Real Name: Victoria Kay Whitten
Gender: Female, I think. Sometimes I pretend I have a penis :P Who doesn’t?
Religion:Some sort of Christian.
Picture of yourself:
Favourite musicians/bands: My Chemical Romance, The All-American Rejects, Blink-182,Queen, All Time Low, Pencey Prep,Green Day, ACDC, Avril Lavinge, Nickelback, Fall out boy, Foo Fighters,, Sum 41, LeATHERMØUTH, Weezer. SLIM SHADYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
Not so boldly known bands I recommend: Transmit now and Farewell Fighters.
Favourite movies: no clue. Sponge Bob movie.
Favourite TV shows: Doctor Who.
Favourite Books: Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, The Hunger Games.
Heroes: Gerard Way, Ray Toro, Frank Iero, Mikey Way.
Bandoms you write for: My Chemical Romance. Some Fall Out Boy.
Pairings you ship: Basically anything. giggles OTP is me and a friend. :3
Your favourite authors on here: TheEscapist99, AgentKilljoy, Poppanna’s pretty awesome ;)
Your favourite fics on here: Stockholm Syndrome, one where a girl gets preggers by Frank..I think it was ‘Only One Night’. Califorcation (NOT FINISHED XO) Worst of Both Worlds (NADA EITHER XO)
Two favorites and I’m not kissing ass-
Fly Away, Dance on the Milky Way
And the Sequel.
Sample of your writing: This I pulled from my butt.
Her eyes swept over his body quickly. She took in the scent of the crowd around her, which was not pleasant. He twisted around, strutting back to the guitarist, smiling and poking his head with the formation like a gun. She jumped with the crowd, loving the sound of the noise from the band. The bass was vibrating her wears and she wouldn’t properly hear for weeks, it seemed.
After the partying, she made her way backstage to meet them. But they were already gone. It has been years since they’ve played that venue. Years since they’ve even been alive.
She had passed out that night from the heat. The crowd trampled her to death, by accident of course. People tried to save her. The singer was crushed along with the other band members.
Every night she relives the concert, only to be disappointed when she goes backstage to meet her savors, and finds not a soul there. not one other. Only hers, trapped in a low-budgeted club in downtown Jersey.