The Obligatory Stat Thinga-Ma-Bob

Name: Aaron Virgil Prime
Age: Gee whiz, wouldn't you LOVE to know!
Gender: Masculine with a hint of lemon
Nationality: All-American Mutt
Sign: Free Tibet!--Any Takers?

I have a Fanfiction.net account, should you feel so inclined to read my idiocy. :3

Find me here!

~.~Quotable Dotable Fun~.~

"Never look a gift ice cream in the horse."-Aaron (yeah, I'm retarded.)

"Components. American components, Russian components, ALL MADE IN TAIWAN!"-Lev Andropov
(Armageddon)

"How can you listen to that?!"-Kid from Algebra
"I take the headphones and put them in my ears..."-Aaron

"Only judge a jewel on how effective it'll be to kill a baby."-Henry

"HOO-AH!"-Liabella, attempting to remove a fetus from a conscious, pregnant woman.

"Scout, stop being so gay!"-Hilary
"I can't HELP it!"-Kayla
"Mmph!"-Aaron
"BONK!"-Kayla (a particularly disjointed conversation on Team Fortress 2 and our various classes)

"JESUS CHRIST IT'S A UNICRON GET TO THE SHIPS!"-Aaron and Veronica (yeah, we're morons)

~.~Current Stories~.~

"Sacrificii Julium": At the apex of the inferno, Karthen stood as a demonic scourge, hell-bent on conquering all life. Slight slash. Oneshot; COMPLETE