I know why you've come, little moth

Busy preparing for Script Frenzy with my artist. I'll get a story up eventually.
?Hit it like a man?



You've your own canvas

Photobucket Archedes is a teenage girl currently attending high school. She lives in the Land of Do-As-You-Please, right on the intersection of Farm Street and Orwell Road. Sometimes, in the dead of night, Archedes (romanticized as "Archie") steals away into the Hall of Capital Letters. The third turn on the left and behind the second to last panel, she accesses the Technological Index of Berserk Adolescents and Loutish Trolls (also known as T.I.B.A.L.T.) on which she interacts with the denizens of the Land of Take-What-You-Want, as well as occasionally posting stories plucked from the damask, dangerous depths of her disposition.

__________________________Regarding her interests, Archedes enjoys a variety of things ranging from cartoons to video games to classical literature such as Beowulf and Shakespeare. She likes animals and bright colors, as well as monologues and rants. Having much to say but neither the time nor skills to convey it, Archedes prides herself on being the master of awkward situations and speaking in third-person. She has many more interests, most of which can be found hidden on this profile, but not the patience to list them all.

__________________________Corresponding with her likes is her dislikes. Archedes, who was taken in by a deranged scientist at a young age, has a small chip implanted in the frontal cortex of her cranial cavity. This piece of technology causes her to experience irrational anger in the presence of ostentatious stupidity and ignorance, which may or may not lead to her exploding into a tirade of epic proportions all over any unfortunate bystanders (be forewarned: some stains do not come out). She also despises incorrect answers to questions. For instance, if you are asked "Red or blue?", "Yes" is not an answer.

__________________________However, Archedes is not nearly as serious as she sounds. She is actually quite the fool (if the excessive third-person-usage is any indication) who does not speak nearly as eloquently as this profile might like you to believe (note that this profile is a dirty, lying whore [who has five different kinds of STDs {sleeping with it is not recommended}]).

__________________________Excellence is what Archedes expects of her stories, which translates into "nothing less will ever see the light of day". Long expanses of time between updates are to be expected; not because Archedes actually has a life (haha, balls no!), but because she is a lazy, lazy bum who procrastinates about ten times more than the recommended dosage.

__________________________Denial: only idiots are in it. Everyone knows there are crocodiles in there, and smart people know not to swim with crocodiles.

__________________________Even Archedes has faults, as surprising as it may sound. She is rather bad at geometry. But it all balances out when you take into consideration that she does, in fact, know where Waldo is (at a nudist beach in France getting it on with Carmen San Diego). But then she just fails again when you add in the fact that she can't code even if her life depended on it.

__________________________So in conclusion, I'm insane, hyper, demented, and just-not-quite-right. Drop a message, leave a comment, ignite your neighborhood hobo: spread the love, not the clap. Cash only, please. Isn't it strange how life turns into melodrama?


One you'll paint

[Title] Avidity
[Genre] Mystery/Crime/Tragedy
[Chapters] 1/?
[Updating] Whenever I get around to it
[Summary] There's a mysterious newcomer in town, one that will shake the totalitarian city of Tarka to its very foundations.


[Title] Passion
[Genre] Romance/Comedy/Drama (Elizabethan Era)
[Chapters] 1/3
[Updating] Whenever I get around to it
[Summary] Elizabethan: Love and Passion are beautiful, but fleeting. It can be difficult at times to differentiate them. And sometimes, they never really bloom at all. It was a game of emotions; one they were both much too proud to lose at.


With the blood of a man I once loved

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