Subject: The Generic Mary-Sue
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Posted on: 2013-11-12 09:22:00 UTC

Silvermoon Glitterbug danced across the floor, grinning all around her. Sure, the terrible destruction caused by that unexpected turn of events had doomed them all, but for now, she was alive, and with her friends, and that was all that mattered.

Her most shy and retiring friend - some would say sullen - felt it too, and grinned at her. "Wow, Silvermoon, you are an absolutely brilliant dancer."

"No, silly," Silvermoon beamed, tossing her hair, "I'm brillitastic. It's a word I made up just to describe me."

"Oh, you would," snapped her other friend, and Silvermoon frowned. This, coming from the one who was normally the most cheerful of the group?

"What's the matter?" she asked. "My friend, are you upset?"

"Am I upset?" her friend demanded. "You little slattern, why wouldn't I be?"

Silvermoon cowered, taking shelter behind her aforementioned quiet friend, who promptly took up her cause. "Say what you mean," her friend stated, "or I will be forced to rip your liver out through your fingers and feed it to Silvermoon's vampire pegacorn."

"Oh, she knows what I mean!" Silvermoon's supposed friend scowled. "Of all the people I have slept with (and there have been many), she has stolen the only one I truly cared for!"

"You never cared for them!" Silvermoon exclaimed back. "You only care for yourself!"

Her normally-cheerful friend stopped, frowned, and then burst into tears. "Oh Silvermoon, you're right! I have become so selfish and mean and I didn't mean to!"

And who knows what might have followed, were it not for the sudden entrance of a heavily-armed stranger, who took aim with a lethal-looking weapon and shot one of Silvermoon's friends - the most popular one, the one whose name was known to everyone (or at least everyone important) - stone dead!

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