Whelp, hello there random person who is stalking me. Scroll down for some info or to check out my stories, your choice. I'm not going to lie, my stories are probably going to be all over the place and not in any semblance of order. Have fun picking through the piles.

Age: Legally able to drink and purchase my own alcohol

Sex: M

Hobbies: I currently enjoy reading other fanfictions or thinking up of new ones. Listening to music and mostly just a nice relaxing nap. Also lots of games.

If you haven't realized it from my writing or just want to know generally, I'm a very crazy and imaginative person. My mind doesn't really think in terms of realism and I try to articulate my words in a certain way that might not make sense and I just want to say, I'm sorry for that but I hope you can get my random sense of humor and derive some form of enjoyment from what I put out.

Random Quotes(By friends...and other sources)=

"I'll be damned if I let that no good son of a bitch beat me at Wii Sports!"

"I wasn't begging for my life, I was offering yours."

"Uh oh, crapclouds on the horizon. Everybody take cover; a shitstorm's comin'."

"But... I guess being a leader isn't about all the work, but rather, how you look in front of everyone's eyes."

"So, uh... Sorry I beat the living shit out of you. I was only trying to get you to be my friend again."

"Dude Jaymz Is a cool name cause there is almost no people with that name."
"Yeah? There's almost no people called Dickface, but you don't see everyone clamoring to call their kid that!"

"Idiots are great at arguing because they aren't held back by petty things like logic, morals, or self-respect."

"As being backup, they call me the Huntsman and it is my duty to kill things that eat men. I have bought the sawned-off .50 CAL to make large holes in things.

"Interesting how my foot up someone's ass doesn't have a loophole, so now I just found a loophole for loopholes"

“I haven’t had this much fun since I blended all those rabies afflicted chipmucks and then gave the woodland critter smoothie to random people on the street!”

“RIDE MY WORLD KILLING GOD WHALE! RIDE INTO BATTLE!”

“Get your own dead corpse to dissect! What you want me to share or something?! Okay fine, you can have his kidneys but I swear to God if any of you touch his liver I’ll be shanking you!”

“A spine, a person’s small intestines, and a severed head make for a bitching game of tether ball!”

“His insanity is where intelligence goes to die. MY insanity is where intelligence goes to do drugs, light themselves on fire, and jump off buildings thinking they can fly.”

“Taxidermy isn’t that hard actually. Just replace the blood with molten plastic.”

“You can take your two cents and shove ‘em up your ass!

“Flashback porn, the ultimate fetish.”

“Way to go, you morphined up bitch! You had to go and give our location away by being all high off of morphine!”

“Why is your younger brother convulsing on the floor?!” “Uh…he’s having a stroke?” “…Works for me. Don’t let him foam all over the rug, I just cleaned it.”

“You know humanity is doomed when one of our own lost in a debate against an owl that had its throat ripped out.”

“Oh God, I still see it even when I close my eyes! I DIDN’T KNOW YOU COULD USE A PSP LIKE THAT! VIDEO GAMES DON’T GO IN THERE!”

“You had a robotic corpse shoved halfway through your windshield, passenger side and all you can say for yourself was how the cop was an asshole for fining and towing your car?!”

“HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET HIGH OFF CRAYOLA CRAYONS!”

“You remember that one time you got your head stuck in a vending machine at Chuck E. Cheeses?”

“Aw crap, I think I’ve been drinking bleach for the past half hour.”

“The worst thing I ever did to children? Replace all those kiddy Disney movies like Finding Nemo and Cinderella with Saw movies. The more childish, the higher the number.”

“I believe that some point in time I realized that my heart stopped being an organ and morphed into some kind of vat of radiation that leaks out in potent amounts that can kill small creatures.”

“I once drank so much that I cried rum, pissed vodka, sweated whiskey, and even tasted like Jack Daniels.”

“The ultimate team building exercise. Games. To be exact, Pictionary.”

“Like every cereal mascot, I take a shot of alcohol with my breakfast!”

“Another afternoon well spent.” “You ate ho-hos and crank called hookers.” “Again, another afternoon well spent.”

“If anyone of you makes a whip noise, I swear to ME that I will find a way to kill you with a flowery Hawaiian necklace.”

“You see this? You see my face? This is the face of me not giving a rat’s ass.”

“DAMN ME AND MY LOVE OF KILLING!”

“Oh what tangled webs we weave when we practice to deceive.” “Holy crap, you’re Spiderman now?!”

“We’ll fix the problem after we finish bantering about random crap that has absolutely nothing to do with anything!”

“Logic is my bitch.”

“There’s twisting words around and then there’s being retarded just for the sake of being retarded.”

“All right everyone, TRANSFORM!” “Dude, none of us can transform. We’re not god damn robots.” “Oh fine then! We’ll just take the bus then! All because none of you dicks took the time to learn how to transform into giant 40 foot tall alien robots of death! Especially you Kenshin, I expected you of all people to be at least able to transform into a moped that fired laser beams.”

“That’s it, I’m going to get your ass neutered!” “Brother, I don’t think it’s the ass that’s supposed to be neutered. But no need to listen to me, the licensed and fully capable doctor, discredit you.” “You want to go after him? I’ll get both your asses neutered!” “First, the ass is not where the neutering is done. Second, I’m female.”

“I summon a 9 of Hearts and attack you Ace of Spades!” “Ah ha! You fell for my trap! I had a red UNO card, face down!” “Oh yeah? Well I play Get out of Jail Free!” “…DAMN YOU AND YOUR LOGIC!”

“HE’S DEEP FRYING MY FACE!”

“Are you kidding me? Man’s worst nightmare and biggest endurance test ever in the Thunderdome, listening to a teenage girl prattle on about her day.”

“I just puked on some rich dude’s car. Oh man, it tastes so bad going the other way…”

“I AM THE WORLD’S MOST FUCKED UP AND DEADLIEST HOOD ORNAMENT! RATS WITH WINGS, I FUCKING DARE YOU TO EVEN THINK ABOUT CRAPPING ON ME!”

“Why the hell did my Uncle send me GTA4?” “…As much as I like to see you shun such a simulation of organized crime, why is it that you’re so angry about it?” “Here’s an example. Running across rooftops while trying to gun down someone? Hijacking cars and getting into high speed chases? Killing gang members and other people of ill repute? I did all that shit last month. Hell, I'm planning on doing again today!”

“I CAN HI-JACK A PLANE WITH ONLY A COMB AND TIC-TACS!”

“He’s in the magical land of ‘TOOK A KNIFE TO THE FACE!’! In fact, you want a visit too? I hear the weather’s lovely around this time of the year!”

“You got about 6 knives stuck in your back…” “Trying to ignore it.” “Really? How’s that working out?” “…Not too well.”

Random Music Challenge=

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool... and alot of the songs fit with the setting

Opening Credits:

Boulevard of Broken Dreams- Green Day

Waking Up:

Sengoku Rance OST - Theme of Sill (...This seems more fitting as a lullaby.)

First Day At School:

Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park (Well, I do have some quirks I would like to get rid of...)

Falling In Love:

Dead! - My Chemical Romance (...I'm either going to be a necrophilia or one of us becomes a mass crazy murderer.)

Fight Song:

A World Without Logos - Hellsing (Good to know I'm just as fucked up when fighting as when I normally act.)

Breaking Up:

Persona 3 OST - Bonds (...Okay then.)

Prom night:

21 Guns - Green Day (I always did like to have a gun salute and go crazy against the cops with someone.)

Life:

Rain - Breaking Benjamin (My life isn't that sad...I think.)

Mental Breakdown:

Fly Away - Seamo (Yeah...this fits.)

Driving:

Asterisk Full - Orange Range (Sounds like I would be rounding up a group to go street racing.)

Flashback:

Always - blink 182 (Huh.)

Getting back together:

Meet Virginia - Train (Strange...)

Wedding:

Love the Way You Lie - Eminem ft. Rihanna (Well I always did want to be cremated.)

Birth of Child:

Underclass Hero - Sum 41 (Oh goodie, a rebel.)

Final Battle:

Save You - Simple Plan (Huh, so that means I die by sacrifice for others?)

Funeral Song:

Sad Violin - Unknown (Ooh yeah, that's really fitting.)

Final Credits:

Shooting Star - Naruto Ship. 1st Ending (Nice.)

OC's and other characters thought up=

Wulf Shepard-Furuichi

Nickname: Leader of the Pack, The General, Wolf Man, Wolf General, Alpha

Rank: Founder/Leader of the Wolf Fang

Age:40ish

Height: 6'10

Weight: 220 Ibs

Eyes: Black. Turns red during high emotional stress.

Hair: Short brown/black hair that is kept trimmed; barely reaches past the ears. Turns white/silver when full moon arrives.

Appearance: Looks 20ish than his actual age. Always wears a large wolf pelt that reaches slightly past the knees but doesn’t touch the floor. Usual outfit is just a white sleeveless shirt and black pants. All of his clothing is tight and hugs his body, showing off his muscles. Has many small scars. Has the Wolf Fang tattoo.

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Powers/skills:

Leader of the Pack

Tempered by war and battle at a young age, Wulf is like a moderate Sun Tzu with an unhealthy blood thirst. Having this man command the troops is already three-fourth of the battles done. This man, without fail, will lead valiantly and bravely. No army is too large for him to command and his tactics are next to none. Unlike other superiors, he leads the pack upfront and is the first to engage the enemy.

Wolf Style: Fang and Claw

Through harsh training and multiple years of study, Wulf has discovered and mastered an unique style of fighting that integrates the savagery of an feral wolf and brutality of humans. Channeling chi into his limbs, Wulf can recreate claws and a fanged mouth that allow him to shred through flesh and bone.

Total Wolf Recall

With a lungful of air, Wulf can let out a howl that will reach his pack no matter where they reside. Whether it be his human allies or his fellow wolves, someone and everyone will answer the call. The Howl is the beacon, the symbol and sound for the White Fang to come and show their might. If every senior member arrives, the battle is lost for the enemy. If the whole gang arrives, mass slaughter of the enemy side will ensure and no survivors will be found. Downside is that the ability requires time to prepare and leaves the man vulnerable. Upon completion, the man will suffer a physical penalty dependent upon how long he has been howling.

Quotes: "Soon we will have nothing left to defend, and that means we have only one option: attack."

"Unity! Survival! BROTHERS TO THE END."

"Killing and drinking is mostly what we're all good at."

"Remember, you can choose your friends, you can also choose your family, but what you can't choose is who your enemies are. Be prepared to fight anything and anyone, even if it was someone close."

"War is both my greatest passion and my most hated thing. I admit I revel in it all but that doesn't mean I support the reasoning behind it."

"I'm not going back there until I'm sure both Yuri and Kousei have put their pants back on."

"These are my men. They are a ragtag bunch and chaos given flesh. The only way to expect any order out of them is either to give them an order to destroy something or to bury them in a straight row."

Hits: Loyalty, family, friends, fighting, drinking, wolves, war

Misses: Traitors, weaklings, people who think they're superior, war

Bio:

Growing up in a humble beginning, Wulf was a young village boy with an innocent and carefree outlook on life. His family was hardworking and penniless but harvests were bountiful so they did not starve. Money was spent on necessities that could not be grown or made but every birthday, each child would receive a small amount to spend as they wish.

Wulf, through hard work at the field, birthday money, bartering and selling and general luck, managed to one day pay for a local trip and stay at a city. One week, he spent awed by the sights and overwhelmed by the experiences. It was during that week, he met many other boys who would become his comrades an friends in the turbulent times to come.

Of course, not all normal things last.

One day, war came. And the little farming village was thrown into chaos.

Gone was the vast fields of crops and replacing them was the bodies of the dead. Everyday was a fight for survival and it was considered a miracle to find rest that lasted more than one hour before fighting continued. The village had changed from farming into a tribe of warriors. Outsiders were harshly turned away or killed without remorse and every day was spent with a large amount of alertness and sense of dread, expecting death at any time.

Wulf would meet his destiny soon enough. After one raid that left many injured and much more dead, it was decided that the people who could still move had to go out into the forests and forge for food. A small team of six was selected, Wulf being the youngest. The hunters left at the break of dawn but would not return at the sunset like planned. The team forged and hunted tirelessly for hours but could not acquire enough supplies to last for the incoming winter. When night fell, the group decided to seek shelter in a mysterious cavern filled with bones.

Young Wulf decided to tread outside for a bathroom break that ended up saving his life. When he returned, he managed to glimpse a large white wolf that tore through his fellow hunters like paper. The wolf howled, calling forth its pack and had them feast upon the dead's flesh. Wulf wanted to run but his sense of pride and honor told him he should at least grab some food before he left. The pack leader caught whiff of his scent as the young boy tried to leave and set his pack upon him.

For seven days and nights, Wulf was assaulted endlessly by the pack of wolves. The young forsake whatever dignity as a human he held and set about acting like his predators, traveling on all fours, establishing dominance through bloody fights and feeding on whatever his stomach could keep down. Eventually, the pack of wolves that besieged him stopped and Wulf was met face to face with the great White Pack Leader. The young boy, long suffering from severe trauma and horrors of death and seeing the dark side of the circle of life, decided to challenge the great white wolf to a showdown to establish who would be pack leader.

The fight raged for hours but in the end, Wulf emerged victorious. The young boy skinned the giant white wolf and wore its pelt like a trophy, howling like the deceased animal, snarling and growling at the watching canines like he was one of them and showing that he was now the Pack Leader.

The young boy roved around the countryside after that, forgetting he once belonged to a human settlement and set about systematically attacking, raiding, and destroying both sides of the warring factions with his pack that bought the battle to his peaceful home village. In the end, Wulf stood tall and proud as he overlooked the war he fought in and won with nothing more than the acting of an animal and a pack of them.

It was when the young boy truly rested that night, when he finally stopped fighting, that he experienced the dreams.

He was told, by a woman in white fur, that the wolf he killed was not an earthly thing but a spirit. By proving his superiority over her physical form, the woman swore to aid the man in whatever he wished if it meant that he would still abide by the makings of an animal than an actual human being. Wulf accepted the terms, forsaking a small part of his humanity and becoming part animal.

As he grew, he traveled the world and gained many powerful allies, some who he bested while others he proved to. The man eventually decided to form his pack with the moniker 'Wolf Fang' after the spiritual animal and how everyone he met had a particular set of 'fangs' to them.

This warrior-animal-man now resides in the country of Japan, meeting old friends and establishing roots all over the world. He never forgot a single person he met and joined forces with and he still traveled home at times, meeting his old pack and running with them once more.

WIP Fics=

Current Line-up

The Father of a Demon Lord - God damn I need to stop being a lazy man and work on this

Immunity - Working on right now, using my momentum to get something rolling

Emperor's Heir - Long term personal project, probably going to be my new fan wank