I'm doing this rather late, but I've noticed there are many new writers here and I figured I'd introduce myself.
Username: MCR_punk (Although it really bothers me now, and I really wish I could change it.)
Gender: Believe it or not, I am a female. A rather odd looking female, but I get my period and I'm pretty sure guys aren't supposed to get that.
Age: 14. I know, we're all almost teenagers on here.
Country: US of A people. Although I wish I lived in Canade. FREE HEALTHCARE.
City: Well...Los Angeles. Yup, that Los Angeles. I've seen Jacoby Shaddix, if ya know who that is. He was buying a doughnut and I felt like fainting.
Religion: I'm supposed to be Catholic but in reality, I prefer to be referred to as an Athiest. I'm not one of those Athiests that criticizes religions though. I have no right to bash other people for what they believe in.
https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/383040_396643233766636_614671491_n.jpg I don't have many, really. Just take a looksie and you'll realize why.
Relationship status: It's pretty predictable, honestly. I'm single.
Favorite musicians/bands: GET READY FOR A LONG ONE.
blink-182 (Yeah, I know quite a few of you n here don;t like them. But they're the fun side of pop punk so I enjoy them.)
Avenged Sevenfold (UNF. I love them dearly.)
My Chemical Romance
Muse (saw them in concert and I cried)
All Time Low
Red Hot Chili Peppers (one of the first rock bands I ever listened to.)
Nirvana (also one of my first)
Fall Out Boy
Green Day (Uno was surprisingly good, y'all.)
Kids In Glass Houses
Linkin Park (except their new stuff. Eew.)
System of a Down
Taking Back Sunday
You Me At Six (I dunno, I just really enjoy them)
A Day To Remember
...and many. many, many more.
Alice in Wonderland
Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World
The Exorcist (original)
21 Jump Street
The Nightmare Before Christmas
I Am Sam (one o the saddest movies EVER)
Every Batman movie except this really shitty one but I forgot which director it was.
Favorite TV shows:
Full Metal Alchemist (This show is the bomb-diggity people. And Edward Elric is anime love. So hands off.)
Supernatural (I've seen every season, and Sam Winchester is just too awesome. Same for Castiel.)
Courage the Cowardly Dog
South Park (I actually just bought a Cartman shirt)
Guy Code (I may be a female but HOLY SHIT THIS IS HILARIOUS.)
Pokemon (The original, of course.)
Yu Gi Oh! (once again, the original)
Scott Pilgrim series
and like 12345676789765432 more.
Barby Bowties (she prefers to be called this, I have no clue why.)
Sweets a.k.a. SyraStrange because I just love her so much.
Zacky Vengeance (Zachary James Baker. Because he just inspires me so much.)
Tim Burton (C'mon, the man is a genius.)
Bandoms you write for:
My Chemical Romance
Pairings you ship: (oh shit, get ready.)
BellDom (Matt Bellamy/Dominic Howard)
Synacky (Synyster Gates/ Zacky Vengeance)
Bratt (M. Shadows/ Synyster Gates)
Mack (M. Shadows/ Zacky Vengeance)
Johnny Christ/ Zacky Vengeance (I forgot the name of the pairing...)
Jacoby Shaddix/ Synyster Gates
Joel Madden/ M. Shadows
Billie Joe/ Mike Dirnt
The Rev/ Johnny Christ (I'm sorry, I know the Rev has passed away but.. this pairing is amazing.)
In your opinion, what is the best story on Ficwad you feel you've ever written?
I honestly think none of my stories are any good. But I' say it would have to be this new one I have just started. I know Piercings is my only green story, but Purgatory is the one I think is best. I actually think the idea is very original and I liked it myself. Check it out?
Your favourite authors on here:
CosmicZombie (You have no idea how much I respect you, honestly.)
XxlovefrankieroxX (one of the best smut writer's ever.)
benzedrine_barbie (Is she even still on here?)
Your favourite fics on here:
Be My Detonator
Trying To Escape The Inevitable
First of the Gang To Die
Back in the Day...
A Misfits Guide to the 20 Ways
Nuts & Bolts
every other XxlovefrankieroxX story
There's more but I can't recall them right now...
Ficwad authors you think have cool personalities (optional):
Everyone up there plus xXLaylaxX
I don't know who else because well... there are so many new writers here and I haven't talked to any of you.
Sample of your writing:
This is actually from something I have yet to post. It's a Mack, give it a read, yeah?
Skin. Can’t I get out of it? It itches too much. I don’t like my skin. Can I have someone else’s? At least for a day?
“Zacky, what are you doing?” Matt asked me, glancing over the book he was reading. Some sort of mystery he had to write an English essay about.
“I’m not doing anything.” I slide my hand underneath the desk, hiding my thumb. It’s scratching my hand and arm again; I think it has a mind of its own. But I can’t help it. If it itches, my thumb will scratch.
“Yes, you are.” Matt sighs, putting his pencil down and looking at me. He does that a lot; the sighing. I guess it must be tiring to be him; I wonder what it is like being in his skin. Scratch. But then again, I’d have to deal with me. I can hardly do it now.
“Zack.” He says sternly, his voice flat, “I can see your hand. You’re scratching again.”
Scratch. I think I felt something slick along with that. Maybe its blood, it usually is. “No I’m not.” But I am, and I can’t stop. Might as well pretend it isn’t happening. Maybe then it’ll go away. Maybe then I’ll wake up and this world I’m in is just a dream. And I have a different skin, and this person I think I am now is just some horrible not me. I’ll be good-looking, and fitter, and maybe I’ll be straight. Scratch.
“Zee, I can see your fuckin’ hand moving. Stop denying it and stop scratching your goddamn arm. Or hand whatever the fuck you’re scratching. Just stop.” His eyes flash something I can only think of as pitiful. Is that how he sees me? As something he should feel sorry for?
I stop scratching and bring my hand up. My fingernails have little crescent moons of blood on their tips, and I smile. I’m close to getting out of my skin, that’s good. I look up to Matt, expecting him to be smiling as well. But he’s not, all I see is a scowl etched across his features. He doesn’t look too nice like that. “What?” My hand twitches; maybe I need to get rid of more of my skin.
“You’re bleeding. Why the fuck are you smiling?” He doesn’t get it. Poor Matt, he doesn’t understand the fact that I’m closer to being normal. I’m closer to getting out of this itchy, horrible, suffocating skin. I sigh; maybe he doesn’t need to know. Or maybe he’s just ignoring the fact. I should point it out.
“Because I’m getting closer to getting out of my skin.” I pull my arm out from under the desk and show it to Matt. “See?” I pull up my sleeve, showing him the skin I’ve already peeled off. Smiling, I thrust it in front of him. “I’m close. I’m close to getting a new skin, then I’ll stop being so horrible.”
He studies my arm for a moment, eyes gazing over the reddish pink that is exposed. I’ve peeled away the skin, and I’ve never felt better. “Zack, why do you do this? What’s wrong with your skin?” He looks up at me, his eyes full of wonder and questioning. Beautiful.
“Everything, Matt. Don’t you see?” I gesture to my body. “I’m hideous. I want a new skin, something that doesn’t itch so much. This skin, the one I’m in right now; it’s defective. Something is wrong with it. That’s why I’m fat, ugly, and just wrong.” And gay. Don’t forget gay. If you get a new skin, you’ll get rid of it. You’ll forget about the feelings you have for him.
“But Zee, you aren’t any of those things. I don’t know how you think so, you weren’t like this before.” I didn’t have feelings for you before. He sighs again, rubbing is face in exasperation. “You aren’t fat at all, you’re perfect. And I don’t know how the fuck you can even think you’re ugly.” Now he’s laughing, but not the happy kind of laugh. The laugh you have when you’re frustrated, and that’s the one I get most often from Matt. It’s still amazing though.
Yeah, there ya go. :)
Extra shit: I play the flute, picolo, trumpet, clarinet, tenor saxophone, alto saxophone, and a bit of trombone. I'm 5'2, supah short people, and I've dyed my hair many a'times. Oh, and I'm crazy messy.