LAYER ONE:
Name: well, based on who you are, I'm either Kenneth, Lord/ Daimyo Vanish (-sama or -san, based, again, on who you are), or the Shadow Striker. It all depends.
Birthplace: Strangely enough, in Hong Kong, I believe
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Brown... er, I think...
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5'...6? Gads, my memory fails me again...
Righty or Lefty: Right.
Zodiac Sign: European: Scorpio (well, ho hum...)
Chinese: Dragon (heck yeah...)

LAYER TWO:
Your heritage: All Chinese, if I remember right... Maybe a bit of Dragon blood somewhere down...
The shoes you wore today: Black boots... just like almost every day...
Your fears: Failure... Would you believe, boredom?
Your perfect meal: Hmmm... you know those Old Country Buffet places which the Philippines happens to NEVER have? Well, a meal in one of those would be pretty close... Of course, it'll all probably depend on who's with me.
Goal you'd like to achieve: ... What else? WORLD DOMINATION! Heh... Of course, for lack of the chance to do that... I guess I'd be happy to ... erm... ah, yes. I'd want to one day be able to know for sure that I'm happy. ANd that will be all.

LAYER THREE:
Your thoughts first waking up: Someone please tell me it's a weekend...
Your best physical feature:erm... Evil, evil eyes.... Feel the eeeeeevil.....
Your bedtime: anything from 10:00 to not sleeping at all...
Your most missed memory: I don't know... I think I'm trying to write something about it right now... maybe it'll come out as a deviation, or soemthing. BUt then, even when I write that I'm not sure what memory I'm writing about...

LAYER FOUR:
Pepsi or Coke: Both... made into a float! WIth Ice Cream!
McDonald's or Burger King: I want Carl's Junior!
Single or group dates: Erm... ask me when I do? Which is... erm... never? Maybe?
Adidas or Nike: Just Bass and Saucony for me, sorry...
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: but I don't really like Iced Tea... how about Nestea ICED COFFEE?
Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla.
Cappuccino or coffee: Mix them all together, add caramel, chill, add whipped cream... then more caramel. Advanced Caramel Frap.

LAYER FIVE:
Smoke: No.
Cuss: too much.
Sing: wish I could...
Take a shower: Every single damned day on this dirty, stained earth...
Have a crush: No.
Do you think you've been in love: Without a heart, you can't fall in love.
Want to go to college?: I guess. Dont know where, but I guess.
Liked high school?: ... I hate it, I tolerate it, I love it... no, well, I'm exaggerating a little on the last bit. But there.
Want to get married: Exceedinglut unlikely that I'll find anyone at all, though... So I'll just stay Stray...
Get motion sickness: no, thankfully...
Get along with your parent(s): Yeah, I guess.
Like thunderstorms?: PErfectly...Dark, stormy days and nights...
Play an instrument: Drums

LAYER SIX:
In the past month...
Drank alcohol: No. never did, really.
Smoked: ditto
Done a drug: ditto
Had Sex: ditto
Made Out: ditto
Gone on a date: ditto
Gone to the mall?: Yeah.
Eaten sushi: You kidding? Can't live a month without it!
Been on stage: Naw.
Been dumped: Ditto
Made homemade cookies: Naw.
Gone skinny dipping: Naw
Dyed your hair: Now why would I want to do that? Black is good already... any other color makes me more visible...
Stolen anything: Souls... just some souls... Well, come to think of it, not really.

LAYER NINE:
In a girl...
Best eye color?: look down a few lines...
Best hair color?: lower....
Short or long hair?: lower....
Height: lower....
Best weight: lower....
Best articles of clothing: Just one more line now...
There. As an answer to all those question, I suppose I'll know beauty when I see it.

LAYER TEN:
Number of drugs taken illegally: none... THere are no laws against Procrastination, you know. So I'm clean... legally, anyways.
Number of piercings:None.
Number of tattoos: none.
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: Once... I think... In the *kiddie* section. A bit of a riot, isn't it?
Number of scars on my body: THis'll atke me a while... at least ten or so. Probably more. One of the larges ones are on my forehead... go figure.
Number of things in my past that I regret: 1 thing. It's called my past. Hahahahhahaaaaaa