Alethe Ia

	*Alethia is... 

Quite possibly the most mind bogglingly intelligent and eloquent being I have ever had the immense pleasure of knowing. Incurably wittistic[0], with a most excellent and delightful sense of humour. A credit to Xeetronia. As amazingly talented an artist as she is a writer (which, as you well know if you've read anything she has written, is saying quite a lot!) Marvelous. Compassionate and kind, honorable and true, spiffy, splendid, superlative, and yes, even supercalifragilistic-expialidocious. Already too powerful, and cannot be stopped... muhahahaha! -the sentient marsupial

Incredibly cool, verbose in verbiage, groking the english language totally. She gives the word 'EntomoPhage' it's good name. Go 'Tia!.

Alethia has the widest and most amusing vocabulary I have heard in a person. And let's not forget Ming Tor, future ruler of the galaxy. Fuzzhead

She has a bunch of absolutely SUPER rad websites. I've never really met her or even talked to her, but I'm rather platonically in love already. She's cute as a button, obviously intelligent and hilarious, opinionated, and totally fascinating. I could read about her forever and ever. She's also a super talented artist. I'm blown away. I really find myself drawn to people who fall outside a "genre" or "stereotype"... the truth is, after awhile I usually find that everyone does... but Alethia really is unclassifiable, one of those brillant gems of humanity that no one can pin down or box in at all. She seems very much herself, and that is a complicated and wonderful thing. I very much hope I will make her acquantince sooner rather than later. (~summer)

An incredibly intriging entity, someone I'm not sure is quite human but at the same time very human. Determined, full of character, has a unique kind of wit and humor, full of immature maturity... and she eats bugs! I haven't talked to her for a long time and next time she comes online I should make up for that. -wanderlust

Gadzooks, Tia, I don't know what to say. (The folks up there used, like, half the flattery I had in mind....) It seems you grok the art/math poetry/geometry humor/truth equations with a fullness that we mundane epsilons can't touch even when we stand on tiptoes and make little hops. One day we must collaborate, yes? There are a lot of things out there in the Big Bad World that need you to fix them, and I'm going to be checking in every now and again to see what you're doing with 'em. I'd wish you luck in your many and various splufty enterprises of which I have long since lost track but you don't need it.

[0] The condition which causes witticisms