Hey! My name is Ciara. I am 16 and originally from Ireland, although my accent isn't that thick. I came over to the US with my Nan, Mum, and Dad, while my Granddad stayed in Ireland. I also have a brother named Conor, and he's 17. And no one cares, I know. ^-^;

I am new at this fanfic thing, so I'm sorry if my stories are bad. But I'll work on it and, hopefully, improve.

I don't know what else to put on here, so I'll say that the fanfics I like are fantasy, some horror, comedy, and historical. The latter would be my favorite. But as long as the story is laid out good, it's fine.

Ok, now that I've reached the point where I'm rambling, I'll quit. If there's anything else you want to find out about me, feel free to e-mail me. But of course you don't. What do you care? *Sniff*

Yea ok, the sugar has kicked in and I should stop.

By the way, you must go see some of my buddy Gracie's stuff. Her penname is Soon to be world renown Gracie. But I'm sure you've already have, her being so damn good at story writing, and me being, well, I'm sure you can see how I'm doing. Yea, I know. Bleh. Ah, the joy of self-pity. ^-^

"Under the English legal system you are innocent until you are shown to be Irish."

"The Scottish verdict 'not proven' means 'guilty, but don't do it again.'"

~~Stories in Progress~~
X-Men: Evolution fic