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What do you do for fun? Meaning to amuse yourself when you're bored, rather than things you actively seek out. I realized that I don't really know this about any of you, so I figure maybe you guys don't know this about each other, either. At any rate, it should be quite interesting.

Pink, I have absolutely no idea what is meant by 'kandi' or 'Otaku,' though I will admit that I recognize the latter phrase from somewhere.

Also, I have been recieving a bit higher-than-average pressure to create a Facebook (equation below).

Nyz: Well, it's sort of odd. It starts with the protagonist's home world, Narin IV, being taken over by ice creatured called the Shade (which were in a dream of mine) at the end of a fairly short war called the Ending Game, in which the entire planetary defense was completely wiped out. All the adults were killed, and the children were allowed to survive, to be raised as servants.
Actually, it starts before that, with an incident involving military psychics, space exploration and a jackass planetary ambassador, but y'know.
Narin IV eventually gets shot with a beam weapon that essentially transmutes matter, turning the planet into a giant, inhospitable block of ice, then shattering it with a secondary shockwave that was more or less accidental.

This is getting way to long.
The story is mainly about the character evolution of a young adult named Aidenna K'yaskai Valamarae (he's white, though. Wierd, eh?) and his quest to rectify the misdeeds of the Shade, which eventually leads him to kill himself, fight a pantheon of archaic godforms in a non-world called Story's End, on the other side of the Neverwhere, destroy the universe, and reinstate existence, in that order.
Also, he fights a planet's worth of zombified angels (who weren't zombified when he first met them!), with his half-angelic interest Selena and a Mechanical woman named Thirteen. Right before Selena explodes and Aidenna kills himself. Because Lord knows, I couldn't just write a ******** happy ending. xd

I need to learn how to answer questions a little more (less?) effectively.

Equation:
Let p represent the psychological pressure to which I am subjected at a given moment to get a Facebook.
Let f represent the number of Facebook users I know.
Let a represent the mean age of said users.
Let s represent chronological proximity to an event entailing cessation of standard interpersonal communication in relation to f.
Let x represent ambient societal pressure.
Let d represent personal force of will.

Thus, p = (f ÷ a · ((-s ^ 2) + s)) ^ (x ^ -d).

You ever notice how difficult it is to post things that use mathematical symbology? Just to get all that typed out, really, was an ordeal. And the truly tragic thing is, absolutely no one but me is really gonna find that funny. At all.

I don't know where people get the idea that Otaku means anime fan because Otaku means "Creepy Obsessed fanatic stalker"

I made a mistake; the first 's' in that equation isn't actually supposed to be negative. Sort of ruins it for me when something like that happens, because that throws off the value of the whole thing. neutral

How's about Star Wars? Does that fall under the jurisdiction of 'Otaku,' then?
I've noticed that for some reason, there appears to be a higher concentration of swordsmen among fans of Star Wars than there is in the general public.
Probably has something to do with lightsabers.

These 'Kandi' of yours. Are they the circular bracelets (meaning the band is in the form of a cylinder), or are they the flat sort of bands that people put sayings on?

I've been falling behind in my walks. This is probably because we recently moved. I now live directly behind a Barnes & Noble and an AMC. There are a bunch of other stores, too, and Wal-Mart, Guitar Center, and a mall are all within walking distance. Probably, the social nexus this inevitably generates is the reason for my reclusion.

I've... never heard of 'Fanime' either. You're so strange, Pink. So very, very strange.

And Nyz, I've never actually taken the SAT. However, as I was telling Pink, I did take an IQ test yesterday. I don't really know what the average is, nor do I know what the scale or scope of the test is, but I got a 132. I'm not entirely sure what that means. My mom says it's good, but. Again.

Sweet mother of god. Whose are those, might I ask? That's... overwhelming, to be honest.

Well, that's pretty cool. I actually wanted to take it thrice, in keeping with the scientific method, to get a better view of what my capabilities truly are.

I remember something about that particular grade: I'm not sure if I was in sixth grade or not, but I'm fairly sure I was. If not, maybe younger. Either way.
When I was a little kid, they put me in this program called PEP, which transitioned to another program, CODE, when one reached middle school, which was apparently an accelerated program. One of the teachers gave me a matzo ball once. It was pretty good, actually. Anyway, I took a test once and they told me I got the 98th percentile. Of course, I didn't really know what that meant until they explained it, but it was pretty cool.

I think we should start a club, then...?

(I always thought 'genius' was a poor term. It always felt like a time-and-place sort of thing to me.)