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Hi! If you plan to join, welcome! If you don't, I understand. (I myself almost didn't join because my parents don't really like the very idea of sporking.) I'm Twistey, and I haven't been there for that long, but it seems to me that I'm the only one here to answer your question, so I will do so.

It depends on what your story's plot is, but in most circumstances, I think that the canon would definitely fall under the Suefluence, because of the following truth: Canons play fair. Sues don't.

Also, from a writing perspective: Since canons never really play a major part in a PPC fic (and they're not supposed to, since agents aren't supposed to disrupt them), they would probably be best just acting like the other canons do when under Suefluence, otherwise they'd risk trying to help the agents (which is not too good of an idea under most circumstances.)

Anyone else feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.

-Twistey

A lot was happening to him all at once. He'd just noticed the wet splash on his costume when it went away, there was Ix going off in one ear and Charlotte being sarcastic in the other, Gall still snickering at him, and everybody else staring. His head swung from Charlotte to Ix and back again in befuddlement.

"What?" he finally said. "Yes! At least I thought so until just now! Was I wrong?" Again the bewildered looks back and forth, like a kicked dog that doesn't understand what he's done to incur his master's wrath.

(( Thoth, didja get my e-mail? {= ) ))

...hopefully all the logical thinkers I've been reading about have rubbed something off on me.

Oh! Ah yes! I know somewhat about the concept of breaking strain, thanks to Stephen King's The Eyes of the Dragon. I guess that's it?

-Twistey

That's flipping amazing! Yes! Just... yes!

(Also, I haven't really got to know you that well yet besides knowing of your legendary status here. Hi, I'm Twistey, once again, and I'm pretty sure I'm done stumbling all over myself on the Board like when we first were acquainted, but then again.)

-Twistey

You know, the standard "kids go into restricted places because there's a Pokemon there", "people walk off cliffs", "people walk into other stupid situations", "Koffings can be caught wild in the Holocaust Museum", "steals all the prominent locations from Niantic's previous AR game" and all that other "we're a big corporation, screw logic" stuff that happened.

But otherwise, I'm really excited! The idea is great, it's just... not too bright of an outlook from Pokemon GO's legacy.

-Twistey

I'm relatively new to the PPC, and this is my first time posting on the message boards, but I have a question about Mary Sues that's been bugging me for a while.

I watch a show in which the main character is immune to mind control, and that got me thinking: does having an immunity to mind control mean that a canon is immune to the Suefluence, or does the Sue bypass that and take control of the character anyways?

Charlotte pointed to Derik and Ix in turn before giving a slightly sarcastic thumbs-up.

Ix, cringing, pulled out her wand and cast a drying charm on Derik, apologizing profusely as she did so.

What actually happened was that one foot went out from under him so that he keeled to the right, caromed off Thoth, spilled water on himself, and landed on his ass. But at least he was facing Charlotte now.

Gall burst out laughing.

Derik blinked and massaged his right hand. He'd banged his knuckles again, because of course he had, and it bloody hurt. "Sorry. Didn't catch that," he growled.

And...

Jenni shared Ix's trepidation, if not quite horror. At the commotion, though, she winced hard. "Ooh. I'd better go referee." She trotted back over.

(( Yay for un-splitting the party! ))

"The way he looked at me when he saw me..." Ix swallowed. "I think it's the costume—I should've known it would be sensitive for other agents, I should've just worn my robes and said I was Mad-Eye Moody and they wouldn't suspect a thing—"

Charlotte put her hands on her shoulders. "Ix. Hon. Breathe."

Ix sucked down several deep breaths.

"You want me to go over there and clarify with wossisface that he's not mad at you?" Charlotte asked. "Because I can totally do that."

Ix swallowed. "If—if you want," she began, knowing there was no arguing with Charlotte. Before she could finish, Charlotte had zipped over to Derik and gently tapped his shoulder.

"Hey, hi, sorry to interrupt. Just heard there was a bit of heated words exchanged over my girlfriend's costume. You cool with her now?"

Ix looked at Jenni, terror in her eyes.

Derik's lip curled. "Or a singer. Or, scorch us, all bloody three." He took a deep drink from his cup and was once more disappointed that it was only water.

Gall wished she had a drink at all, but, though she'd never admit it, her stomach still wasn't quite right after her one taste of mjød. So she settled for teasing Thoth some more. "Just to be clear, Jötun: are you drinking to forget my charms again—cuz don't think I didn't notice that the first time—or is it that you've got a sordid tale of Sueage for us?"

Concurrently...

Jenni added her voice to Ix's: "No, no, no, please don't set him off again." She continued, "It wasn't even anything he said, really. At least, I don't think so." She tilted her head at Ix. "Was it?"

(( I'm honestly not sure if he'd give ground or explode in the face of Charlotte's wrath. Probably the former, but with him it could always go either way. {Also, Derik, what horror did you just conjure? O_o ∗goes to inspect 40K crossovers just in case∗ }))

Charlotte sighed and rested her chin on Ix's shoulder. "Whatever it was he said, he was just being a jerk," she said. "Want me to go talk to him?"

"No!" Ix pulled back. "No," she repeated. "It's fine, really. Like Jenni said... I'm sure he didn't mean it."

"You sure?" Charlotte said, turning to glare at Derik. "Because I—"

Ix grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Please, don't," she said frantically. "You'll just make it worse."

((Ix hasn't gone to FicPsych yet. She really should, but she doesn't want to. Ix, your Rina is showing, stop it. And whenever Charlotte mentions Ix, it's "My girlfriend is so pretty and perfect and our relationship will last forever and it's wonderful and there's absolutely nothing wrong with us yay!"))

"Ah! Well, anyways, it doesn't always work - Space Marine biology is poorly defined at best, sometimes the acid is something they can control - but it's nicely ironic when it does. Unless of course the Sue is also a Space Marine. Which is between one and five charges in and of itself..."

Thoth nodded. "A Sue who dares to think itself an Astartes deserves no less than a painful death. Possibly prolonged." He took a long swig of mjød.

"Cool!" Gall said. "But you might've mentioned that when I was hitting on you, man." She leaned over and backhanded his arm. It went clang. "Ow."

Derik tetchily waved off Tom's concern. "I told you, that doesn't bother me. I thought it would be a good story. Apparently I'm rustier than I knew."

Whilst...

"Oh! Hi, Charlotte," Jenni said, blinking in the gust. As to whether everything was all right... "More or less. The Ironic Overpower is having its way with some of us. Bad timing, mostly, I think." She looked over at the other group, who seemed fine. "Derik's always a bit unpredictable, and it's worse under the influence. He didn't mean anything, though; you know that, right?" she asked Ix.

(( Hm, some sources say the acid is activated at will. That would seem to make sense. ... I reckon Elms is the most likely to secretly enjoy Twilight, and is also a down-to-earth sort who might be good for offsetting its nonsense. But FicPsych is so small that I believe everyone has at least heard of just about everyone. Apparently not since Charlotte got partnered with Ix, though. ))

New Zealand First has a lot of policy that aligns with Labour - closing corporate tax loopholes, introducing guaranteed benefits for students, removing GST from things like food... that sort of thing. You can find their policy page here, if you're at all interested (which you probably aren't).

The other thing is that Winston implicitly campaigned on a promise of change, with slogans such as 'Had Enough?'. On top of that, he appears to be starting legal proceedings against some National Party members - something to do with the way he and his party were treated when he was in coalition with them.

Believe me, there's plenty of small-minded partisanship in New Zealand, too. Some of the rage from National supporters was almost as bad as Republicans' response to Obama's election. Our system of government encourages it less, though. People can vote for the bigger small parties and have a reasonable expectation of that vote actually mattering to the makeup of the government, unlike in the US, where FPP turns every single election into an us vs. them between the far right and the moderate right, with no room for anyone else.

"Charlotte? She's... around here somewhe—"

There was a sudden breeze, and Charlotte appeared beside them, her elegant gown held above her knees and her hair coming unpinned. "Is everything alright?" she asked, and then her nostrils flared. "You're bleeding!"

"Just little cuts, I'm fine, Lottie," Ix said, face turning red when Charlotte pulled her hands out of her pockets to inspect them.

"Jenni didn't bug you about healing them?"

"She did—Charlotte, I can take care of it myself, stop worrying so much," Ix said, pulling her hands away and shoving them back in her pockets.

Charlotte sighed and looked at Jenni. "Everything alright over here?"

((Charlotte has to spend a lot of time in FicPsych to get her badfic personality hammered out. I figure either she knows Jenni in passing or has seen her a couple of times, it's up to you.))

Tom sighed. He pulled a spare metal plate off his costume. "Thoth, demonstrate, would you?"

Thoth took the plate and spit on it. The liquid sizzled, bubbling ominously and leaving a hole in the plate. "My spit is acid. It is occasionally useful, although sometimes inconvenient."

"And," said Tom, "it's a good charge for any Sue who endeavors to kiss a Space Marine - rare, but fun when it happens. Or rather, popping the into a reality room afterwards is fun." He looked at Derik. "Oh. Sorry..."

"Great! Then it's settled. Welcome to Team Blast Hardcheese!" Gall stuck out a hand, then thought better of it and made it a fist for bumping.

Derik looked from Tom to Thoth in puzzlement. "You keep mentioning spit. Someone explain the spit."

Nearby...

Jenni nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, you had some bad luck there. Where's your partner, anyway? What if they joined us?"

(( Seeing as that thread seems to have run dry...? Oh, and I know about the acid spit, but my agents don't, and it was a good opportunity to make Derik sound silly. {= ) ))

"Can you also endeavor not to spit on anybody?" asked Tom.

"I thought that was implied."

"It wouldn't necessarily kill them..."

"Not really," she said sheepishly. "I... my partner wanted us to come here, try and... make me talk to people." She sighed. "It's not really working out too well right now."

((Heh, is fine. Ix is probably a few posts away from losing her nerve and bolting unless something happens to change her mind anyway.))

"Wait, wait." Derik waved his hand. "Say rather, 'endeavor not to'. World of difference."

And...

Jenni sighed. You could lead a horse to water, etc. Oh well. This one wasn't hers, and there was only so much meddling a new acquaintance would tolerate. "All right. Sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Are you sure you want to jump back into that circus, though?"

(( Not trying to dissuade you, Boarder!Ix; just Jenni being Jenni. {= ) ))

"But I still don't think it'd be safe for him to compete. For one thing, he might spit on somebody."

"I have never spit on anybody accidentally," said Thoth.

"Well, that's not the only issue. For another, you're two meters and built like a ogre. Frankly, having you on any team would be a balance issue."

"I have no doubt that Headquarters contains equally powerful agents who would be willing to participate."

Tom sighed. "Okay, yes, but then you have to worry about killing us normals."

"I would not endeavor to kill..."

(and yeah, some sort of standard dementia etc. check isn't the silliest idea)