[JINX IS MISSING. DEVOTED THEIR SOUL TO A "HOBBY" WHICH NOW SUCKED AWAY ANY SEMBLANCE OF FREE TIME AND DRIVE TO DO ANYTHING ELSE EXCEPT SAID HOBBY. GONE UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]
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-Welcome, mortal. I see you have made the rather foolish decision of entering this realm. Feel free to wander, although I must warn you of what's to come. 

Jinx was your classic case of gifted burnt-out golden child. Straight A's, straightforward, and definitely not straight. They liked anime, art, punk & metal music, and girls. Jinx was an avid reader and a fairly new writer, fueled by their very persuasive friends and their enthusiasm to finally decide on posting their story. 
Unfortunately, I use "was" to describe them. Why? Well, if you must know, they have recently been abducted by Writing Aliens and their soul has vanished alongside their ability to build sentences. Kindly send your condolences to their two dozen story ideas, cursed to never see the light of day, forsaken by the Writing Gods as their own inconsistency looms above them like their endless existential crisis. 
Jinx claims they'll finish the story soon, but will they really? I doubt the evil overlord Inconsistency will let them, forever sending Repetitive Sentence Structure and Self-Doubt to prevent them from finishing. Do not fear me, as I am not in any way affiliated with this evil. I am simply the bringer of news, the Messenger. Jinx and their writing skills should be back soon. I hope.