If I start typing down whatever I want, you would be left flabbergasted or completely contemptuous of me.
I'm an ass. I'm a complete git. And I'm proud of it.
I'm an egomaniac, too.
Physically thirteen years of age, female. No goals in life as I've already finished them. I already have a future outside of school, and that's almost just all that I used to worry about. I can slack off now. My greatest fear, though, is that if I die before I'm able to experience that future.
I hate incompetency. 'tis all you need to know.
Moving on:
People call me Severus Snape. People call me Yakushi Kabuto. People call me Li Morato. People call me Mamonmon. People call me MoFo. But truly, I am Monse.
Yes, I am that very same Monse you read about in SpellCheck's, SomethingRuthless', and many more peoples' stories. My characters (Montaserium Montez du Noir, Li Morato, and much more) had stemmed from the creativity of the said peoples' minds. I have once attempted to devour SomethingRuthless' brain with highly complicated Science Fiction terms to rid her of her frightening creativity (and strange inclination to pair me up with weird people). Unfortunately, her brain lacked the delicious strawberry suicide and instead tasted like blueberries.
...no matter what you think, I positively do not eat those blue abominations, thank you.
Announcements:
I have finally posted my first two stories.
FictionPress.com - let the words flow
