Here are a few things about me:

Age: Somewhere between 1 and 100

Gender: Male. (I feel comfortable giving this one away.)

Home: Texas, USA

I draw a lot of inspiration from Terry Pratchett. If you haven't read his books, do so. I promise that you will enjoy at least some part of it.

If I don't upload on schedule, blame life. ...not that I have a schedule...

I cannot art. Period.

I love feedback, so please review my stories. It won't guarantee the next chapter, but it'll probably increase my motivation.

I would like to thank the lovely Apple Of Eris for drawing the title I use for my Ghost Magics AU. You can find them here.

Since it's been actually forever since I did anything productive with my profile, I'm going to list all of my stories with a more detailed summary, as well as a few author's notes on that story.

FanFiction Stories

A Second Chance-Five Nights at Freddys-Humor/Supernatural

He's had many names throughout his life. Vincent Tollini, The Violet Assassin, The Purple Guy, and, most recently, Springtrap. By all accounts, he should be rotting in hell for what he's done. Murder, massacre, and thievery. In fact, the only reason he hasn't been dropped into the burning pit is because of the mercy of his victims. Now he must atone for his sins, while working as a night guard in the newly revamped Freddy Fazbear's pizza, warding off figures from his criminal past, and worrying about a demonic entity that stalks his dreams.

Author's comments.

My first story here on Fanfiction, and one that I'm quite proud of. Admittedly the earlier chapters are somewhat lackluster, but about two thirds of the way through the story was when I really figured out what I wanted to do. I had the idea for this story waaaay back when FNaF three was released, and I began to wonder how I could make the murderous corpse within the rotten rabbit into a sympathetic and entertaining character. Once FNaF four introduced the nightmare animatronics, and specifically Nightmare, I had found my avenue. I feel accomplished with what I've done.

Oh, and keep in mind that this is pre-Sister Location, and will not use the Sister Location canon. At all. It's an AU.

Sometimes Things Happen-Five Nights at Freddy's-Humor/Supernatural

Vincent may be a part of the family now, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get into trouble. And it's not always his fault, honest!

Author's comments.

The oneshot accompaniment to the Ghost Magics series. It currently contains only a few stories, because motivation hides from me, but those current stories contain little hints as to what'll happen in the sequel to A Second Chance.

With Sword in Hand-Pokémon-Friendship/Adventure

Finnegan Ferris has a rather unfortunate life. His right arm has been paralyzed since birth, tragedy seems to follow him like a lost dog, and most of the people he knows just hate him. The worst part, though, is that while his mother is a gym leader and his father is an accomplished breeder, he can't get a single Pokémon to spend more than a few minutes with him. That is, until he finds a Honedge buried in the mud of a rainstorm. As per usual for poor Finnegan, the Honedge's sash inevitably found its way around his arm. Yet that's not the strange part. Somehow he survived, and now he can understand what the Honedge says.

Author's comments.

I've put quite a lot of thought into all of the characters. If you were to ask which is my favorite, it'd have to be Mono, the ghost gym leader of my imaginary Toreta region. I've probably given him a more in-depth backstory than any other character in the story, excepting Finn. Of course, I haven't written it down, so it's not technically canon.

I originally got the idea for this story when Pokémon X and Y came out. I made it my personal mission to catch a Honedge, and I was not disappointed when it evolved into one of the strongest Pokémon in the game. I knew I wanted to create a character that could actually wield a Honedge as a sword, but without breaking the canon of the soul-stealing sash. Thus, With Sword in Hand was born.

Elemental Turmoil-Spyro The Dragon-Friendship/Adventure

What is the fate of a dragon without an element? To forever be a disappointment to those around them? To forever be a pariah from society because of an accident of birth? Null knows what these feel like. Not only is he lacking an element, but he's weak and fragile. So why is it that he's the one who can destroy the elementals that have been appearing out of nowhere?

Author's comments.

This story will be darker than the other ones currently on my profile. Not to say that some of the things that happen in the Ghost Magics series aren't dark, but this story will be a bit more soul crushing.

I started this story as a tribute to the purple dragon, because honestly Skylanders isn't Spyro. At first I had no idea what I wanted to do, but fortunately the plot bunnies had a stampede through my house, and I came up with this.

Also, yes, Null is based almost entirely upon the dragon I use as my avatar.

Guardian-Legend of Zelda-Humor/Adventure

The Guardians, creations of the ancient Sheikah tribe made to protect the people of Hyrule. In order to achieve this goal, they were given incredible strengths. Adaptable AI, all-terrain propulsion, and laser cannons. When the Calamity struck, though, the robotic Guardians were corrupted by Malice, and turned against their masters. One hundred years and the defeat of Ganon later, and the Malice has destroyed all of the Guardians. Well, all but one. Guardian Automated Unit: Stalker-5 is not exactly having an easy time in this world it has woken up in. Its prime objective is nearly impossible when everyone tries to destroy it, and the fact that it has no understanding of societal customs doesn't make things any easier. Add in a hero who likes to tie octoballoons to Stone Talus and watch them float through the sky, and you're sure to have a bit of insanity.

Author's comments.

I was astonished when I scrolled through the Legend of Zelda archive and didn't see anything focusing on the Guardians. There's so much potential there, but nobody seems to have realized it. Of course, most of the stories in the Zelda archive are either the same (more adventures of Link, retelling the events of the games, or putting an OC in the place of a canon character) or they're just... unreadable.

So, I took it as a personal challenge.

Guardian won't really have many spoilers, because the story will barely include Link or Zelda at all. There'll be mentions of the Hero of the Wilds, but only as the guy who flipped over a bunch of Guardian Skywatchers just to see what would happen. The primary focus will be the OCs.

Soul Without Life-Five Nights at Freddy's-Humor/Supernatural

A magical artifact, a soul-eating wraith, a territorial king, zombie robots, and a band of hired assassins. What do these things all have in common? They're all causing problems for Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. It's not like the pizzeria is defenseless, though. With a resurrected murderer, a haunted marionette, and a dark entity known for creating nightmares, what could go wrong?

Author's comments.

The sequel to my first story here on . As with the previous story, this one follows further the story of Vincent Tollini, my take on the murderous purple guy from before we even knew Scott had a name planned for him. Mostly born of my inability to leave a story well enough alone, this one's going to have more words, more plots, more characters, more Nightmare, and more humor. Just keep in mind that it's still a story that is ultimately about the dead, and that it's still a story. There will be dark, serious, or emotional moments.

Many of the OCs for this were thought up waaaay back when I initially joined the FNaF fanbase. Everyone wants to make their own spinoff/fangame, but I just never really had an opportunity to do anything about it. When I started writing, I realized that I could put these ideas out for all to see, and thus the Armory Arcade and its characters saw the light of day. They've gone through about half a million revisions and changes, but they're here at last, and here to stay. They won't usurp the spotlight too much, but they're far from insignificant.