Quote of the month: “The best moments in reading are when you come across something - a thought, a feeling, a way of looking at things - which you had thought special and particular to you. And now, here it is, set down by someone else, a person you have never met, someone even who is long dead. And it is as if a hand has come out, and taken yours” - Alan Bennett, The History Boys

Name: Just call me Page

Gender: Half Platypus-Bear

Country of Birth: England! (I'm also half Canadian!)

Interesting Facts About Me: I can dislocate my shoulder at will, I can wiggle my eyes and bend my little finger at a ninety degree angle.

Update: 11 April 2013; I'm here, kinda... Well I know I haven't been as active as I could have been in the last... year... *Sweat drop* BUT I shall be updating my fics more and more over the next few months, as it is exam time, and whenever I write, it is because I have absolutely everything else to do!

ALSO: I have updated my profile! By taking all the useless shit out! So at least now my profile is as long and obnoxious as it used to be! (Seriously though, how and why did it get that long?!)

Fic progress list: for the fics that aren't completed

From Amity Park to Jump City:

Progress Status: Top priority.

I'm currently brain storming the hell out of this idea, as I have kinda gone off the rails of my original plan. AKA I have thrown and burnt my original idea and then murdered it's family and there is a mind-wide man-hunt in my head for the location of the original plan and it's family. I'm looking at three to five life-times of prison here.

But in all seriousness; I know that a lot of people are worried about the story, and I do rarely have any time left at all to write it, but I will get round to completing it. That's a promise.

(Also I'm sorry about the crappy "clues" I leave in the story, but at one point I was trying to make it a bit of a mystery fic. It didn't work out. So yeah. No more clues.)

The Wasteland of Rapture:

Progress Status: Ow my head hurts

Okay, so I have neglected this story for one reason, and one reason only. I don't know how to continue it. Plus, the original plan in my head kinda had this massive black hole of a plot, that I really can't work around. So it's either I think really hard, and search the WIKI's for aaaaagggggeeeessss to try and think of a viable way for my story to continue, or I could simply re-write the whole thing.

(I have also dabbled in thinking of abandoning the story, but I know that a lot of people probably want it to continue, so I'm not going to do it. Yet.)

The Companions:

Progress Status: (Going steady) At a crawling pace

Usually I have a certain time I will write during the week. This time has been taken up by various other writing (Essay, IT report, novel etc.) because of my school schedule BUT I have been updating this fic with one or two chapters, as of late. I hope, by the end of May, I will have this done.

The Titan's Alphabet:

Progress Status: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

I know I could get it done in about a day if I tried hard enough, but I simply haven't had any sudden bursts to write about the Titans. I'm sorry! I may also delete it, if I think that no one wants to read it.

Just sayin'

Favourite Fanfiction quotes (May or may not need context to understand)

“Wow, you aweweiwd!” he said at last. “You’we such a cheerio!”. “It’s fruit loop, not cheerio. I’m a fruit loop.” Vlad realized what he said a little too late. “I mean I’m not! I AM NOT A FRUIT LOOP!” Danny blinked and took a step backward. Why did everyone always get crazy when he was talking to them? -

Terrible Twos by angleofsuspence

“GIR? GIR! Hey, GIR! We’re almost at Judgementia! GIR?”

“THE TACOS START COMIN’ AND THEY WON’T STOP COMIN’, MASTAH GETS MAD AND HE HITS A BURRITO, BIG HEADED BOY’S GOT A BIG HEAD, AND HIS SISTER IS SCAAAARY…”

“Uh…that’s not how it goes.”

GIR ignored him and continued singing. “HEY NOW, I’M A TACO, EAT MAH NACHOS, GO INTO SPAAACE, HEY NOW, I LIKE CHEEESE!’

Dib sighed. “I knew it was a bad idea to bring him,” he muttered, slouching in his seat.

37 songs, one mental breakdown, and two hours later, they arrived at Planet Judgementia. Dib activated the ship’s cloacking device and found a dark, run-down part of the planet. Scans showed that nobody was there, and nobody had been there for a long time. It was the perfect parking space.

A Small Mistake By Crazy4Pie

Beast Boy strolled into the room and struck a pose. He was clad in naught but a black censor bar.

The rest of the Titans looked up from the couch.

"Beast Boy, what are you doing?"

"It's NAKED DAY!" he proudly exclaimed, striking a heroic pose again.

"No."

"...Fine." And with that he turned and went back to his room.

Titanically Random by How-I-Lost-Your-Respect

"DEMON DOCTOR! DEMON DOCTOR!" Sam screamed, as he clawed his way out of the clinic.

"You know what, I've changed my mind about you, come round any time." Doc Church said, standing by the door frame.

"Stay-stay back! I've got a gun, and I won't hesitate to use it! I'm a cold-blooded killer too!"

"You wouldn't be the only one." The Doctor said, returning into his clinic.

Sam looked around as the people who walked around kept walking as if her were invisible. Sam got up himself, and walked over to a small restuarant and sat down at the bar. "Tell me, it is normal when you pay a Doctor in Whiskey for him to drink it as he's fixing you up?" Sam asked no one inparticular.

Out of Disorder, Into Chaos by SAmaster01

"Sorry Zexion." Namine says quietly.

"What?" Namine opens a portal and shoves Zexion in, and he falls through, screaming.

" 'It's a Small World, after all! It's a Small World, AFFFTER ALL!!" A bunch of puppets sing. Zexion begins to scream in horror and goes berserk, destroying the never-ending line of puppets.

"WHY ZEXY?! WE ONLY WANTED TO PLAY!!" A puppet says and then it trips him.

"No… No… GET AWAY!! NOOOO!!" Zexion screams as the puppets come closer, and closer.

Axel's Pranks and Prejudice by ForbiddenKHfan216

"You heard Raven laughing…?"

Cyborg nodded and with that gesture Robin's jaw dropped to the ground and his face turned white. Maybe he had heard wrong, maybe this was all some sick, cruel prank that Cyborg and Beast Boy had thought up, or maybe it was Starfire's glorgian pie flakes messing with his brain. Yes, that had to be it, anything to explain the words that had just come out of Cyborg's mouth. There was just no way that their teammate Raven could have possibly been laughing, she just didn't; sure she would smile but actually laughing! That just immediately fell into the category of impossible next to Beast Boy reading an actual book with no pictures cover to cover and Batman wearing a pink flamingo costume…

It just wouldn't happen. At least not in this dimension, in an alternate reality maybe. And the was a BIG maybe.

"Are you sure it was Raven?" Robin questioned with his face paling significantly by the second. "Are you sure Starfire wasn't in Raven's room with her?" The boy wonder was desperately looking for some small strand of hope that he could hold onto.

Cyborg shook his head vigorously. "Nope. It was definitely Raven." There was no doubt in Cyborg's voice at all, only the sense of knowing the horrible truth. "She was laughing and BB is now missing." Now close to hysteria Cyborg started to shout. "Do you hear what I'm saying! We are going to DIE!"

You Understand by Bloodmoon13

"Aww, Neku, you didn't ask," pouted Eri, pretending to look hurt, "and if I told you guys Teppeki Spring Inn had only a mixed section, you wouldn't come for sure. Besides, I already told you the name of the inn we'll be staying at." She flashed a wide, playfully wicked grin. "It's your fault for not doing your research in the first place. Hee hee!"

What she said was right. I couldn't argue with her on those grounds. But still… I wanted to strangle her. Must… resist… killing… urges… From the way Eri was smirking and stifling her giggles, I could tell she was enjoying this... That she-devil… what was the purpose of doing this? What could she gain?

"What? Neku, don't look at me with that icy glare of yours! Wouldn't it be fun for all of us to share a bath together?" Ignoring me again, she announced, "C'mon! Grow up, you guys. There's nothing to be afraid of. So what you are guys waiting for! Don't be shy!"

Hot Water by BrDPirateMan

Mitchell was interested by this authentic piece of ethnography. Not that he believed in God; God and him, it was a very complicated story. God existed, but did not care a shit about Mitchell. Fine. He would live with it. That Inuit religion seemed quite common sense. A morning prayer to whatever God of Travel existed in the Eskimo religion. They probably had a God of safe arrival. Ryan air would be interested.

Afterlife of a vampire by SAINTIXE56

The depression disappeared, replaced by an almost palpable feeling of intense relief. Owyn sat back and for the first time in three days, allowed himself to smile. He felt Rothchild's hand pat him on the shoulder reassuringly. The Wanderer had never let them down before.

"He saved her?" Lyons leaned forward, wanting details.

"He used an assault rifle and slaughtered the Supermutants and a Deathclaw, all of which were chasing her. I'm confident that Sentinel Lyons is in no immediate danger."

"Sunnuva bitch." Paladin Kodiak whistled.

"What? I could do all that." Dusk bragged.

"With a Fat Man…" Colvin said in the special whisper which carried all around the room. "…from a hundred and fifty yards away."

Modus Operandi by Commandocucumber

The woman made a disapproving tch noise. "Roger," she said, "aren't you even going to thank him?"

"Why?" the man asked, "He's the Lone Wanderer. This is what he is! It's what he does! It's his job. You don't thank people for doing what they're supposed to."

Jason had had enough. "Have you ever seen a yao guai up close?"

"No." said the man.

"Do you want to?"

The man took a step back, "No."

"Then shut up." Jason snapped. He stepped out the hole the overlord had made. The sun was just setting. If he started out now, he could make it to the citadel by morning…

Modus Operandi by Commandocucumber