Hi 'ya! My name is Kinue XD Nice to see that you're reading this!...or maybe you're a creep...yeah would be kinda bad...

My fanfics will probably revolve around Topics of Anime and Movies. I'm a REALLY big fan of anime like Blue Exorcist, D.Gray-man, Bleach, One Piece, and Fairy Tail.

I will try to do weekly updates, but most likely they will be random. I will listen to all request whether its changes to the plot or what to write about next.

LIKES-

A good laugh (Who doesn't?) Skyrim Adventure time (Shut up Gunter!) Books(I'ma book worm) Anime Doughnuts (Best stuff evaaa) Alternative Music The color Green, Yaoi...hehe (I read but I don't write XD)Cats! (Come one, Who doesn't like cats?!"

DISLIKES-

Jerks (I will seriously get my cat to shit on Jerks...)The Color Pink Horses (Dangerous at both ends, and stinky)Roller coastersWasps (...Winged demons)

A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your Kindness will be rewarded.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

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(=' :') This is Bunny-chan.
(,(')(') Please
put her on your profile
to her bunnies achieve world domination!

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school.

He told his friends that it was cool And when he pulled the trigger back It shot with a great crack.

Mummy I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye.

I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry!

When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another

And all because he got the gun from his older brother!

Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much

And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush

And tell my little sister that she is the only one now

And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best Mummy

I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest

Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class

And never to forget this and please don't let this pass

Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this

Mummy warn the others,

mummy I left without a kiss

And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mummy

I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest

But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest Mummy

I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack

Mummy listen to me if you would I wanted to go to college

I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with daddy On that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married

I wanted to have a kid

I wanted to be an actress Mummy

I wanted to live

But mummy I must go now

The time is getting late Mummy

tell my Chris I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date

I love you mummy I always have I know you know it's true Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"

In memory of the Columbian students that were lost Please if you would Pass this around I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground If you pass this on Maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" Now you have two choices:

1) repost and show you care! 2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart (Btw I'm too lazy to change "mummy" to "mommy" so No, I'm not british)

Copy and Paste This In Your Profile:

If you're a Fullmetal fan copy and paste this in your profile.

If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile

If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get, like, two reviews, copy this into your profile

If you can spout a random character quote on command, copy and paste this into your profile.

If there are times when you want to annoy people just for the heck of it, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever threatened your computer, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever tripped over your own feet, or on air, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever read a 250 pg book in less than one day, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you love walking around in the pouring rain without an umbrella, copy this to your profile

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile

If you have ever dreamed or wished that a book character was real copy and paste this in your profile.

If you've ever wished you could go into a book and strangle some of the characters for being so incredibly dumb, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place, copy this into your profile.

If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you live in your own little world, copy and paste.

If it doesn't matter that you live in your own little world because they know you there, copy and paste.

Ninety-five percent of children are concerned with being popular and fitting in. if you are part of the five percent who aren't, copy this and put it in your profile

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

Girls

are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

You May Be A Writer If:

Every time you hear a song, you think of a new story or one you've already written.

You have the last chapters of a story done before even thinking of the characters names.

You often imagine your books becoming movies.

Spell check is your best friend.

You give even the smallest of characters a huge background.

You hesitate before killing of one of your favorite characters.

You smile really big when you are going to finally write a character love scene.

Every time you read something, you make your own story of the same thing.

You'll spend an hour trying to find one word cause you won't dare use a synonym.

Not being able to write is like not being able to pee to you... you just can't hold it in for so long.

You write so fast, you leave out words in a sentence.

You have to tell at least one person your whole story before it's even written.

Things that are written badly annoy you and make you want to re-write it better.

You laugh at jokes you wrote yourself.

You can spell words like 'troublesome' but can't spell 'the' half the time.

If you are not writing or typing, your fingers are moving constantly.

You talk to yourself...constantly.

When you have to write some sort of story in class, you get carried away.

You would rather die than use words like 'good' or 'nice' and etc.

You put off the last chapter of a story simply because you don't want it to end.

You start to cry when writing about a death or other depressing event you knew was coming, and you are the one writing it.

When on a roll, you will ignore hunger, sleepiness, or the urge to pee until you run out of ideas.

If a story, movie, show, etc. finishes without closure, you have a powerful need to write a suitable ending.

You like to fidget, tap, or chew on the tip of something when you are trying to come up with a new sentence, paragraph, chapter, or story.

You are in love with the Thesaurus.

You dream about your stories.

You dream of new stories.

You often revisit some of your old stories.

Someone can call your name twenty times without you hearing if you're writing.

You would rather talk to the voices in your head than the person sitting next to you.

You would rather write than go out.

Your/you're and their/there/they're are errors that send you into an apoplectic fit.

You get cranky if you don't get to write.

You've heard/seen something, and thought, I need to write that down.

You wake up in the middle of the night and scrabble for a pen and paper you keep next to your bed to write down a scene to make the voices be quiet so you can get some sleep.

Getting the scene finished is more important than coffee, the bathroom, or food.

A blank wall becomes the screen where the scene you're writing takes place right in front of your eyes.

You can't write because you're mad at one of your characters.

You argue with said character.

You start to laugh out loud in public at what something your character might say.

Even though you try your hardest to resist, you often correct your own grammar on IM.

You talk to yourself about talking to yourself too much.

Your family/friends have come to the ignore the habit of your talking to yourself.

You've apologized out loud to a character after doing something horrible to them.