They said to me they need two paragraph on myself playing LoL, and two paragraph on my favorite character. I'll let you decide which ones are on which ones - but it will probably answer both. You're probably more clever than I am anyway.
In small rooms stinking alcohol, back in time, back in france - I never left anyway, never left france and never left this time - in small rooms stinking alcohol, I was surfing on some high ethanoholic blue screens... Little characters, little characters... Honey, go to bed - little girl, little girl is so alone - why don't you put some yuri avatar and go to bed already ? It's late in the night... Little girl is bored - four o'clock in the afternoon and I didn't feel like much - said to myself, where are you golden boy ?... Yeah, where is this famous golden touch.
Installing a new game, go to work, maybe it will end up working tonight... Tomorrow morning... Small room, small room with a small bath, with small windows and a awesome, awesome lot of sun. Aaaah... Too much Sun, I guess that's why. I guess that's why these shadows are dancing, dancing all day on the wall. Shadows, shadows and alcohol are for the little girls like me. I guess my life was some kind of long running masquarade - if it wasn't for my survival instinct, I guess I would have set everything on fire. My bear would have loved that, maybe - I don't know, I don't see him much anymore.
Anyway, troll blood is troll blood. One do what one can. I'm hungry for non-protocolary food - food that stinks of alcohol, yeah, high degree I am, beer is for sissies - who was this man, drinking Bombay Sapphire with me, betting a rose on a poker face ? Not that I regret it, but still... Sometimes, when the night is low... I'm hungry for strangers food - the one you only find in yourself - you see, it's only when I run in the jungle that I feel it, that I feel all the years closed, all the gap closed between this little girl and me...
Nowhere, the jungle, the war - my father leaving, leaving, so strong and strange, leaving in the jungle... I was never that good with men anyway. I kill them quick, I love them half - I'm clueless and lonely. Isn't that strange ? Shadows, shadows dancing on the walls. I'm lurking, lurking inside.
I'm the lurker inside.