Shhhh... don't tell Lady Adia I made an account. She'd get a little irritated with me for taking control of her body like that. It's not my fault we have to share a body!!!

... *sulkily* I have a writing ambition, too...

~~Anywho, I'll be filling in half of this inevitable black hole of a bio that you've somehow managed to, er, FALL into * tucks foot back into position casually, whistling *. My co-conspirator is Alice, Eve of Mirkwood's split personality, and she and I have joined up together to form an evil cult of multiple personalities bent on the domination and destruction of the world!!!!

Um, well, she is. I just kinda wanna write, and read, and draw, and watch Lord of the Rings. I tried turning myself into a hobbit so I could marry Frodo (Alice is an elf-lover, so I have no competition from within), but L. A. got mad at me because I took over her consciencness and ended up staining her feet this icky brownish color with a rogain/miracle grow mixture that didn't work anyway.

^^^* Go bug up a monkey's butt, you Ogg! *^^^

Like that one?

That's what I thought.

I shall leave now, for Alice demands to speak, and I don't have anything else to say except please check out our upcoming story.

- Becca, becca, becca, becca, becca, becca, becca,becca, WEEEEEEEEEEE...

Hello there... come a little closer... i won't hurt you... much.
As you probably know from Becca, i am alice the great. earlyer i was a prep, but now i've decided that being bent on world destruction is better. besides, i get to wear a black cape. if you tell eve of mirkwood one word about me having an account, i'll give you to the goats. first they'll take out your fingernails, then gouge out your eyes with hot pokers, then-- yah. i worship legolas... mm... yummi... *drool* i also love fire, and getting my other half into loads of trouble. heh heh heh. hopefully, becca and i will eventually be able to write a story, but we may have to steal ideas from E.O.M. and L.A. I will rule the world with an iron fist. you there! *points at random person* obey the fist! crud, i think E.O.M. is waking up! bye bye! amy, look! a match! don't look at the computer... heh heh...
--alice