


Oh me? I am your worst nightmare… No, my name is Naigini its pronounced Nuh-gi-ni please remember it. My friends call Nai, or they would if I had any friends.

Well that is a strange question but I hail from Scotland if you must know, but now I live in New England.

Are you asking me what my personality is like? It would help if you weren’t so vague. Um, well I think I’m pretty nice, but I don’t really like to speak to people that much, but you’re floating above me and also you’re just a disembodied voice so I can’t real avoid you. I’m moderately patient, and I think you would be able to come to me for advice. I think I’m kind of humble I guess, I mean I’m trying to be as truthful as I can.

Hold on I’ll find you a photo…

It’s very old because I haven’t taken a picture of myself since I discovered I couldn’t take pictures of myself because every time I try my camera starts expelling noxious gas.

And here’s a picture Merry drew of me. It’s pretty accurate. Yes I am blind if you couldn't tell so I supose you are wondering
how can you read? well here’s the answer, I have no idea.

Deep in the woods in the middle of the night one of the staff members went out to feed the beast they call "The Chat" but on their way back they head a soft noise, a crying. By instict of course when one hears crying they are drawn to the sound but people learn to be wary when adventuring in the woods so they aproached the noise causiously and found a infant bean sleeping in the undergrowth they carefully removed her from the vines that entangled her and brought her back to the fanclub people didn't know what to do they merely shrugged except a girl named Merry who volenteered to take care of the bean they told her this wasnt "4-H Club" but she insisted so they finally gave in and let Merry take care of her they were suprised by how well a job she did so they let her "foster mother" the child Merry named the bean "Naigini" which in her long dead mother language that barely anyone knows about means "Gift of the wood" when Naigini opened her eyes only a pearly blue could be seen seeing nothing but knowing all they looked like old eyes like eyes of an old woman but older centuries of knowledge contained those little spheres darting around in their sockets taking in nothing and seeing nothing.

Read, I read. That sounds stupid. "You can't read, you're blind!" You'll say, well I can. How? Well I don't really know. It's like the books talk to me. That probably sounds weird but its true… I don't know. Maybe you should forget I said that. For your own safety. Don't tell anyone. Anyone.

I also like to listen to music, and
Welcome to Night Vale<3.

Ehe, I thought you'd never ask! I run a radio station! Isn't that awesome? I wanna be just like Cecil<3. It's called
Blue Raine, And I get to talk about my life and other stuff, and yeah, it's cool.

Okay, you artists probably scoff when you read one of these, so grab your bucket, here I go. If I won Naigini I would A: flip out, grab my friends from the JBDFC and scream “I WON!!! I WON!!!" Then proceed to run around/dance. I would be screaming and my family would think I'd gone insane or something, and B: Take REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY good care of her and role play her and make her art like, all the time and love her forever 99.9% of my internet existence would be role-playing and making art of her and that is a promise a promise I intend to keep. You probably won’t consider my form you won't think twice about it and move on to some other form that is way better than mine and I accept this that is why I am writing this, but at least thank you for reading my whole form through I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed making it<3.

