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![]() Author has written 10 stories for Rise of the Guardians, Wreck-It Ralph, Noragami/ノラガミ, and Lord of the Flies. Sorry, Guys!!! Life's been hectic!! All of my stories will be on a TEMPORARY hiatus. Gender: I don't think Peanut Butter has a specific gender... It comes from a plant. It's both genders. Age: It depends on the environment. If it's a bad environment, it won't last very long... Birthday: Everyday the store ships in a new box of PEANUT BUTTER! Color eyes: Peanut Butter doesn't have eyes Color hair: Peanut Butter doesn't have hair either. Need I say more? I've got a DeviantArt account but there's not a lot of art on it. I've got a facebook too. I had posted a link to them before but... Let's see if you can find them... It's more fun this way I would realy really appreciate it if you guys review to my stories and not just read them... Peanut Buter Rules!!! Those who agree, give me a high five! Yay! Post this on your profile and them PM me Requests info And for requests you guys give me... I won't usually do full stories. That means whatever request you give me will always have 1-3 chapters. Stories info: Everything is sometimes on hiatus and sometimes everything is not. Depends on my life. Reflection Reflection was meant to be a oneshot. I never planned on continuing it. But you guys are welcomed to. PM me! so I can read your writing! :) Outcast This story is also a oneshot. I never planned on continuing this either. It's a sorta prologue to "Reflections"... ish. You guys are also welcomed to continue this as well. PM me! so I can read your writing! :) Thinking Just a series of oneshots on ROTG whenever I feel like writing... Care On a temporary hiatus. sorry... Killer On a temporary hiatus... Life's been hectic. Will you stay or will you go? The name is kinda long... I accidentally deleted the file and now I have to rewrite everything. I'll post when I'm done. Found this on other profiles and LOVED IT. OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He was outlived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing. RIP: We shall remember |