A crafter of tone, a portrayer of words, a drudge of diction, a bender of dialect. The light that has not reached the end of a tunnel no longer shines strongly on the souls of the dreary and defeated. No, a tunnel full of thesauruses-sized words crumbles under the weight of some ... some... some... Damn I give up.

journal.print(Hello World!);

Greetings, for I am Ben. I noticed in my two years at being Deviantart as a fully-fledged nothing that many people seem to have curious items that look rather exquisite and delectable when clicked. I felt rather ashamed that my little tiny space in this expansive world had none of these. Realizing the depth of this problem, I set myself on a journey to procure a solution to my less than suitable home.

First, I diligently researched the popular solution to most of the residents of Deviantart. To my horror, I realized that Deviantart was a big underground slave trade. People use dominating black and white lines to enclose and torture various colors. The black lines slowly encircle the colors as they herd them to various locations unbeknownst to them. And then they are forced to expose themselves to others indecently to others as they view them from there displays at their house.

But the more terrible than the black lines, are the dreaded "white space". Hated by everyone, especially the masters of these various slave expositions, these free agents appear in between both black and colors; they spread their malicious disease to surrounding organisms causing chaos amongst the ranks of the evil organization.

Knowing in my pure heart that I would, no!, could not lower myself to their status, I took up pen and paper, teaming up with good-willed black and white inks to combat the Deviantart slave trade that infects our world.

Alright, for realzies now.

I am still Ben. I am a writer if you didn't perceive that from my rather obscure story. I am more of a short story kind of character since i tend not to have the patience to write anything longer, though i do wish to write a book in the future. I tend to work in the Fantasy/Sci-Fi or high action sorts of books, but i have been dreaming of working with some realistic fiction someday.

My best ideas come between 11:00 pm - 3 am, where creatives thoughts fly and grAmMar sanks fastivitly! I hate editing, but i will if required. I'm a lazy bum. Just fyi

So yeah...

FMLIA (F my life is average),

Ben


P.S. I hope no one finds this racist. I'm sorry if you do. But its not, so don't worry.