Nameless ; M will suffice if you must speak of me. 22; wasian; femme (or something else depending on the time, date, location, etc.); cyberangel.

I am an odd amalgamation of everyone I have ever met and I am a fake fan of everything I have ever liked. I read, I occasionally indulge in TV shows, and I do not watch movies. I am a chronic recluse who hates everything social until forced otherwise.

I most broadly describe myself as an abolitionist. I am intolerant of transmisogyny, I am anti-psychiatry, and I support Black liberation, Indigenous sovereignty, and the freedom of all occupied peoples. I block at my own discretion.

INFP mel-phleg 1w9 altho this changes depending on the transient emotional state of the self; ♌︎ + ♋︎ + ♍︎; Justice Arcana; Medic class/Support; Ignihyde. Yes this is all complete nonsense and I hope you base at least half your perception of me on these.

I enjoy biochemistry and am currently a comparative literature student. Some other topics and things I like include:

• Haunted houses a la Shirley Jackson, ANATOMY by Kitty Horrorshow, and Carmen Machado's In the Dream House
• Neuroscience and pathology
• Various visual kei groups, particularly DIR EN GREY, sukekiyo, BUCK-TICK, the GazettE, + (broadly speaking) all of Kamijo's projects
• Stories/storytelling
  • The time loop examined as grief
  • Video games as narrative
  • Contemporary works, though I am mostly interested in nonfiction and poetics and all experimental text that blends the two
• Gaming, particularly visual novels with extensive interactive elements and RPGs wi...

Now while I have your attention, please play my games.

Note: I cannot in good conscience recommend Persona 5 to anyone but in the event that you have already played it, I would love to ramble until either I pass out or you stake me through the heart. You may stake me after I pass out as well.

I clear out my followers list on a semi-frequent basis. This is not personal unless it is, and I have no ill will toward anyone unless I do. Most if not all of what I do is a joke and buried under multiple layers of irony. Shoes off at the door.