Subject: All of those descriptors
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Posted on: 2022-05-08 09:00:07 UTC
are actually used in the fics to describe the Sues at regular intervals, though not all of them in one sentece.
Subject: All of those descriptors
Author:
Posted on: 2022-05-08 09:00:07 UTC
are actually used in the fics to describe the Sues at regular intervals, though not all of them in one sentece.
The Bloodflower grabbed his Dues ex Flowera devise and used it 2 sennd the Sues bacj.
“Whew” said Makesthings, “ that was—“
He was interrupted by a pair of Agents, who had arrived to slay the PPC badfic....
The End!
is an out-of-universe nickname for her, if you see what I mean. Plays on the word baka which means a range of things from "idiot" to "asshole"))
((That description is urpletastic!))
are actually used in the fics to describe the Sues at regular intervals, though not all of them in one sentence))
She lept of the flower and esked her. "Were are we? Hu r u?"
with obvious disdain. This garishly dressed female with multicolored hair screams "airhead"; clearly not Claude's type. Good thing he wasn't there, or Danisha might have to witness yet another bimbo drooling over Her Man. It only makes perfect sense, considering she was aware and accepting of her being the 14th in a harem of about thirty of his Secret Mistresses, and she brutalized Esmeralda for refusing to get together with him.
Since you invented pnik, I believe that you have the right to make up a hideous description for how it looks.
And yeah, My Immortal spelling is so bad, this page exists.
And pnik, in fact, has its own wiki page! [Created by me.]))
Rick appeared in a flash of awesome light, flourishing his katana as he looked at the big flower in front of him. Where was his crowd of adoring women? It'd been ten seconds without affirmation, ten seconds far too long. He flourished his katana, sending lightning and fire shooting from it to be intimidating, and then pointed it at the flower.
"Where's the women!?"
Rick looked around, and noticed two women. After taking time to describe their exact breast sizes to himself and remark that they were blandly cute, he approached them, absolutely certain that he was going to engage in the horizontal waltz soon enough. Sure, they sparkled, but didn't he do that here too?
After folding Paper Mario and somehow making every character more cardboard than canon, Rick knew he was going to have his desires fulfilled here - he was the chosen one, after all.
"What the [DELETED] is wrong wif u [REMOVED] prep!11" she said.
Then she ran of to go sadly bloody tears of joy with all her gottik friends.
How dare this brazen specimen try to hit on Minister Frollo's Post-Modern New World Brown-Sugared Aphrodite Diva Lady? With her trademark annoying sass, she told Rick, NOTICE FROM THE FORMLESS NARRATOR: Danisha's vocal chastisement of Rick can't be printed, because it's UNPRINTABLE! The rest is cool, though. :-)
Even being based on a fic character, that outdated level of racial stereotype doesn't belong in this community.
—doctorlit
I'll try showing more of Nisha's ridiculousness without directly quoting the more unsavory bits))
Makesthings squeaked. As he was a mini, he was in serious danger from Rick. "I don't know! Please, I didn't do anything!"
((Poor Makesthings. He's the only sane character.))
She was tall and thin, with straight white hair and red eyes. She was wearing black, somewhat tattered clothes, and a long black cloak.
"Where am I? Who are you?" she asked, looking suspiciously at these people.
"WTF???" [That's "Why The Flamingos?", by the way.] Ebony shooted. "Get out off my way u strupid prep!111"
"I'm not a prep," she replied. "And I'm not stupid, either, if that's what you meant." Nienor had no idea where she was, but since there were no other Nazgul to bash her up for rebelling against them and Sauron, she saw no reason to get out of the way of this hollering, scantily-dressed person who couldn't even spell stupid right.
“If u dont know hu mcr are then ur a prep.” She paused. “Do yu lime Hot Topic?”
She polled out her wound. "Crookshanks!111" she shooted.
There was blood all over Ebony. Nienor wondered if she noticed this.
Crookshanks somehow lept out of one of Ebony's wounds. It jumped onto Nienor's head and started scratching her.
Badfic voice
Enoby loafed meanly. Den she saw...Morty McFli! And his Blak tim machine!11
It didn't work.
The box had "tim" written on it in large letters.
Now that the "tim machine" was gone, there was no way she could get out of there and go see Her Man Claude Frollo.
please make her do so. If she can make Ebony act out of character, all the better.))
maybe we could get somewhere. I have no idea where we are, but at least there aren't any more Nazgul coming to beat the heck out of me for escaping again." Nienor didn't know what a tim machine was, but she didn't see why it should be scared of her.
"Why would I want to work wif a prep? You probably r in league with Voldermort anyway.!!!11 Enony didn't know what a Nazgull was, but she knew it was preppy.
((The silly thing is, I think that Nazgul could be considered gothic, couldn't they?))
said Evony. "If u don't know what a prep is, then ur a poser! [Hug. She meant hug.] u!111"
((If Nienor explains what the Nazgul are, Ebony might decide she's goff after all.))
but kind of. The rest of them like to use me for practicing on, on account of me running away and refusing to help them find the Baggins."
To put it simply, I'm the victim of a botched execution involving poisonous knives, fire, and generally disgusting details which i won't go into now.. Or something. Maybe it wasn't an execution and I was supposed to end up like this. But I'm not really a human anymore either."
"Do u like 2 drink blood?" She giggled.
"The best thing 2 hav blood with is Count Cholcula. Blud better than milk in it."
"I nu u were really a prep." sh said. Den ahe statred to cry tears of blood.
....But I’ll do so anyway.
(Well, compared to Ebony)
said Ebony sadly with bloody tears of goffic sadness.
She couldn't go see Frollo and feed him turkey and pecan pie waah[insert a whole parade of exclamation marks here]
"I'll help you fnnid your frien."
What is the usual thing to do with mini-Boarders?))
Earlay in the mornin'!))
Weigh-hey and up she rises!))