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tori_angeli) wrote2007-11-30 06:53 am
tori_angeli) wrote2007-11-30 06:53 am
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Something New
I'm trying out something new. I have not decided yet if this plus account is worth it, but I like the extra icons and pic space and especially the comment pages looking the same as the rest of the journal. Also, I have no money. Well, I have money, but can't spare it for things like this. So if the ads are annoying anyone, I'll switch back.
I decided to stop NaNo. Just not worth it anymore.
I did, however, come up with a decent bunny for a crack!fic. The title: "The Mary Sue in Spite of Herself." Yes, it's a take on the name of the Moliere play "The Doctor in Spite of Himself." Inspired by Cleolinda's "Cleo Sue" (who was an actual sue, not a girl transforming into a Sue against her will, but this presentation is much like hers), ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the introduction of Maria Victoria "Tori Sue" Angeli.
I decided to stop NaNo. Just not worth it anymore.
I did, however, come up with a decent bunny for a crack!fic. The title: "The Mary Sue in Spite of Herself." Yes, it's a take on the name of the Moliere play "The Doctor in Spite of Himself." Inspired by Cleolinda's "Cleo Sue" (who was an actual sue, not a girl transforming into a Sue against her will, but this presentation is much like hers), ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the introduction of Maria Victoria "Tori Sue" Angeli.
Hey, I'm Tori. Well. Before all this really got started, I was just called Maria. But then things got a little weird, and I got this sudden urge to be a little more exotic, so I took the two middle syllables from my middle name...yeah. Tori. It also means "bird" in Japanese, so it's really suitable for a Sue. Not that...most Sue authors know anything about Japanese. Or even how to spell "ninjitsu." Or much of anything else. I'm lucky in that regard.
The picture above is the way I looked when I first met the turtles. I was starting to get a little more preppy in the way I dressed, but somehow managed to retain the mundane-looking flip-flops I liked before I went Sue. It's my way of trying to fight it, I guess. My appearance has changed--I look like a prettier version of my author, I guess, although I'm expecting to sprout a more interesting hair color any day now. It's not as hard to fight in a sarong as I thought it would be, by the way--probably because of the Sueness. I think I flashed Raphael. A lot.
At any rate, here's my tragic backstory. Tragic, as in, how I became a Sue.
This was me in high school, when I first started transforming. Not too preppy here, but what's with the sparkles in the hair? Anyway, high school. My classmates started being oddly cruel to me, so I dropped out. It doesn't matter, I have the education level of a...a thousand-year-old person, or something. I didn't even study that hard. It's the Sueness again. Anyway, I left home to do some soul-searching after that.
So this was from back when I found out my mom was a fairy queen, and I went through this phase...it's not important. Skip this one.
This was back when I served on the Ninja Tribunal. I should have known back then.
You know, weird thing about my fighting skills. The last time I had any martial arts instruction was the sixth grade, and I barely even practiced. I wasn't even any good until recently. It just...happened. Freaks me out.
After I decided I hated everyone on the Ninja Tribunal--which has nothing to do with me being a Sue--I went shopping in Paris. Those earrings from my high school picture is my attempt to cling to what's left of my past self before I lose myself entirely to the Sueness. That and not letting Raphael sniff my hair for very long. He keeps muttering about the way it smells. I'm considering rinsing it in Listerine. It would be better for us both.
It's weird--normally if a guy told me he lived in a sewer, I'd leave. Definitely wouldn't date him. Definitely wouldn't follow him to his home in the sewers. But one upside to this Sueness is that I never get dirty, and I tend to be jaded towards things like sewers and giant anthropomorphic turtles. Believe me, I wasn't always. If I'd seen Raphael before the Sueness, I'd have clobbered him with a poker or, uh, whatever sticklike thing was around. Now I'm falling in love with him. Which is frustrating.
Anyway, that's mostly me. I've been told by Splinter that I should expect my memories of my father to change soon--I have to have at least one parent who tragically died indirectly because of me AND/OR abused me in my childhood. Dunno how Splinter knows about the Sueness, but whatever. He also thinks it's likely for my hair color to change--streaks of white or blue or purple at least, maybe even shimmering tresses of harvest gold. Or...uh, black.
And...that's it. Done. It was so nice to meet you! I'm so glad you like me! EVERYONE likes me!
Agh. Sorry about that.
The picture above is the way I looked when I first met the turtles. I was starting to get a little more preppy in the way I dressed, but somehow managed to retain the mundane-looking flip-flops I liked before I went Sue. It's my way of trying to fight it, I guess. My appearance has changed--I look like a prettier version of my author, I guess, although I'm expecting to sprout a more interesting hair color any day now. It's not as hard to fight in a sarong as I thought it would be, by the way--probably because of the Sueness. I think I flashed Raphael. A lot.
At any rate, here's my tragic backstory. Tragic, as in, how I became a Sue.
This was me in high school, when I first started transforming. Not too preppy here, but what's with the sparkles in the hair? Anyway, high school. My classmates started being oddly cruel to me, so I dropped out. It doesn't matter, I have the education level of a...a thousand-year-old person, or something. I didn't even study that hard. It's the Sueness again. Anyway, I left home to do some soul-searching after that.
So this was from back when I found out my mom was a fairy queen, and I went through this phase...it's not important. Skip this one.
This was back when I served on the Ninja Tribunal. I should have known back then.
You know, weird thing about my fighting skills. The last time I had any martial arts instruction was the sixth grade, and I barely even practiced. I wasn't even any good until recently. It just...happened. Freaks me out.
After I decided I hated everyone on the Ninja Tribunal--which has nothing to do with me being a Sue--I went shopping in Paris. Those earrings from my high school picture is my attempt to cling to what's left of my past self before I lose myself entirely to the Sueness. That and not letting Raphael sniff my hair for very long. He keeps muttering about the way it smells. I'm considering rinsing it in Listerine. It would be better for us both.
It's weird--normally if a guy told me he lived in a sewer, I'd leave. Definitely wouldn't date him. Definitely wouldn't follow him to his home in the sewers. But one upside to this Sueness is that I never get dirty, and I tend to be jaded towards things like sewers and giant anthropomorphic turtles. Believe me, I wasn't always. If I'd seen Raphael before the Sueness, I'd have clobbered him with a poker or, uh, whatever sticklike thing was around. Now I'm falling in love with him. Which is frustrating.
Anyway, that's mostly me. I've been told by Splinter that I should expect my memories of my father to change soon--I have to have at least one parent who tragically died indirectly because of me AND/OR abused me in my childhood. Dunno how Splinter knows about the Sueness, but whatever. He also thinks it's likely for my hair color to change--streaks of white or blue or purple at least, maybe even shimmering tresses of harvest gold. Or...uh, black.
And...that's it. Done. It was so nice to meet you! I'm so glad you like me! EVERYONE likes me!
Agh. Sorry about that.