"The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense."
~ Tom Clancy

Stuff About Me
(You may read freely, as long as you are not considering stalking me. In which case, I am not really here and really need to get a fake mustache so I can escape to Mexico... You didn't just hear that. Oh, look! A distraction!)

Name: Sunday.

Gender: Female.

Age: Strange that you think I'd tell you. I will say that I'm a teen, though. But remember, "teen" goes all the way from thirteen to nineteen. You have a full seven years difference there. Good luck with that.

Birthday: July 10th.

Stories: My stories get updated randomly, on an by-the-whim basis. It's spastic, I know, and probably really frustrating for a bunch of people, but it is what it is. I certainly can't force myself to write. Because when I do, horrible things come out: terrible, terrible, story-lacking, nonsensical crack. So I'll update when I can, and hopefully, you like mah stuff. :p

General: Hmm, let's see. I'm a writer (er, duh!), but that's mostly just a hobby. I know, right—gasp! Just a hobby? Well, yeah. I write in my spare time, and I'm hopefully getting better at it. Who knows. You be the judge of that. You can't call me stupid, though. Call me anything else and insult me up and down, but definitely do not call me stupid. We'll just get into a heated debate involving philosophy, math, and even history if you do. Or I'll hit you—either or. :| So, yeah. Not stupid. Check. What else? Well, I'm really immature when I want to be. I love to inspire confusion in other people, because it's so fun to watch. I consider thumb wrestling to be a contact sport. I've almost never lost the Staring Game. I get constantly compared to small animals because of my stature and for being "feisty". These animals include chihuahuas, squirrels, rabid ferrets, and (my least favorite) groundhogs. And... that's my life, summed up for you in a grammatically-incorrect paragraph. ;)

Websites: http://www.fanfiction.net/~sundaysundaes

Pets: A very nice and sweet tarantula. She doesn't bite very hard. Promise.

Beta-Reader: I don't have one, though I'm always on the look-out for a wholesome collaborator. But I'd love to be your beta. Just ask.

Reviews: I love reviews! Every single one of them. It makes me jump up and down with joy whenever I get one. I don't always reply to reviews (long story) but I appreciate all the feedback. Even if it's just a dot ("."), I love it and cherish it. Yay for reviews!

Favorite Color: Blue. Mostly sky blue or dark, navy-ish blue, but all blue's blue so I still love it.

Favorite Food: Chocolate... lots and lots of chocolate!

Favorite Pass-Times: Writing, singing in the confines of my home, playing an ear-splitting instrument, prank calling, Minesweeper, and sleeping.

Favorite Music: Depends on my mood. Usually ranges between an orchestral, jazzy type thing to lyrical pop, though.

Favorite Word of All-Time: Blah. (There's so much emotion in this one word. Blah!)

Role Model: Batman, because I like my superheroes broody and semi-realistic. The fact that he scares the sh*t out of the rest of the other heroes is also very entertaining.

Pet Peeves: Annoying people, unfinished stories, breeding plot bunnies, writer's block, unwarranted cancellation of my favorite cartoons, and crashing computers.

Phobias: Cockroaches! Eek! (And strangely, I find all other bugs and insects adorable. Cockroaches, however, can all die and be extinct for the rest of eternity, and I'll be happy.)

Hopes in Life: To never give up my true immaturity and to always be a kid at heart. But publishing a book, that's good, too...

Current Motto: "Must regain ability to can."

Story Log:

Rampage: One day, Danny Fenton died. One day, Dan Phantom was born. For ten years, Dan slaughtered millions—billions—and smiled while he did it. For ten years, his rampage reigned. This is that story.
Warning for angst, dark themes, morbidness, the creepy factor, and death. Genre: Angst, Horror, and Supernatural. Rating: T

Sundae Cinema: A one-shot archive of various Danny Phantom rambles, drabbles, and would-be stories.
Genre: All, General. Rating: T —for safety. Look in Chapter 1: Sundae Cinema for a full list of all the one-shots and their summaries.
Outside continuations:
Hell, by WaitingForAKiss (Motion Picture #10: Your Biggest Fan)
Betrayal, by ckittykatty (Motion Picture #11: Betrayal)

The Fighting Games: It started with two stupid lists. And now, with a full-fledged wrestling lineup, Danny Fenton has to fight against Dash, Valerie, ghosts, and so much more—and somehow escape with his secret intact!
Genre: Action/Adventure, and Slight Humor. Rating: K+