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Hello all, as you can see, the name's Nasrod. Not in much of a talkative mood right now, more of a rambling mood, and it's not like many people are going to read this, let alone find any distinguishable traits between the seemingly endless amount of fanfiction.net users As of right now, I have a vast amount of things to upload. Mortal comprehension cannot begin to fathom the amount of work and text that I have prepared to upload.

All zero of it. .;; I'm strange with my writings, mostly I get an idea every once in awhile for a great fan fiction, and by the time I've compiled the first one thousand or so letters of text, I close the word document and go play FFXI or talk to friends on MSN.

My writing style is what some would call. . .how do I put it. . .simplistic? Eh, I don't like to use that word, it's so simple-ironically enough-that it doesn't really give the simplistic writing style I posess justice. For example...

Well, my mind isn't in an example giving mood. See, that's the wonder of writing--I sat there for about a minute trying to think of something rather descriptive to say, and the passing of time it took you to transition from the above paragraph to this one was non existant Eh, perhaps you should excuse my rather pointless rambling, I'm not sure what the point of this is even.

Oh, right, I'm supposed to be telling a little about myself. I'd rather not expose my age, for fear of stereotypical discrimination of fitting in with the fifteen year old angsty, "waaaaaah I'm a gothic loser who nobody loves and my only solace is the internet boo hoo, I need to tell my only AOL friend brb cause I have to cut my wrists, he'll understand cause he does it too."

Oops. . Regardless, first things first: the above example-amazing, I can't think up a detailed example, but when it comes to flaming angsty AOLers my mind sparks up--of a person irks me to the point that I want to take the nearest blunt object and ram it through the nearest living thing within a two foot raidus, because moving a distance farther than that would require work and would make the joy of venting out anger-anger that was caused by ignorant fools who can't see the joys of life-bitter sweet, due to the fact that I'd have to, you know, work.

That was a horribly formed sentence, though the thought of some whiny fool talking to me results in me becoming frustrated to the point of not caring. So, out of about, I don't know, ten or so paragraphs-I don't want to take the time to scroll up and count, go go laziness-you've learned that I'm fifteen. I guess I can give some more information, you've suffered through enough rambling.

I'm a male.

Back to rambling, mwehehehehehe! Actually, no, I dont' know what else to ramble about. Hell, this entire thing has been pretty crappy, aside from the little flame against the AOL cutters. Hee hee...ahem, but that's not the point. I guess I'll stop and get down to business and wrap this up.

I'm getting this out of the way now--no, you cannot have the time you spent reading this back. It belongs to me now, and I sell it on Ebay. I'm a genius, just don't tell anyone the secret to i-wait, I just said it on the internet. Damn. Another oopsie.

Ok! No more secrets from me! You may see a fan fiction put up by me today, you may see one in a month. It's how I work, not that you really care in the first place. If you stumbled in here and read all of it, then I give you this medal. One of three. And you don't count, Lisa.

That's my girlfriend, we've been dating for a year and a month and I couldn't be any happier, she's my best friend since childhood and I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. You can find her here as Godess Dizzy, she's got some good works, though she's a bit obsessed with the guy on guy couplings.

The main reason I say this, is because I don't want any of you getting your hopes up of snagging one of the coolest dorks in existance--sorry ladies and gentlemen, I'm taken. Please, don't cry, it's just how it has to be, she found me before you did. Here, have a kleenex, it's the good ones that cost two fifty a box.

. Did I mention I'm rather egotistical and outgoing? Eh. I'll let you go, I've mooched enough time from you to get about a good twenty bucks worth, so it's all good. I can let you know one thing about what my upcoming work will be--it'll probably be humorous. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have several MSN Messenger boxes blinking yellow, which means I probably have to go tell some people that I won't cyber with them.

~Nasrod, Paragon of Black Mage Excellence

Rant typed on the date of Monday, July 11, 2005