All fans of Prince of Persia, brace yourselves and look at this.
The God of Time
There are so many things wrong with this fic, I don't really know where to start, but I'll try anyway.
It's set directly after the events of 'Warrior Within'. Two characters, referred to as the Prince and Kaileena, are on a boat, traveling away from the Island of Time. This may seem like an awkward way of phrasing it, but these two are not, repeat, NOT the Prince and Kaileena as we know them.
The Prince has fallen victim to Character Rupture on a grandiose scale. The big tough badass from 'Warrior Within' has been turned into a sickening blend of lecher, therapy counsellor, crybaby and prudish priest. Obviously, his speech and behavioral patterns have been wrenched beyond recognition.
Example: the Prince would never, EVER stand for another man pinching him in the butt.
Kaileena is, well, not Kaileena at all anymore. I strongly suspect full-scale Character Replacement. Maybe it's just me, but somehow I can't picture her as the
"my-daddy-started-raping-me-on-a-regular-basis-when-I-was-fourteen-and-even-though-I-hated-it-with-every-fiber-of-my-being-I-sorta-kinda-ended-up-liking-it"-type.
Yes, you read that right: the authoress says that she (replacement!Kaileena) ended up ENJOYING getting raped by her own father!
Need I say more? Okey-dokey.
1. Replacement!Kaileena's two (OC) sisters also got raped by daddy and enjoyed it (plus we get a hint of twincest), one of her (OC) brothers was reviled by daddy for being a homosexual, and the other brother is a complete (albeit heavily clichéd) psycho.
2.The authoress' grasp of the English language is nothing short of terrible: her punctuation stinks, she constantly uses words that she doesn't even understand correctly ("Her spine crackled."), the Pronoun Problem shows itself now and then, words that should be there are dropped, words that should not be there are squeezed in anyway, sentence fragments are all over the place, and the sentences themselves are often just plain stupid. Example: "Kaileena's stomach bubbled with indecision." What on earth does that mean? That she's hungry and doesn't know what she wants to eat?
Spelling? Ooooh boy. Grammar? Don't go there.
3. The authoress contradicts herself. A lot. As in, one hundred times per chapter.
4. Calling the Department of Redundancy Department! And how. Sometimes (well, all the time actually) we get ten sentences for the price of one.
5. The dialogue is so painfully stilted it's almost hilarious. No-one on earth talks like this. You get more natural conversations in grammar guides. Also, way too much unnecessary exposition.
6. Anachronisms. There simply were no glasses in ancient Persia.
7. There's some mangled Olde English in there too.
8. The OC sisters can malletspace! Their clothing consists solely of two or three strips of transparent fabric, but they pull out tridents anyway!
9. The big fight scenes are bizarre and, towards the end, just plain sick, and the conversations between the opponents read like the minutes of a support group meeting.
10. The authoress' view of the 'Eye of the Storm'-power (NOT called 'Slow Time') is, in my opinion, totally unrealistic. If it causes everything except the wielder of said power to slow down, enemies should not have trouble breathing or anything, since all their vital functions have slowed down as well.
10. The Prince, by all accounts, is in his twenties, not middle-aged, and certainly not withered.
11. I retract my previous statement. The entire fic reads like the minutes of a support group meeting. Attended by dimwits.
12. Now I'm reminded of that scene with the fairy godmothers and the newborn princess. Brilliant.
13. The prince can configure himself to withstand attacks. Le gasp! He is Borg!
13. Stop. Talking.
14. The final chapter is cataclysmically stupid, and oh yeah, the whole thing ends with healing secks.
There's a whole lot more to say, but I will only add this. In later chapters, the writing reaches a level of badness that's actually surreal. You're horrified, but you can't stop giggling. It's THAT bad.
I apologize for the length of this post. It's just that this fic... is... nrk...
GAH!
Should I put this up on Unclaimed? (Like I even need to ask.)