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies,
But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?
Well the pizza was good, and the party was great,
But the moonlight ride would have to wait.
For Jeff was half drunk by this time.
She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble,
And heard, call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!
Voices she heard...a few words at best.
But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck.
Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right,
And if the people in the other car was alive.
She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad.
"You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad."
These voices echoed inside her head,
As they gently told her that Jeff was now dead.
They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do.
But it looks as if we'll lose you too."
"But the people in the other car!? "Jenny cried."We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."
Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done
I only wanted to have just one night of fun."
"Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim,
And wish I could return their families to them."
"Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied,
And that it's my fault so many have died.
Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?"
The nurse just stood there-she never agreed.
But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes.
And a few moments later Jenny died.
A man asked the nurse,
"Why didn't you do your best?"
To bid that girl her one last request?"
She looked at the man with eyes so sad.
"Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad."

PUT THIS ON YOUR PROFILE IF YOU HATE DRUNK DRIVING

REASONS TO JOIN THE DARK SIDE (If you wish to join add this list to your profile):

1. (Reason I joined) We have cookies (last I checked there was hot chocolate too)

2. Meet the recruitment bunny!

3. You get a cool dark cape that covers your whole body!

4. You get a really cool crazy laugh! Practice with me, people: MWA HAHAHAHA cough cough!

5. You get to walk out of shadows mysteriously and freak out the good guys!

6. One word: UNDERLINGS! Someone to get things for you when you're too lazy to do them yourself... Now that's the life!

7. Money, Money, Money : Ever notice that we are usually much richer than the good guys?

8. I just always wanted to do this. Hahaha, i rly want those cookies!!

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Copy the bunny onto your profile to help him achieve world domination. Come join the dark side. (We have cookies)

Drugs are bad news. Spread the word.

Too many people are on crack. If you're not, add this to your profile.

If you're against animal cruelty (horse slaughter, bear bating, dolphin hunting, chimp slavery etc. then copy this into your profile!

IF you have ever fallen up a flight of stairs, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list: ShadowWolf315 (cough cough occasionally...sometimes...ok ok a lot), AnimeKittyCafe (actually I have), Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Tsuyu Mikazuki (i do all the time!), WeaselChick, Celyna (i fall up the steps to school every time i go up them...sadly...), SSAHC, Koki-chan (everyday i think my stairs are cursed), o.OEvanglineO.o (Do it all the time!!), Bloodlustkunoichi (che...i aint called a klutz for nutin ya know), Lady Maybelle of Confusion (i have...a problem...I think I'm attracted to things that hurt myself by some magnetic force...) Shadikal4ever (i trip, fall up, fall down. i just don't get along w/ stairs), SkyFireAngel (for some reason, pain is attracted to me . . . I feel the love, gravity)

OCs

Cassandra the Cat

Species: Don't even ask that question.

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Likes: Sushi, scarabs, X the Lion, dark chocolate, the colors blue and purple

Dislikes: Eggman, Eggman Nega, people who mooch off of others, Team Hooligan

Relationships: X the Lion (boyfriend, OC of ChaosBlast360)

Appearance: Tan fur with brown hair, yellow eyes (like Silver and Blaze), white shirt w/gold collar, blue cuffs, knee-length white skirt, blue flats

Appears in: Soon to be published story collaborating with ChaosBlast360. Along with one I'm publishing by myself.

Katsa the Tiger

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Likes: Swimming, coffee ice cream, snow, fighting, her sister

Dislikes: Eggman, Eggman Nega

Relationships: none, as of now . . .

Appearance: Black hair w/ purple hairband, orange/black-striped fur, green eyes, mahogany-colored sweater w/bronze cuff at top, black pants, bronze cuffs, navy boots

Personality: Short-tempered, serious, antisocial, gets annoyed easily

Strengths: good fighter with hand-to-hand combat and limited weaponry, can keep a level head when under pressure, high amounts of stamina, excellent strategist

Weaknesses: can get lost in heat of battle (confuses friends and enemies), not a fast runner, stubborn, sometimes acts in an amoral manner

Appears in: Coming Soon to DVD (jk)

Frost the Wolf

Age: 16

Likes: Ice, winter, generally cool things (temperature wise), tennis

Dislikes: Hot stuff (excluding hot cocoa), seafood

Appears in: Soon to be published story I am writing (same one as Cassandra and Katsa)

Scorch the Phoenix

Age: 1000 (reincarnated multiple times), looks around 17

Likes: Training, soccer, sports in general, competition

Dislikes: Eggman, Eggman Nega, water, boredom

Appears in: Upcoming story

List of OC's with unfinished bios

Beatrice the Hedgehog

Terra the Porcupine

Sammie the Squirrel

Xana the Dragon

Cassie the Tiger

Celeste the Dingo