Subject: Thanks for the SPaGhetti!
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Posted on: 2016-03-17 07:48:00 UTC
We'll see where this goes - I'm not, uh, completely sure yet what'll happen. So far it's just been word-barf haha.
Glad to see there's at least some good reaction! Means it wasn't exactly a total flop.
Oml. I've been so on/off PPC I can't even remember half the original series (but hey! makes for good re-reading.)
Anyway, I'm gonna try and make a resolution to myself - I need to write more often, and I'm too lazy to even try without a significant amount of pressure, so I'm going to re-join here and at least try to be active.
I also may have started a lil plotbunny I found under my bed, and I wanted to share the totally un-beta'd, mostly not re-read start, just for kicks. Opinions and concrit are totally appreciated:
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“Do you have any last words?” Agent Ceka repeated the words with the quick, distant tone that signified how many times she had said them. They were quite overused, she thought. Maybe she’d change them up next mission.
The ‘Sue standing in front of her shook her head briefly, but reached into her pocket with shaking hands. Ceka stepped forward, ready to slap any weapon out of the girl’s hand. However, she came up with a small, black tablet which looked like it had taken a beating. Letting out a sigh, the girl handed it to Ceka, who stared at it with something akin to malice.
“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not bombed or anything. Just, after you kill me, read it. Please.” The girl smiled sadly. “Promise me.”
Taken aback by the cliché-ness, Ceka nodded. “Um, sure?”
“Thanks.”
The ‘Sue submitted willingly to being pushed through a portal into an uninhabited planet’s atmosphere. Ceka immediately portalled back to HQ and plopped down on the floor near her TARDIS’s console. She flipped the tablet open, onto a notes page called ‘Journal’. Curious, Ceka clicked on entry number one.
Journal Entry #1
April 9th
The first time I took a breath, people were already shunning me. At the first sight of me, people turned and hid their faces, murmuring prayers for the poor family that now had to take care of me.
Why? Because of my hair color. I understand them, I truly do. If I had been normal, I would have condoned this treatment, ignored others like me.
I am an ordinary brunette. However, it’s the one streak of pink that defines me. It is my curse, the curse of the Mary Sues. The people who are defined in every way by the actions of the people who first traveled into books.
My name is Alyna Chase, and I am destined for fandoms: my doom, my despair. I shall be transported into the main character’s path, become something ordinary people detest, and eventually be discovered and subsequently killed by a convenient Hunter, or an Agent, or something of that type.
I’ve got no choice. It’s rather like the Hunger Games, except you’re chosen as a Tribute even before you’re born. It’s in your genetics. Some clever person way back when devised a way to tell ‘Sues from the rest of the people. They did something, altered the genetics of the ‘Sues back then. Now, every one of us is born with a pink streak on the left side of our head. Then we know we have anywhere from minutes to one hundred years to live before we’re transported into a story.
I’m nineteen, and I’m pretty sure I’ll be transported soon. Yesterday, I found a scar I had no idea I had on the palm of my hand. It was shaped like a star. I wonder if I’m destined for Harry Potter. A mysteeeerious girl with a mysteeeerious scar on her hand; maybe she survived the Avada Kedavra curse too. Probably too good of an idea to be true for the average fanfiction writer.
I figured I might as well make a journal of my expeditions in whatever canon I find myself in, so here we are. Maybe whoever kills me will find this and realize that some ‘Sues are innocent. I realize most do love their job of messing up canon, but it is true that some would much rather be normal.
Maybe they’d be more careful of who they hurt.
-Alyna Chase
Ceka was… intrigued. There was a small moment of hesitation, then she tapped on Journal Entry #2.
Journal Entry #2
July 19th
A couple month’s break, and I’m officially ready to start a daily log. Sorta. I’ll try.
Nothing much has happened since Entry #1, except for the start of summer break. However, my instinct is basically screaming that I’ll be transported soon. After a bit of research, I determined some other scar-related fandoms. One of them is Eragon. Unfortunately, my scar matches those of ‘Dragon Riders’ in that particular fandom. Now I’ve got two suspect fandoms for my Suedom. Great.
I’ve been contemplating putting together a backpack of supplies. My theory is this: if I keep that backpack on my person at all times, I may be able to somehow ‘cheat’ it into the canon. Maybe find a way to break myself out with the supplies in there.
The thing I want to bring most, though, is this tablet, for reasons that probably should be obvious.
Wow, I just had an extremely weird thought. At this point in time, my reader(s?) definitely know whether this made it into the canon or not… while I’m here wondering about it. I suppose I’ll know the answer at the time that you’re reading this but right now… ugh, I’m confusing myself. I’d better sign off before you get too bored.
I’ll try to get some more interesting tidbits next entry.
-Alyna Chase
Sorry for not posting earlier, just forgot to do it. Have both black-hole chocolates and coffee as an excuse.
As someone who is making a return as well, it's great to see other people in the same boat!
Here, take this datapad, it's basically the Star Wars equivalent of a tablet.
I like the story, it's a neat little intro to an intriguing idea. I look forward to seeing what you do with it.
Please accept this starter Pokémon:-
Iiiiiiit's Leavanny!
And your starting item is:-
Match Book from The Binding Of Isaac: Afterbirth!
Match Book is a great item that doesn't see much play in OU these days because of the prevalence of Chesnaught. It grants a 1.5x damage multiplier to ball and bomb moves, making it an absolute godsend for 'mons like Cloyster, Cinccino, and Ferrothorn. Leavanny benefits from it too, with access to Seed Bomb, but that doesn't really change its role so much as its EV spread. Get a Jolly one and give it EVs in Attack and Speed, with the last four in Defence, then give it Sticky Web, Seed Bomb, Knock Off, and Magic Coat. Then just remember to have fun! =]
Here, have a slice of Infinite Pizza!
As a welcome-back gift, have a random puppy, straight from r/aww!
On to the story — it's well-written and interesting. It also immediately reminded me of Suedom.
Anyway — I'm looking forward to reading more of it!
I'll probably post more of it later today ;) Or maybe just the link to drive... I'll get that figured out later.
Also, welcome back! *high-fives* Here's a pack of Reese's Cups and sticky notes that look like cat paws!
The Reese's Cups might not make it too long in my house though... :P
Suedom fics are always a good thought-provoker: do our Sues exist in non-Sue form before they are written (or re-written)? How does our writing impact them?
Very nice. ^^ Hope you're doing well!
It's Prince Philip, that bugger, isn't it?
That wrinkled Edinburgh Duke with his wrinkled mitochondria, chugging away in his wrinkled cells. Good on him.
His cells, at least.
I'm interested by this here plot idea.
I feel like there's a lot of potential for horrific depression, or at least some fridge horror, which'll make some jolly nice mood whiplash with the generally cheerful, sarcastic tone of the PPC.
And like many things done well, when mood whiplash is done well, it comes out brilliantly.
I feel that the diary entries could prove to be a bit less formal, or, at least, more consistently characterised.
My main problem goes with lines like 'my curse, the curse of Mary Sues,' and 'my doom and despair.'
I just think that greater focus on character, rather than explaining things might make the general impact a bit better, y'know?
Things like that Hunger Games reference certainly help, and I imagine that most of the stuff exposited can be weaved subtly into her thoughts well enough. I'm sure you can handle it.
Good on ya, mate.
I feel like this was a sort of rude (re)welcoming and introduction, but that's how I roll, brother.
Run right over your speed bumps. Dun pay no tolls.
I was re-reading it and actually like dying at how formal the first few entries are. Don't worry - they get better ;)
*hands a plate of fresh SPaGhetti*
And I actually started getting some feels there at the end. T'was definitely an interesting take on Sues, and now I'm wondering if Ceka's going to try making amends...
We'll see where this goes - I'm not, uh, completely sure yet what'll happen. So far it's just been word-barf haha.
Glad to see there's at least some good reaction! Means it wasn't exactly a total flop.
