I just realized how much this profile is lacking, so welcome to the story of this blacked out goon you have on the right just here -->

Anyway to cut a long story short, I got into all this good scary stuff through good old Lavender Town, so I guess that explains a lot on my matters of taste. But I still hold the tune to heart, if holding something to your heart counts as having it for your ringtone that is.

Moving on, surprisingly enough I wasn't really a fan of horror when I was younger, despite it seeming like that is a required trait when being involved with creepypasta and the community. Not that I wasn't a reader, with my head stuck in a book almost all the time when I was younger, so I guess a smooth transition from genres wasn't all that hard to pull off.

Though truth be told I was into the abnormal; looking a things from a different logical perspective. I guess whilst most people were reading horror fiction, I was always reading the non-fiction versions. To the point I lost sleep after being scared by accounts and reports, rather then an author's prose or an illustrators' drawings. But then again that is probably due to my preference to the boring. In short, expect the most outlandishly over the top descriptive, but incredibly boring pastas from me.

On the other hand, I am about a creative and confident in being creative as a socially awkward lettuce leaf who hasn't even touched a vegetable boob. I can't seem to think for myself when coming up with ways to express thoughts, which is really annoying when you have a bunch of ideas that you know you should write down or at least plan out before you are put off by whatever distraction is the nearest.

So much for a short summery, I guess that this introduction is over. Now to hope that someone actually reads this thing...

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