[pronunciation: Hale-strum Fist.] (Justice at 4AM.)
Hello, and welcome to this Gaia Online profile. I am a 19 year old on-and-off college student currently working at a Subway, who is more than likely superior to you.
Amidst my hobbies, I enjoy: roleplaying, gaming of a variety of sorts, boxing, exercising, writing, graphic design, the emulator scene, etc.
Unfortunately, most roleplays I find on Gaia are outright garbage, which prompt me to enter them with giant robots and in 29-paragraph form, crush "Neko Gangsters" and blatant cyberfests in vague, undefined forests. Truly unfortunate.
I've been a Gaia Online member since 2003 [Look up an account called [Aged Typhoon - Old Account]], and there have been times I check here frequently - as well as times I avoid it like a plague. The sheer number of forced 4Chan fads and 11 year olds trying to be edgy here can piss even me off.
I also tend to have conflicting views with moderators here - I deem the late night porn trolls and "LOL MIND ******** LEWK AT THIS CAT'S DISSECTED HEAD" threads as well as obvious 92nd alts of permanently banned accounts a problem. They seem to favor cracking down on signatures less than 1 KB over the limit and people whom say "rude" comments that're 'hostile' or vaguely trollish in nature. To each their own; unfortunately, this also means I am semi-often suspended from Gaia, sometimes without explanation. That's how the dice roll.
I can be very shy in public; something I am in an ongoing struggle with. I'm rather perverse. I'm often told my voice would be good for:
-A DJ. -An anime announcer. -A movie announcer. -An anime character. -Radio talent.
I'm also told when my hair is down, I look like either Weird Al or Slash, and when it's in a ponytail, .. Steven Seagal. It wouldn't bare mentioning except I can't seem to even go to a damned restaurant without someone convulsing to point out "DUDE, YOU LOOK SO MUCH LIKE.. oh, what's his name? Wei.. WEIRD AL, YEAH!" People also like to pet my hair, at times. Without asking.
I'm admittedly a bit of a recluse. Not saying I don't get out, especially when I have things to do or friends invite me somewhere; I just enjoy relaxing in a 'Center of Operations' for a lack of a better term. At any rate, catch you around.