Member Profile: ManicViolinist
Name: ManicViolinist
Alias: Alice
Status: Author
Join Date: 04/18/10
Last Logged In: 08/08/11
Skin: Autumn_Red

My name is \'Alice\' and I am a singer/guitarist/violinist and will occasionally use your head as a drum. I do not write much fan fiction and anything I write is for myself.

\"Walked into the fire
Smiled at the pain
Then when I had healed myself
I ran out in the rain
Thought that I was crazy
Thought that I was strange
Now I know Im normal
Funny how things change
Now I know Im human\"
-Emilie Autumn

I will not share much for I like my work to show all I feel and have. But if you are fond of long stories full of pain, then contact me someway.






This is all I want for Christmas....

Sweet: Oatmeal Creme Cakes
Watching: FullMetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Soul Eater
Reading (Manga): Fullmetal Alchemist
Reading (Book): Hamlet
Buying (Anime): none
Buying (Manga): none
Playing: Fullmetal Alchemist2:Curse of the Crimson Elixir, American McGee\'s Alice
Character Obsession: Soul Eater Evans, Edward Elric
Song: All of Emilie Autumn, Resonance by T.M. Revolution
Plot Bunny: .... I dont have any I guess
Random Obsession: Tea Cups!
Inspiration: All the little random bits of stuff inside my brain

Alice is:
A rat
Little on the short side
In love with her violin
Crazy mad
Everybodies girl

\"By the clicking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes\"

Free Verse

Rated: 13+ | Warnings: Angst, Suicide
Main Characters: Other
Genres: Angst | Story Types: Drabble
Length: 1 chapter(s) / 90 words | Complete: Yes

Summary: A little poem i wrote while my ex was ignoring me for three weeks.
Published: 05/23/10 | Updated: 05/30/10
Musicians & Musical Groups

Rated: 17+ | Warnings: Angst, Blood, Guts, & Gore, Death, Drug References, Explicit Material, Graphic Violence, Mature Content, Sexual dialogue, Strong Language, Suicide
Main Characters: Other
Genres: Angst, Death, Drama, Friendship, Horror, Humor, Psychological, Tragedy | Story Types: Novella, Other, Real Person
Length: 4 chapter(s) / 1790 words | Complete: No

Summary: I will tell you everything of those three years that keep coming back. Everything I remember. Everything I thought. Everything I did. Everything I write my music for. The inspiration that which is also the bane of my existance. My small existance.

A true story of the past three years of my life.
Published: 05/09/10 | Updated: 07/16/10