Summarize 10 of your fandoms in one sentence, then see who on your friends list can guess each fandom.

01. ---you, stop multiplying! Who taught you math?!

02. I'm a british bisexual 40+ year old chainsmoking magician who spent the better part of my life in a mental institution after a mishap with my punk rock band, I love BDSM and I'm a total power bottom so beat on me bb. Sometimes I invite my FBI friends over for threesomes, other times I am doing a bunch of save the world shit but let it be known that I never pay for cab rides. [FUCK ONE SENENCE I DO WHAT  I WANT]

03. I'm going to fuck you up with my CELL PHONE bitch take that, I'll kill you all and become the next god of cellphoneland after I kill my girlfriend who is actually a homicidal maniac impersonator cute japanese high school girl.

04. "My name is [      ]---"
"Hi, [       ]"
"---And I was raped by a crazy latina in spandex on top of a roof after a shoot up traumatized me and ruined my entire moral code"

05. I operate complex weaponry while intoxicated, my ideal girl is a set of blond triplets who work at a yoga studio, I have more money than common sense sometimes. I'm a snappy dresser with a conscious who wants to fix this mess; and when shit gets real, my game plan is to ERASE MY BRAIN.

06. Sit in your FAVORITE RED VELVET CHAIR. YOUR LIFE'S WORK IS CRAP. I'M MELODRAMATIC AND AN UNRELIABLE NARRAITOR. Oh fuck it now you've done it, I'm weeping; WEEPING I SAY.

07. I have a mancrush. I'm a smart, witty, and likeable kind of guy; so why do I get kicked out of hotels so often?

08. I'm a failure marksman who collects war memorabilia, I live in a castle on an island with my *~**~*~*VERY OWN PRISON~*~*~*~*~*, and sometimes I crossdress because of crippling mental health issues, fear of abandonment, etc.

09. I'm an exorcist in a world where my enemies cant dress themselves, they look like a throwback 90's boyband with that one sleeve crop-top. Show some class, man.

10.Oh, shit son---so I went through a time look and now I'm in england being chased by a ghost with a sledge hammer! But that's old news, what REALLY makes me go into crippling panic attacks is----classical music.