My style is on fire baby! No really, I literally have flames leaping off my body. I'm like my own light show. I also have this smokin' yin-yang symbol tattooed on my back and of course I never go anywhere without my headphones 'cause you never know when a beat will blaze up.
I've got a bad temper. It's not something I'm proud of but every once in a while it flares up and I have to spend a lot of time apologizing for it. I also have a hard time remembering some things.
Hot wings. I like 'em hot enough to make a dragon cry.
Having to listen to boring music. Seriously, if music can't transform you it ain't nothing but static.
Creating new monster music mixes. I love it when my tunes come alive and I can get all the monsters in the house out on the dance floor.
Music theory. Hey, I didn't get good at this by being lucky. I study and practice my flames off to be the best.
Anything without a beat.
Crossfade™, a chameleon. He's the best pet ever 'cause change never bothers him and he totally digs my music.