Well... As is probably obvious, I am Obscure Omen...
There really isn't that much to say about me.
I'm a junior, and I guess I would be described as a "Grammar Nazi," thanks to my obsession with editing, as pathetic as it may seem. I think I'm a pretty good student... But, then again, you never know- I know for sure that it definitely doesn't say that I have any common sense of which to speak. I spend most of my time reading, but I do occasionally write stuff... Just not very often...
But, even though I do enjoy writing, editing, and the like, I am not particularly good with thinking of plots (I'm more of a 'description' writer) ... So, if you're wondering why my stories seem more description-based or something of the like, that's why... Oh, and, as a warning, I don't write all that often; I normally only do so for school assignments. And I'm not all that good at keeping up with the ideas I do have... Thank you, procrastination?
About Me
Name: Obscure Omen
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Religion and Political Position: Atheist; Democrat
Education: Junior in high school
Location: Eastern United States
Occupation: Grammar Nazi, Full-time Procrastinator (I even procrastinate on sleep), Volunteer at a local bookstore
Interests: Manga, anime, novels (horror, suspense, fantasy, science-fiction, pretty much anything but historical or historical fiction), stand-up and improvisation comedy, role-playing, philosophy, and psychology.
Favourite Authors: FICTION: Stephen King, Dean Koontz, Terry Pratchett, John Saul, and Michael Crichton.
Random Quotes
(Note: The quotes without someone's name at the end of them are mine- I thought it would be repetitive if I kept saying which where mine and whatnot... And random notes are in the italic parenthesised text...)
"If you used someone's intestines to make a noose and strangle them, wouldn't it be like a handle? I mean, they'd have it connected to their stomach and their neck! You could carry 'em around with you like a briefcase!"
"Hey, what's that word that means 'to cut off someone's head'? 'Castrating'?" ~My friend Nick
"My fangirl senses are tingling!"
"What is Life but just another Dream that will probably End in just another Nightmare?"
"I'm a spork whisperer!"
"My birthday will be the life of me!"
"I don't think that Hitler was evil. He was just being possessed by his mustache. There's no way a mustache can be that small and not be demonic!"
"... Hey... If normal people have personal-space bubbles, would that mean that mimes have personal-space cubes?"
"Exercise can be as mood altering as some illegal drugs." ~X-Play
"I really have to learn to think before I think... Wait, huh?"
"'Mow it, Richie.'
'Okay, Dad, sure,' Richie said, but a terrible suspicion had suddenly blossomed in his mind. Maybe his dad didn't mean just the front lawn.
Wentworth Tozier's smile widened into a predatory shark's grin. 'All of it, O idiot child of my loins.'" ~ It by Stephen King, page 329
"... I smell virgin..." (I meant to say "vinegar," I swear! -sweatdrop-)
"I'm not an idiot! ... I'm just selectively intelligent!"
"I'm like a prostitute, just with grammar!" (... Okay, there's a reason behind this... See, my friends kept giving me stories to edit, since I'm just awesome like that -/teh sarcasm-, and I thought it might be profitable if I made them pay me to edit their stories... And, after that comment, I promptly yelled this out... In the middle of myLatin class... ._.; Yeeeeeaaaah...)
"Don't make me kick your Angle-Side-Side!" (... Yeah... This is a Geometry joke...-awkward silence- I'M NOT A GEEK, I SWEAR!)
"Friction: it's hot wood-on-wood action!" (Note: This is NOT supposed to be taken pervertedly, despite what some people may think... I didn't even realise that it had that kind of meaning until one of my friends heard the quote and proceeded to call me a pervert... I just wanted to make that clear... Even though the other way you can take it is vaguely amusing as well... -sweatdrop-)
"If Disney can give a lion a goatee, then I can give a squirrel a mini-mustache."
"Oral sex: your daily dose of nucleic acid!" (Um... Yay Biology? ._.;)
"Congratulations, your mind has just officially been molested." (... This is my new phrase to use whenever I'm being perverted... Yeah, it's sorta sad that I even have one at all, but meh.)
"Never trust a moose!" ~A standard eighth grade test for English (... This is more of an inside joke than anything. In the eighth grade, there was a short-story involving a moose that said he could dance, and had all the other forest animals pay in advance to see it... And he just ended up running away with their money. ._.; Quite strange. But, my favourite line was probably the last one, which read, "And the moral of this story: Never trust a moose." So, everyone that went to my middle school, or even one in the same state as mine, probably understands this joke... As for everyone else... Weeeee~ll... I guess you'll just have to go without. -sweatdrop-)
"This guy is going really slow for a motorcyclist... I think he's gay. Either that or just cautious."
"Hey, he could be cautiously gay!" ~Conversation between my dad and my best friend, Olivia
"OH MY GOSH! IT'S GAY CATHOLIC SEX!" ~What my friend Jessie shouted at the top of her voice during lunch when reading the fourth volume of Descendants of Darkness/Yami no Matsuei
"This friend of mine, well, he gave me this virus scanner--"
"WHAT?!?! A boy gave you a virus?!?!?"
"... A virus scanner... Y'know, for the computer? ...(O_O) MOM, WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKING?!?!" ~An actual conversation I had with my mom (You can't make stuff like that up...)
"Don't make me snap algebra at you!" (A geek-ish knock-off of the quote "Don't make me snap my fingers in the 'z' formation!" ... Yes, I know it's pathetic. I don't need to be enlightened on that fact, thank you.)
Geezus+molests+
Me: ... NU!
Me: TT-TT
Geezus: IT'S NOT RAPE
Geezus=D
Me: AND I GOT SO FAR WITHOUT LOSING VIRGINITY POINTS!
Me: ._.
Me: You should make a game.
Me: Like Life.
Me: Except it'd be "Life in Prison."
Me: And the cards would say things like, "Got raped by same-sex roommate; lose seventy virginity points."
Me: Or, "Held off pervert in shower; gain twenty virginity points."
"Is a comma just a sexually aroused period?"
"I-I was... molested... by a butterfly! I-I-It... kept trying t-... to eat me~" (... It's true... This butterfly kept landing on me at this camp... And, y'know, they taste with the feet... But then, it actually kept unrolling its tongue and stuff! o_o It tickled... x_o)
"Y'know how people always have five-year-olds sit in circles? I think it's because they're geometrically challenged."
"Quincys: making "geek" a hereditary gene for centuries." (Yeah, this is how all Quincys wear glasses in the manga/anime of Bleach. Does anyone really know when the first Quincy came to exist? I wanna put something like "since ___" at the end of it, but I don't know a good date... ;-; )
"-looks over at the corn-field and walks up to a stalk, tentatively poking the leaves- -gasps loudly- It's FUZZY! -pets the corn-"
"... Hey, don't pet the corn."
"... -mock-pouts/sulks- Why not? For all we know, petting corn could help stimulate growth. -continues the petting-"
"... -has the 'you've-got-to-be-kidding-me' look on her face- Just don't touch OR PET the corn, okay? -sighs in exasperation and walks off-" ~A conversation between me and a counselor at the same camp at which I got molested by a butterfly (Note: If you couldn't tell, I was the one petting the corn. Sadly enough, I was the oldest person in the group other than the counselor, and I was the only one who pet the corn... I bet the corn's lonely~ It deserves to be petted.)
"I guess I just grouped literature with grammar..."
"... Did you just say 'I just groped literature with grammar' ...?" ~Conversation with my friend Liz on the phone (I have issues focusing on what's being said... Heh heh...)
"Cogito Eggo sum: I think, therefore I am a waffle." ~The first phrase my Latin teacher taught us in Latin 1 (It's a knock-off of the quote "Cogito ergo sum," which means "I think, therefore I am.")
"So, does that mean that 'Leggo my Eggo' means 'Read my waffle'? -snaps fingers- Read my waffle, BI-YATCHES!" ~The first thing that popped into my mind when I learned that "lego" in Latin is "I read" (Well, technically this would end up translating to "I read my waffle," with "my" being English, but meh.)
"Hm... I wonder what 'taco' is in Spanish."
"I dunno... Probably 'taco,' but I don't take taco, so... -hits hand to head after realising the mistake-"
"-smirks- Oh, really? I didn't know you took taco. Do you take 'burrito,' too?" ~ A conversation between me and a person in my English class (... I am not good with the thinking-and-speaking-clearly idea. I have issues with that. Don't mock me. -.-)
"When one person suffers from a delusion, it is called insanity. When many people suffer from a delusion, it is called Religion." ~Robert M. Pirsig
"-pokes person- DIFFUSION OF PERVERSION!" (... Ah, Biology. You teach us such important things~)
The Uploading of My Literature
Well, since author's notes might disrupt the flow of the stuff I upload, I guess I'll just say the most important thing about my uploading: I have a bunch of pieces saved dating back to the sixth grade, when my morbid streak came into the picture (Actually, I didn't post all of my poems I had, since some of them are very short, and one is based off of a book series, so I wasn't sure if I could call it "mine"). I blame Stephen King's Misery. But, I just wanted to make it clear that if anyone notices any differences in writing styles, how everything flows, or if something's just bad, it's because of that fact.
Oh, and once I do upload everything I've written in the past, I probably won't upload any pieces extremely soon. I normally don't write for fun, but I have a few ideas that I wanted to try out. However, these ideas are still in the works (... They have been for about a year or two), and the actual story, one about torture (Descriptions are fun! I blame the description of poking a boy's eye out with a stiletto that's found in Ken Follett's Eye of the Needle), is taking a while since I don't know all that much about the strength or consistency of flesh (Update: I've dropped the idea for getting rid of the guy's leg. I need another idea, though... So, it'll still probably be a while 'til I can start writing it). I still have to work out a few bits... But I have it all out as a skeleton, pretty much. As for the other idea, it's a poem, and it's questionable whether I'm even going to get around to writing it ever.
And I would ask if you forgive me for any horribly long run-on sentences I may insert into my writing... I seem to have a thing against periods. ._.; It's still questionable as to why this is, but I do... This is mostly going out to anyone reading Bloody Melody, The Stupidity Crisis: Internet Edition, and/or Ambiguous Tranquility. Moreso for the second one- when I did a word count for it, I found that I averaged twenty seven words per sentence... o_o And The Stupidity Crisis was about twenty eight words per sentence... Bloody Melody's only about twenty four, but still... That's a lot of words to be squeezing in front of a period.
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