*Bursts in through a wall, dressed in battle-hardened armor with several Nerf guns attached.*
ASSSSTINUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS!!!! *Does a Phoenix Wright-style finger point at person in question.* I hereby accept your challenge!
To demonstrate my humility, I submit to the will of our god Andrew and you, his messenger upon this fair earth! I admit that I am but a speck of dust on the floor behind the freezer in the corner of the basement of the *looks up world's largest building on Wikipedia* Boeing Everett Factory compared to the grandeur and sheer might of you two combined!
I then offer these gifts of arms, my most treasured possessions, as demonstration of my faith and goodwill! I am sure that in your hands, such weapons will serve you well, driving your relentless crusade against the malevolent species known as n00bs ever onwards!
*Pulls off the Longshot sniper rifle and Recon assault rifle strapped to his back, tossing them to Astinus' feet. He then unholsters his Maverick revolver from his right hip and Firefly submachine gun from his left, tossing them to Astinus as well.*
May my gifts made in the name of faith aid to the blood shed by your hands!
As for knowledge! ...Uh...uh...
*Taps his chin thoughtfully*
I know the full name of our god! Andrew "Ender" Wiggin! I SHALL BASK IN HIS GLORY AS I SUBMIT TO HIM AND HIS MESSENGER! I OBEY! I OBEY!
*Collapses against the wall, drooling*
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*In an alternate universe that Shrike manages to communicate from while his self in reality is in a comatose state due to his devote worship...*
Damn it, you guys post too fast! And there's too many new questions, gah! >_<
Oh, yeah, I noticed the rating thing too. You can thank me for bumping it up to five, but now it's down again... :(
*Interjection from reality:* THE BLASPHEMERS SHALL BURN! LET OUR GOD RAIN HIS FIERY, FOAMY NERF DEATH UPON ALL UNBELIEVERS!
Uh, yeah. I think I'm going bipolar. Oh well. Anyways...I refuse to answer your character-related questions! Mwahaha, I'm so awesome. And lazy. And I want to finish this post and get to bed.
BUT I SHALL ANSWER THIS ONE!
Did you start writing fanfiction thinking you were already a great writer, or did you start knowing that your writing would be greatly flawed?
Define "start." If you mean way back when around 2000 when I began writing for the very very very first time, then yes, I did think I was good. Skip to around 2003 when I finally realized how I could never actually finish anything I started, and my beliefs began to slip. Then in 05 when I stopped writing for a period I outright believed I sucked. But I began writing again near the end of that year and thought I was okay. But then I really started again in early 06 with the advent of TFC and what eventually turned into TRINITY, IMPULSE as well as the oft-forgotten Walking in the Shadows of Gods (A Myst/Uru and Pokémon crossover, whee!). I thought I was okay then, somewhat above average compared to many other newbie writers, disregarding the fact that I wasn't technically a newbie having five years of secret, fractured, and horrifying experience behind my belt.
Now, back to prostrating! ...Wait, that's my other self... Ah well, might as well do it too!
*Worships*
...I can't tell if you guys are rubbing off on me, I've always been this way, or if I just really need to get to bed. Maybe all three...