User:Dabtowner

Hullo! I'm Dabtowner, an administrator and avid (or only) writer of insect pages. I've done quite a few pages, but these are the ones I'm most proud of:


 * Super Smash Bros. Brawl One of my first pages.
 * Flower A useful page that was missing 'til I came along.
 * Hide-and-Seek Another one of these useless pages that no-one visits. Oh well, I liked doing it!
 * Winter Quite a well done page, if I do say so myself.
 * Aurora (Natural Phenomenon) I love writing pages like this- they are generally useless but I learn a lot about the subject involved!
 * Weather So much writing, such little aknowledgement!
 * Painting I really ought to get a chart for this one.
 * Snowman Series What a great picture, if I do say so myself.
 * Mario Series Currently under construction- waiting for the full set.
 * Fishybuggy HQ I gathered this happy bunch together, and got them working.

My City Folk Villagers
The villagers of Aravayle, my utterly wonderful town, are an eclectic bunch. This does not mean that I like them, though!
 * Chrissy, whom I cannot stand.
 * Mac, who, when ill, I 'forgot' about.
 * Chester, who unfortunately moved into the cursed spot of evil villagers.
 * Friga, whose house is AWFUL (Who likes bathmats and cabin tables?).
 * Kiki, who is nice but infuriatingly dull.
 * Jeremiah, who accidently had a party popper set off in his face during the New Year's Celebrations.
 * Roscoe, Who still hasn't forgiven me for not getting that carp. Nor will he ever.
 * Gabi, who is utterly great.
 * Fang, who, by moving in, has turned the south-west of my town into a housing estate. With me in the middle.
 * Pekoe, who is a bit short.

Other Stuff About My Town
Aravayle has has three 'perfect environment' days now; one freak accident in January and a straight set of fifteen days! This means that I have the golden can. At last, I am truly happy.

My house now has a basement with a modern Japanese theme, my ground floor is an exotic jungle, and my upper floor is a cosy baroque study, with a full set of lullaboids and the strums of the rhapsodaic K.K. Étude being harpsichorded away in the background. Oh dear, I got carried away again...

Currently I've been freaking out over grass deterioration: I now have strict paths that I have to follow. Failure to comply results in unhappiness, not to mention awful-looking scraps of grass.

The emotions I 'own' are Laughter, Shock, Disappointment and the clappy one. Well, I can't remember everything! I wonder what this says about me... I think I just like the noises they make. Clapp clapp whaka ahaka ahaka ahaka barrrump *piano dropping*.