Yeah about that……..

NOBODY TELLS US TO CALM DOWN!!! (Even though I wasn’t part of this and I’ve never seen Hamilton XD)

I have this character in my book called the Shadow King. And he's really cool. But since I'm not a crazy, evil, centuries-old being, I changed it to Shadow Queen.

And I’m never gonna stop until I make ‘em
Drop and burn ‘em up and scatter their remains,

I'm Lafayette! I got to France for more funds…
I come back with more guns.

And ships, and so the balence shifts, we'll rendevous with Roucambou consolidate their gifts.

We can end this war in Yorktown, cut them off at sea BUT

My username is what I am

THERE IS ONLY SOMEONE ELSSE WE NEED AND I DUNNO THE LYRICS

I came up with it on the fly. Fantasy is my favorite genre and when I was little I made up my first stories. They were about fairies.

I KNOW! Hamilton, Sir he knows what to do in the trench, he's ingenuitive, and fluent in French, I mean

HAMILTON
Sir you're gonna have to use him eventually, what's he gonna do on the bench I mean

My name is simply a pseudonym of mine + books! The pseudonym actually has kind of a funny story behind it though… I was with a group of my friends and we were all at my house and decided to walk to my neighborhood park. So we got there, and I see some kids that I used to go to school with. Now, I'm incredibly quiet and introverted and I would hate to have to make awkward interaction with the kids I haven't spoken to in forever. So I told my friends, "quick! Call me Flora so they don't recognize me!" It was a random name I came up with on the spot but I like it and now "Flora" is my alter-ego so I decided to use it as a pen name too!

I came up with my name when I was sick with chicken pox.
Purple: Is my absolute favorite color
Party: I have no idea where this one comes from
Tiger: I love tigers
<3
I've also used Jade (because I like the sound),and PurpleIndianTiger (Indian because I am utterly fascinated by American-Indians)

I got my user by liking the song Air Catcher by twenty one pilots. My main user on basically everything else is Air something lol. The numbers really dont mean anything. I think on one website it told me that i needed to change it to something else so it gave me those recommendation things. Air8155 was one so i randomly chose it :)

Virtual Riot - Still Kids
I stole my username from a line in the song. :3

XD

Well, to be honest, my name comes from the deep descents of South America.

See, I grew up in Puerto Rico- my parents are devout missionaries, and had to suffer to consequences of my environment. For example, I am deaf in my left ear- stood to close to a fire cracker as a child. Every Thanksgiving, we would consume very normal Thanksgiving things; Jams, Jellies, Cranberries, Yams, Corn Cakes, Green Bean casserole, mashed potatoes- but instead of eating a Turkey, like normal families, my parents insisted upon the consumption of seaweed. I'm not exactly sure why we did this, but we did, and in the end- I grew up thinking it to be normal. When I turned 18, I returned to the United States to pursue Computer Programming, and went to my grandparents' home for thanksgiving one year. And the most absurd thing happened; they served stuffed turkey… instead of seaweed. I was absolutely horrified, but soon learned that turkey was exceptionally better than seaweed. But this normality dislodged something deep inside. So I ran away.

I then moved to South America, and took refuge in the rainy forests. It wasn't long before I came upon a small tribe of pygmys- called the Khalatree tribe.

Now, their language is as obscure as obtuse tendonitis. And their culture is even more so odd. See, they often rub the clay and dirt on themselves to protect against mosquitoes and the 'Chaanta' gods. The clay only works when a special purple dye is added to the clay- which can only be found in the roots of a fairly invasive Egyptian Rhubarb.

The tribe took me in, and rubbed this dye-clay mixture on my face, and fortunately did not harvest my organs like the fairly popular 'Tingua' tribe, south of such. I spent an entire evening with them, and discovered that when they removed the clay from their bodies, they were stained completely eggplant. I found it rather amusing. And to repay them for their hospitality, I gave them all of my bug spray (I had several years worth) In little under a month, I returned to North America.

This time, I moved to Iowa- whereupon I became a podiatrist, and avid beekeeper. I lived alone, and unmarried- though love never once slipped from my mind. It was many years after that experience, where I received a knock on my door; when I opened it, it was an entire tribe of barely-clad pygmys. I was distraut, but instantly recognized my purple-skinned friends; I invited them in almost instantly, and soon discovered they had acquired a vague understanding of English.

The tribe explained that after I left them the bug spray, many of their members survived year after year, without developing malaria. And when they ran out, their tribe was decimated. So, they came to North America in a desparate search of bug spray- where they recognized my name in a local ad.

I ended up giving them an apple pie.

All of that was made up. This was literally the first thing that came to my mind, so I used it.

Wow
I applaud that kind of petty commitment

Okay well…

I changed my username (on a different website I use 24/7) a couple of times for settling it on this one because I love Marvel, I love Tmnt and I'm a girl. Before that, I had a really crazy name, like.. GH-325_girl or something? And that was a reference to Agents of Shield. And before THAT my username was Gypsygirl because… I was copying my mom because I couldn't come up with an original idea.
So, there ya have it.

Well, to be honest, my name comes from the deep descents of South America.

See, I grew up in Puerto Rico- my parents are devout missionaries, and had to suffer to consequences of my environment. For example, I am deaf in my left ear- stood to close to a fire cracker as a child. Every Thanksgiving, we would consume very normal Thanksgiving things; Jams, Jellies, Cranberries, Yams, Corn Cakes, Green Bean casserole, mashed potatoes- but instead of eating a Turkey, like normal families, my parents insisted upon the consumption of seaweed. I'm not exactly sure why we did this, but we did, and in the end- I grew up thinking it to be normal. When I turned 18, I returned to the United States to pursue Computer Programming, and went to my grandparents' home for thanksgiving one year. And the most absurd thing happened; they served stuffed turkey… instead of seaweed. I was absolutely horrified, but soon learned that turkey was exceptionally better than seaweed. But this normality dislodged something deep inside. So I ran away.

I then moved to South America, and took refuge in the rainy forests. It wasn't long before I came upon a small tribe of pygmys- called the Khalatree tribe.

Now, their language is as obscure as obtuse tendonitis. And their culture is even more so odd. See, they often rub the clay and dirt on themselves to protect against mosquitoes and the 'Chaanta' gods. The clay only works when a special purple dye is added to the clay- which can only be found in the roots of a fairly invasive Egyptian Rhubarb.

The tribe took me in, and rubbed this dye-clay mixture on my face, and fortunately did not harvest my organs like the fairly popular 'Tingua' tribe, south of such. I spent an entire evening with them, and discovered that when they removed the clay from their bodies, they were stained completely eggplant. I found it rather amusing. And to repay them for their hospitality, I gave them all of my bug spray (I had several years worth) In little under a month, I returned to North America.

This time, I moved to Iowa- whereupon I became a podiatrist, and avid beekeeper. I lived alone, and unmarried- though love never once slipped from my mind. It was many years after that experience, where I received a knock on my door; when I opened it, it was an entire tribe of barely-clad pygmys. I was distraut, but instantly recognized my purple-skinned friends; I invited them in almost instantly, and soon discovered they had acquired a vague understanding of English.

The tribe explained that after I left them the bug spray, many of their members survived year after year, without developing malaria. And when they ran out, their tribe was decimated. So, they came to North America in a desparate search of bug spray- where they recognized my name in a local ad.

I ended up giving them an apple pie.

All of that was made up. This was literally the first thing that came to my mind, so I used it.

Holy cow dude, that is AMAZING! Even if you did make it up, it is an awesome story.

I'll drink to that :D slurps from coffee cup that does not hold coffee

Okay well…

I changed my username (on a different website I use 24/7) a couple of times for settling it on this one because I love Marvel, I love Tmnt and I'm a girl. Before that, I had a really crazy name, like.. GH-325_girl or something? And that was a reference to Agents of Shield. And before THAT my username was Gypsygirl because… I was copying my mom because I couldn't come up with an original idea.
So, there ya have it.

Aww yasss AOS I applaud you

Mine speaks for itself; I am still confused

WHICH PATH??

sobs

There there kiddo

Phobe: My P.E teacher from year 6 misspronounced my name as phobe (poh-bee) and that has been my nickname ever since
Ninja: Ninjas are cool