~I write fiction, music, lyrics and fan fiction~
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1504150/
If you're narrow-minded then you suck and you need to go die now. :)
Ok, so I guess if you want to know about me...:
Name: ... I have many names.
Sex: No thanks. (Female).
Age: 16. (The Alzheimer's is already kicking in)
Location: Under your bed. (Australia).
Hair: Yes, I have hair. (Long, dyed blue/black. Parted and straight. Natural colour is a brown/blonde colour.)
Eyes: Blue...
Complexion: Very fair.
Orientation: Straight.
Ethnicity: Caucasian, last time I checked...
Well, I'm into anime/manga. Drawing, writing, reading and watching it.
I have been writing fiction since I was... Well, as soon I learned to read and write, so I was about... 5.
Music has a BIG influence on my life... So I like composing.
My favorite genres would be... Black metal, Symphonic/Orchestral metal, Opera, Dark cabaret, Classical, Gothic rock/metal, some Punk, and other various genres. I like a lot of different bands.
In terms of bands and artists:
Angelspit, Dimmu Borgir, Asrai, Genitorturers, Hannah Fury, Cradle of Filth, Battlelore, Emilie Autumn, Porcelian and the Tramps, Lacrimas Profundere, The Cure, Leaves' Eyes, MAXIMUM THE HORMONE, Nightwish, Deathstars, Moonspell, Bathory, Theatre des Vampires, Atreyu, Mozart, Clan of Xymox... to name but a few.
Writing Influences - J.R.R Tolken ╬ Anne Rice ╬ Celicia Dart-Thornton (The Bitterbynde Trilogy) ╬ Dani Filth (lyricist) ╬ Un/dead things ╬ Severed heads ╬ VAMPIRES ╬ Horror ╬ Music ╬ 16-1800s lore, folklore, nobility and fashion ╬ Early modern and modern English ╬ Shakespeare.
Current work: "The Embracing Pretence" (God damn, I need to think of a better name... :P)
Date started: No idea... sometime in '07
Deadline: Hopefully before April, 2009 x)
This story has been bouncing around in my head for quite sometime. I only wrote the prologue and never finished it, so now that I've come back to it, hopefully I will... It's supposed to be full-length, so wish me luck.
"To the Sorceress and Her charnel arts
She swept from ebon towers at the hour of Mars
'Neath a star-inwoven sky latticed by scars
To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair
Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there,
In netherglades tethered where onyx idols stared." - Dani Filth
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