About The Mystery Girl
Before I pull you farther into the story that is my life you should know these qualities I have; I am a kindred spirit, kind, and insane. My mental illnesses are that I'm Borderline (taking moody to the next level), I completely ignore the fact that I am anti-social, forcing myself to make believe I have conscience, and doing pretty well at being a very nice person who does not plan on killing you, acute paranoia, and a mild form of schizophrenic, schizotypal, I don't suffer from my insanity, I enjoy every moment of it. You see I formed these "illnesses" so that I could hide from the actuality of a nightmare that I lived in. So those who will understand me may say that I'm just being my odd self. These people most likely are crazy too, the truth being I'm a friendly eccentric sweetheart. I know I'm different from others, but I'm beautiful on the inside, for my wounds don't reach my heart, I am brave and daring to a point of insanity that has yet to be reached, I am an angel at heart. I gave her a smile reserved for Marauders, the weirder of the Weaselys, and Luna Lovegood. Nutcase, is she, always liked them "Remus Lupin, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts" I studied this Remy chap and saw he was young, early or mid 30ties, premature silver hairs, tall, 6'4"ish, intelligent golden hazel eyes, and muscular. He seemed friendly enough, so I answered him...
Hello, vote for me as Queen of the world (and or Universe) and, guess what... I'll love you! If you want to know more about me and/or my plans for world domination check out my profile. I will give you something if you help me conquer the earth, Galaxy, and/or Universe. The bigger domination you help me with the bigger the prize (for instance; help me take over the world you get New York, help me take over the Galaxy get America, help me take over the Universe get the whole United States of America. I am Queen of everything, even though everything don't know it yet
Queen Criss-Cross Red Rum Moony ending transmission beam me up, Scotty