1)Give me an introduction of yourself:
I am Cerulean Blue Hyshrion. Master of Peguins, Lovah of Snapple, Destoryer of all Exsistances, Numbah Three of teh Trinity, Also known as Tob, Liz, Bluey, Blue Dragon of the North, And The Master of talking Pen-gu-wins!


.... ‘Ello There.


2) I see... Do you have a book your currently writing? Do describe!

It’s more like… Journals. Journals of a Halfa. A Story about Awkward Love between just friends, A War in the Making, And a New Breed of Super Heroine, Whom Can’t decide if she’s meant for all this insaneness, Or if It’s All a Dream, and she’s in Acoma.

3) Just for fun, try typing that with your opposite hand! NO WAIT! That's too easy... Do it with your eyes closed!

It’s more like journals. Journals of a Halfa. A Story about awkward love between just friends, a War in the making, And a New breed of super heroine, whom can’t decide it she’s meant for all this insaneness, Or if it’s all a dream, and she’s in Acoma.

( YES. I never look at the key board usually. XD)

4) And now... With your foot!

Hell, no.

5) How nice! So, you like to write? What do you enjoy about writing most?

Those Confessions of ‘I Love you’, Or ‘I really Care for you’ Moments between Guys and Girls, Action, (Ghostly Fights! Yeah WOO!), Annndddd- Lemon-limes. And Short Little Fan-fics.

6) Ooh, I see! What inspired you to write first?

…. Roleplaying. And other books.
My book is Inspired by Danny Phantom, and Random Role-plays that developed my main character’s attitude and incite on life.


7) What do you have the most difficulties in writing about> (i.e. descriptions, animals, etc.)

Romance, Non-cheesy Fluff, and Gore. (It comes on more as Horror than Gore. More than mildly as well. More or less.)

8) Yeah, writing ain't easy. Why don't we give it a little practice? Try describing one of the things you see around you now.

The thin Purple seventy-page notebook laid stiffly on the blue butterfly prints of the bed sheets. Abandoned, quite, and filled to the brim with words of enlightenment. It laid there waiting for another to pick it up, and turn through the words of it’s hand-written-self. It wanted to pour the knowledge within itself into another, teaching and healing, And helping. It had no name to speak of. It was merely-Notebook. It had Patterns of strange detail, words than no one had ever read, nor could be tied to any known language; It had Figures, Explanations with Detail, Oh how it wanted to sing to another, like a siren longing for men to cross her shores. It wanted to be read, Once again by his owner. And then… Maybe-Another….
Yes. Another…





9) Any personal tips you can give to others?

Do not write Yuri unless you want your eyes burned out.

10) I have one little request... write about me in your style! It doesn't matter whether or not you think of me as a purple a lavender squibbledegook, this is practice. ^^

-hums-

The Odd-looking Person Hobbled down the road, writing on paper as she went. I passed by her at once, and knew her as an internet Meme writer. She had twelve questions laid out on that paper, questioning herself with it as well. And I suddenly had to stop her, and asked to fill one out myself… She was happy ot comply, and handed one over... And She Hobbled on... As I started Question One.



11) Any Comments you'd like to say before this meme ends?

Yes. I… Like Snapple. Ah, Yes. Yes, I doooo.

12)Finally, you're done! Now tag as many people as you like!!!

-pokes lexi- Heheh. Tagithed.