Urban Dictionary: Mary Sue

A female fanfiction character who is so perfect as to be annoying. The male equivalent is the Marty-Stu. A Mary Sue character is usually written by a beginning author. Often, the Mary Sue is a self-insert with a few "improvements" (eg. better body, more popular, etc). The Mary Sue character is almost always beautiful, smart etc... In short, she is the "perfect" girl. The Mary Sue usually falls in love with the author's favourite character(s) and winds up upstaging all of the other characters in the book/series/universe. There are several main types of Mary Sue:

Victim!Sues: The Victim!Sue is your whiny, wimpy, pathetic female character who can't seem to do much of anything except cry and get herself into trouble that the romantic interest of the fic has to rescue her from.

Warrior!Sues: The Warrior!Sue is usually loud, obnoxious and (of course) an amazing warrior. She'll usually have some tragic past that led her to become a warrior, and she'll upstage all of the Canonical characters with her mad Sueish powerz.

Mage!Sue: Similar to the Warrior!Sue, the Mage!Sue has amazing stregnth in magic, or has a magical power that nobody else has. She'll usually wind up upstaging all of the magical characters of the series.

Punk!Sue: Also called Noncomformist!Sue or Goth!Sue, the Punk!Sue is usually written by female beginners in the 11-15 age group. The Punk!Sue is loud, obnoxious, annoying and generally the type of person who you'd want to send off to boot camp for six months. The Punk!Sue almost always has angst coming out of her ears and isn't really a bad person, she's just oh!-so-angry at whatever tragic past the author has chosen to give her. The Punk!Sue is based on what the 11-15 year old author thinks is "cool" and wishes she could be. This includes Evil!Sues.

Misfit!Sue: This includes all Sues who are supposedly geeks, nerds, misfits, etc. Usually, the Misfit!Sue doesn't start out as inhumanly beautiful, but winds up getting a makeover and finding out she had the potential to be a guy-magnet (or girl-magnet, depending on the genre) all along. Also includes the "My parents want me to do this but I want to do that and it's not fair!!!!one!" type of Sue. Usually, this Sue is very bookish and smart, but will find some sort of physical talent nobody expected and become a star as a result.

Another thing to note is that a Sue will usually have a completely off-the-wall name, like "Viquetoria". The more weird and pretentious the name of the character, the more likely it is that she is a Sue.

Finally, Sues often have weird, improbable or impossible bloodlines. A secret half-elf child of Elrond and a nameless human would be an example of this. A character who was Dumbledore's grandchild and Tom Riddle's daughter would be another example.

by nscangal.

The great truth of this makes me laugh... the green highlights my personal favourite parts. Whoever nscangal is, she sure knew her fanfics. Your move, Mary Sue! Feel free to use your mad Sueish powerz and totally decimate these points, after which you will ride off into the sunset with the ikemen of your creator's choice.

BUT. This also makes me wonder if any of my OCs are thought of as Mary Sues or Marty Stus, which would totally make me feel like this:

pshawww.

Pssh.

Just, you know, sentiment of the moment. Late nights without manga always manage to make me feel this way.

It was incredibly fun, however, earlier in the day when we'd just finished watching Inception and were walking through the mall, when the more mega-random of the brothers noted that it was a funny feeling to look at the people passing by and wonder if they were just projections. If you get the mindframe right, everything just blurs out and takes on this surreal quality that totally cracked us up. I stared so strangely at a couple of little kids running near me that their parents would have rushed them away if they'd noticed. Heh.

I don't know where he gets that kind of spontaneity - not like our family's a particularly seize-the-moment type (unless you count not knowing where we're going for dinner until we're all in the car). Either the old theory of You Are What You Were Raised To Be doesn't really hold, or your family isn't the only party involved in "raising" you.

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo was a so-so read, but it left me with a nasty cloud over my head that won't go away. I don't know, I suppose it was a good enough book, but I simply cannot find it in me to read a book about such sickening crimes against women and say, "That was a great book!" I know it's not fair to judge the book entirely by the theme and to ignore the style, pace, and everything else - but I feel too repulsed. In that sense, yes, the book made its point loud and clear. I can manage that much. Ugh.

OMG that Hibird is so bloody cute. Its owner isn't half bad, either. :P

those blind eyes

can see nothing - not even the differences between each person.

The one thing that tethers me to life is under threat. How, how will I survive this ordeal? Please, someone tell me this is all just a horrible nightmare. I may not last a month like this - in fact, who's to say I'll last the fortnight?

"When you look at a person who cries for your sake... there's probably nothing you can't forgive."

impostor

by RJDaae of deviantArt.

A thousand words, and so cleverly phrased.

inspiration cometh

but how can I capture it?

Up until yesterday, the landscape of my dreams had never been the focus of the dreams themselves. Yesterday, though, my dream was a little different, with such a strange assortment of people and even stranger scenery... I feel so inspired to do an urban fantasy dreamscape now; the picture is so clear in my head that it feels more like a memory from reality than from a dream - but my sketches are turning out all wrong. How am I ever going to progress to colouring it in its many blues and greens if I can't even get the sketch right?

*cry*

I WANT A TABLET!

filler.

it's baaaaack~

Ohoho, I see it's nearly five o'clock.

Is it weird of me to say that I really wish Ciel would stay dead after death (as in, getting his soul eaten by his demon after exacting revenge on the people who destroyed Phantomhive)? The first season was fine, he died just as he ought, but the stupid second season completely decimates that. I know it hasn't even aired fully yet, and already we have Sebastian tripping on his own feet (I'm sure that violates some essential law of nature: how could Sebastian ever trip, and on his own feet??) and a not-so-dead Ciel.

What. The. Fuck.

I demand that Ciel, wonderful character that he is, be killed and LEFT IN PEACE. Toboso had better kill him off well and truly in the manga or I'll be traumatised for life. Ya wanna kill someone, make sure they stay dead. Put more lead in their head or chop them into finer pieces, just keep them dead, damn it. It really spoils the pathos of death (and subsequently the entire storyline) to bring them back.

It's not like he suddenly died at the end and next season shows people trying to bring him back, he was meant to die even before the series started! Ciel was all primed and ready to die! Just because some screaming fangirls (shotacon, much?) who don't understand the importance of his death want to see more of him, you producers rushed to milk the cash cow and brought him back just so you wouldn't risk your fanbase.

To quote Luca: You piss me off.

Random picture, haha.

donmai, donmai

The first week isn't over yet and already I'm thinking of the August break. My timetable this semester is a more comfortable but lonelier one.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Technically the city of Ankh-Morpork is a Tyranny, which is not always the same thing as a monarchy, and in fact even the post of Tyrant has been somewhat redefined by the incumbent, Lord Vetinari, as the only form of democracy that works. Everyone is entitled to vote, unless disqualified by reason of age or not being Lord Vetinari.

And yet it does work. This has annoyed a number of people who feel, somehow, that it should not, and who want a monarch instead, thus replacing a man who has achieved his position by cunning, a deep understanding of the realities of the human psyche, breathtaking diplomacy, a certain prowess with the stiletto dagger, and, all agree, a mind like a finely balanced circular saw, with a man who has got there by being born.†

† A third proposition, that the city be governed by a choice of respectable members of the community who would promise not to give themselves airs or betray the public trust at every turn, was instantly the subject of music-hall jokes all over the city.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ah, I love this guy.

makeover

In spirit of the new semester (yeah, right), I did a tiny bit of re-shelving. It took forever, especially since I tried my best to shelve my books according to author, publisher and general reading pleasure all at once. And yeah, once again I'm in need of more space. A few of the 'kiddie' books have been moved into Shawn's room permanently, but my Garth Nix books are still homeless. There isn't any shelf-room left for my DVDs and CDs, either. Meh.

Upshot is: the Twilight books have all been moved to the lowest shelf (The Host hasn't been moved, I thought I'd give it credit for managing to make me cry), Terry Pratchett still fills more than one whole level and a few special volumes of manga have been promoted three shelves up. I'm satisfied with the arrangement, for now.

Oh, and: I also cleared out my desktop, uncluttered though it already was (I love the dock). Now there's absolutely nothing on it (no ugly, annoying shortcuts to obscure the wonderful background) and it looks simply awesome! I'm dying to show someone, but my family doesn't seem interested. Heh. I do wish the slideshow timing was less rigid though, because a ten-second minimum is a tad too long - but I guess you can't have everything in life. Gotta be content, yes?

Tonari no Totoro jigsaw puzzle!

It's been years since I've done a jigsaw puzzle, so it took me a little longer than expected to finish this minuscule 150-piece one - but hey, there were so many white pieces! You can see how tiny the pieces are if you compare it to the background (a book called The Good Neighbours, misused through my lack of a readily available work surface).

Me heart Sutajio Jiburi, or however else they pronounce their own name.