Who gives a crap
Let me tell you about a tale of a child.
She found a fabulous website called Gaia, where she could channel her creative thoughts into an interesting past time. The website was her emotional outlet. Her dreams smashed together into a gelatinous slush and presented for the whole world to see.
But, life eventually caught up to the child, restricting her thoughts, time and emotions. She was forced to abandon the internet as a whole for many years.
Alas, the child did not consider the outlandish thought of the people she knew in REAL LIFE finding her ancient works upon this website. Being informed of their knowledge, she rushed back to the nostalgic sanctuary of the website.
To her horror, she discovers her old works to be as bad as they have been described. Slightly crestfallen and ashamed, she vowed to provide proof she had improved from her feeble minded days of woe.
My alias is FifthDimension, 5D, or FifthDepth.
My true name is not important.
My true age is not important.
A lot of things aren't important.
A few things:
*I curse like a sailor
*I'm pretty much always ready to talk about: Megaman, Sonic, Indie Games, and original fiction.
*I'm very f*cking gullible and slightly naive
*I love cats
*I love every kind of cat
*I just want to hug all of them but I can't hug every cat
I hope we can be swell friends or whatever.
Also these stupid food things are f*cking adorable