A new kind of subhuman.. -- SoulCorrosive
1. What do you do? (Hobbies, job)
I'm a projectionist and free-lance writer. I <3 photography and really interesting/beautiful people.
2. Where are you from?
Well..some people call it Texas, -looks around- o.O
I'm not so sure..
3. Who is your favorite author?
Crap. That's a hard one. Tim Powers, I'm starting to like Chekovsky. It changes every other week.
4. What are your favorite films?
I am madly in love with surreal films: Stay, Donnie Darko, The Machinist, Vanilla Sky,He Was A Quiet Man, Fight Club
5. What music do you want played at your wedding?
Um, she can choose the wedding if I get to choose the funeral.
6. At your funeral?
Deftones maybe. Possibly something original from Infidel Incorporated.
7. This IS a gothic website, so... how do you want to die?
I'm a hopeless romantic. I want to be with the love of my life and get squashed my a crashing plane.
8. What kind of casket would you want?
Steel reinforced with a kilo of C4 on the outside in case I need to blast my way out of the grave.
9. What's your FAVORITE outfit?
Umm...these really nice jeans, maybe a shirt with NIN, some sneakers or tennis shoes and my black jacket.
10. What's one thing you miss about being a little kid?
The vibes I got from everything, I was such a wee sensitive kid.
11. What's your favorite band?
Crap. This is a loong list. I'll go with deftones, and hunter by 30 seconds to mars.
12. What kind of education do you have? What is/was/will be your major?
Erm..finishing up high school. In college: either English, Fine Art, Music Theory or Electrical Engineering.
13. Why did you join?
Well...there was the fat guy that loves dr. pepper...and the really kool/hot chick (Anti-Mindvirus). But I'd say cuz no one in this lil town really digs the style I'm into.
14. If the first 13 questions didn't give it away. What is your gender? I prefer the term: m..mm...male.
15. What do you want to be when you grow up?
A Suicide Girl..^.^
Last edited by SoulCorrosive; 03-25-2008 at 03:48 PM.
Reason: That drumroll...I didn't like the way it was staring at me.
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