I attend a Christian University in California and I do many extracurricular activities involving that school. I do not quite feel comfortable giving out any of my actual identity so most of this will remain anonymous.
Fantasy interests include pretty much anything with magic/elves/dwarves/orcs/ect.
Sci-Fi is tricky, I do love star wars and X-men, and I do like 'end of the world' kind of sci-fi as well.
But yea I guess I can use a sample post since i'm not sure what else to write...

The wind kicked up slightly moving the brown and yellow leaves across the ground landing before a pair of dark brown leather shoes. Though the man paid no mind to the wind or the leaves but continued to stand there waiting... as if expecting something to occur. Suddenly a large amount of wind roared in and began to swirl about the spot he was standing. The leaves whipped around rotating around the figure swiftly. However the man himself did not move, nor did even his deep brown trenchcoat suffer any movement or motion at all. It was as if he was a statue immovable to the might of the wind. Finally the wind died down as if tired from the effort to move him. Not a hair was even out of place on the man. The man, who had been still, finally moved his shoulders slightly as if releasing the tension built up there and looked down at the cracked gold watch on his wrist, seeing a slight reflection of blue eyes and dirty blonde hair.
"Almost noon..."
He whispered. And putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks he began to walk forward. and the only strange thing about his movement was that in his wake... it seemed as if the wind itself had either died... or began to move with him.