Author has written 12 stories for Cardfight!! Vanguard/CARDFIGHT!! ヴァンガード, Metal Fight Beyblade/メタルファイト ベイブレード, and One Piece. I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. I could not live in any of the worlds offered to me — the world of my parents, the world of war, the world of politics. I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, a country, an atmosphere in which I could breathe, reign, and recreate myself when destroyed by living. -Anais Nin Name: I don't mind what I'm called so long as it's not too offensive. Normally, people call me Aster on the Fanfiction net. But I like interesting nicknames, so really anything is fine. Age: If you're really interested, then here's an answer. I have been alive since the beginning of time. I have Elvish blood. (It's a secret, by the way. A big secret) Area: A far away place where it rains ice cream everyday, and different kinds of meat grow out of the ground each day, though my brother says I'm from Mars. Likes: I enjoy watching anime or reading a book. Astronomy. Jackets. Ripped gloves. Collecting images. Surprises. Organizing everything is one of my favorite things to do. I also like writing stories. My favorite color is navy blue (not royal; there is a difference) and teal. I love chocolate and chocolate chip cookies. And Oreos, and Hersheys. Ice cream and milkshakes. Strawberries dipped in chocolate. Basically, I love sweats. I love stationary too (notebooks, folders, binders, sticky notes, loose-leaf paper, pens, sharpies, etc). Basketball, kick ball, dodge ball, cricket, badminton, Foosball, pool, and go-karts (though I never play sports since I have no one to play with). Fresh air, though I lean more towards my room now since I was stuck in it for years. Cats (any kind at all). Birds and squirrels. Asters (the flowers and yes, it does have to do with my profile name). Privacy. Above all, I value my privacy. Dislikes: I don't hate anyone nor have many dislikes which is strange since I'm picky, but here goes. Incorrect grammar in a story that actually has a good plot. Cursing and loud voices. Gossip. Bullying. Arrogance. Inappropriate attire. Jokes that are uncalled for. Rumors. Being woken up in the middle of the night by a family member who's practically yelling right behind my door. And, if someone were to ever look through my things without permission. Oh, and Yaoi. I despise Yaoi stories. Writer\Reader: I used to just wing it with stories. Have to admit, still kind of do. But I started researching required things in a story and now have better idea of what I need. There are some really good tips online. To get an idea for a story is something I haven't looked up. Most of the time I write a story about something I wish would happen in the anime. (If I was a good writer, then there would be about a hundred stories since I want hundreds of things to happen.) I ask myself if my readers enjoy the story. I started writing because I like doing things my way, but also people would enjoy it. If I'm not sure which idea to choose, I stop and think which one would be best. That's about it. I love making flashbacks and backgrounds. I mostly make stories involving lots of feelings and friendship. It can get kind of dramatic. I need to get better at describing people's looks. I'm trying to get better at making combat stories. Love stories are new to me. I may try Crime one of these days. I want to see how I can use it. I enjoy reading over my Reviews. It actually helps me think of what to put next in my stories. As a reader, I love stories when they have correct grammar, knowledge regarding the story, characters that are in character, and a nice character build up. Heart warming stories are always nice. Some AU tend to be very good these days. Cross-overs are interesting, but I have never tried to love them. Reading profiles can also be entertaining. Unique story ideas are usually what gets me the most. It all depends on the title and plot. I try to Review as much as possible, but most stories I read are already finished, so I am too busy reading every chapter to Review. A thanks to everyone who has read my story and Reviewed. You're all so appreciated!! Status on Stories: Not a Nobody a Special A World of the Unknown FLF Burnt Memory A Living Lie Consequences I'm Willing to Take Future Stories (Titles may change): (Cardfight! Vanguard) Family: I have been thinking I will make a sequel for Kai Baby-sits since people liked the first story. I know the other characters probably should have been introduced more than once, but I had not even planned to make Miwa show up until the end. The story was actually going to be endless, just so I could see how Kai would deal with being a baby-sitter. But anyway, this story has still not been written. I'm open to any ideas people will give me. (Metal Fight Beyblade) Trouble at School: All Kakeru wanted was to make friends and fit in at his new school. He didn't want the teachers and students to bother him like before. But that became difficult when an unknown boy intends to make his year miserable. Oh, and the teachers disliked him. Why? Because is brother had two identical scars under his eyes. (CFV\YuGiOh) Friendship: Kaiba and Kai met at an orphanage. Years later, they see each other again. Except Kaiba didn't recognize him. Feeling like he should at least speak with someone he helped in the past, Kai decided to approach him. Kaiba wasn't very interested but over a simple cup of coffee does he realize he didn't mind this individual's company. Could the CEO of Kaiba Corp have found someone that he wanted as a friend? Anime (movies, OVAS, etc.) I have watched: 1. Cardfight!! Vanguard (There are probably more, but I'll think of them later) I saw how One Piece looked like, and I didn't like all the faces. Then I was SO bored one day and my brother showed me the battle between Law and Doflamingo. I watched more than 500 episodes just for that. Law: He is a boss and none shall deny it. Zoro: Boss. Just...don't ask. Luffy: My family agrees I could be related to him. Completely serious. Nishishi! Robin: Yes. Just because of her smiling face when a cyclone was going to hit the ship head-on. Yes. Gajeel: You know, I actually laugh like him from time to time BEFORE I knew he existed. Doflaming: My brother walks like him...Wish I could. Well, he actually told me he's perfecting it. And he is related to Doflamingo. He does that hand thing. And he wants Doffy to be part of the Straw Hat crew. Do you comprehend the true essence of weird now? No, and you shall never know. I wondered one time: Doflamingo's nickname is Doffy. So what if Luffy is actually a nickname? My brother said: Watch it be revealed in the show. Breaking news! Loflamingo!!!! I sometimes speak in Japanese accidentally. Why do I watch Uta no prince-sama? Why? I hate harems. Why? I ship ZoRobin. KaiMisaki. GaLe. JerZa. And yeah, yeah. But I'm not that crazy about romance...Yeah. ...I like chocolate. Oh, wait, you already read that. So this is how it happened. Years ago, my brother kicked me off the bed. I fell with my arm twisted, hitting a metal handle. My rib hit a sharp side of the dresser, and my head hit a metal chair. My brother was actually worried and looked guilty. With a smile. You know, I could have yelled at him. Yeah, I could have yelled at him, then told our parents and got him in trouble. But no, no. I didn't yell. I laughed. Yep. I started laughing so hard. My brother thought I was crazy and started laughing too. Correction: thinks. He still thinks I'm crazy. Well, so is he. He claims that I got him back when I kicked him off the bed, and he hit our treadmill. But I don't remember. Unfortunately. And we continued the day like nothing happened. I told my parents, and they were shocked, but I started laughing again and fell on the floor, so they let it go. Yeah. See the relation between me and Luffy? Don't judge me though. I maintain it's all my brother's fault. My friend nicknamed me Shampoo...No joke. Then Sham. Then Shamp. I told her to call someone taco since she already called two other girls onion and salsa. I have a liking to strange people. In anime. Not in person. Don't exactly know how to speak to someone who doesn't live in my house. I use to have 13 cats. All wild. Then the mother came back with another thirteen. All of them yellow. She left behind one when it rained one night. She came back, but she let him stay with us since she saw we fed him. I hate projects. Just have a mental breakdown. That place where I'm from, you know, where it rains ice cream and meat grows out of the ground? Yeah that. Well, that actually came from a game I was having with my brother, Would You Rather. So I asked him, would you rather have it rain different ice cream flavors all day, or have meat of all kinds grow out of the ground? He chose the meat only after he asked me was it cooked when it grew out of the ground. Well, duh, I said. Who wants raw meat growing out of the ground? My first thought: Lions. So I had this strange dream. I don't remember it all, but this I remember clearly. I hadn't eaten much and lunch looked delicious. So when I sat down with my friend, I looked away from my plate for a second and the food was gone. I started grinding my teeth really hard and scraped my hands (the marks I left made me think I may have had claws in my dream) against the table, terrifying my friend. I yelled out: LUFFY!! That was my lunch!!! And I see him eating my food and his own from another plate. He says: Oh really? And stuffs the rest of my food in his mouth. He suddenly started apologizing and got really nervous when I started to stand. Unfortunately, I woke up because my teeth were sore from grinding them so hard. In real life. I don't like soda. Or Slurpees. In fact, I hardly like any sugar drink. Smoothies are meh. Only had two or three flavors in my life. Milkshakes are the exception. I'm not fond of candy. I don't dislike them, I just don't want to eat them. Only chocolate. It's strange. If I were to accidentally hear someone saying to someone else that I have a really big secret I need to tell you, I would not even glance at them for a minute. I don't know. I'm just not interested in what people are normally interested in. I look at the things people never look at. Example: There were these flower designs in our house, and I was the only one that noticed their scientific name was written beside them. When my mom ever buys me presents, she gives me the choice of seeing them, and she even tells me where she hid them in the house. I always tell her to not tell me, so I can be surprised. That's me. Do you ever have that moment with your family that made you so happy, and you realized that you wanted them to always laugh with you? I daydream. A lot. I daydream about all my favorite anime characters put into one show that I created in my head, and I daydream all the time. I get so into it I make myself happy or sad depending on what I daydream about. Sometimes, I daydream and then I forget what I daydreamed about. So I try really hard to remember. When nothing comes to my mind, I get irritated and shout, Chocolate! ...Don't worry. I shout in my head. Don't want to disturb someone. Oh but I probably already did. You know, I never actually thought people could be overcome with emotion. Like where they feel warm and just speechless. I felt like that when my brother made me realize I had absolutely no idea what friendship is. Really, I don't know what it is. My brother said I may have friends, and I don't even know it. Very anime-like. Hmm... Let's see. Oh, right. That brother that I think is crazy is coming on the Fanfiction Net soon. Warning: He was born before me so whatever craziness he has, it's from him! Not from me! My brother made this very weird person. Right here. Me. I made this up When you read a good book... you forget that you are handicapped you lose track of all those mistakes on your last quiz you forget your mom's disappointed look and your dad's long lecture you lose track of all those times your parents had a fight you forget that they always fought about you you lose track of those times you wanted to make friends you forget about that bully waiting to steal your lunch you lose track of all those blunders in gym you forget how much weight you need to lose you lose track of how little money your family has you forget about that movie you could never watch you lose track of how many classmates teased you you forget that you are the odd one, as they call you you lose track of how high your depression state is you forget how much homework you have left you lose track of all those times you were not invited to a party you forget about your life you lose track of time you forget about your worries and that you cannot hide from them behind pages of a good book I felt the need to do this when I had lost myself in a good book when something bad was going on. I don't think it's any good, but I really don't care. Onward... (I didn't make up anything after this.) When you were 1 year old, your mom celebrated the first birthday of you, you thanked her by crying all day long. When you were 2 years old, your mom started teaching you how to talk, When you were 3 years old, your mom brought you to the park, When you were 4 years old, your mom bought you some toys, When you were 5 years old, your mom bought you a story book and read it to you, When you were 6 years old, your mom sent you to the kindergarten, so that you can start making friends, When you were 7 years old, your mom made you a very nice lunch for the first day of school, When you were 8 years old, your mom handed you an ice cream cone, When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons, When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day from soccer to football to one birthday party after another, When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies, When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows, When you were 13 years old, she suggested a haircut that was becoming, When you were 14 years old, she paid for a month away at summer camp, When you were 15 years old, she came home from work, looking for a hug, When you were 16 years old, she taught you how to drive her car, When you were 17 years old, she was expecting an important call, When you were 18 years old, she cried at your high school graduation, When you were 19 years old, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. When you were 25 years old, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you. You thanked her by moving halfway across the country. When you were 50 years old, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her. And then, one day, she quietly died. If you love your MOM & you thank her deeply, If you don't... If you want to PM me, please avoid using any unnecessary language. :) |
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