Question 13

[Edgedancer he/him]

Since Epics dress impractically, improperly, or inappropriately as a rule, I think his hat is very much appropriate for the setting.

 

(I don't put much stock in those tests, though. They tend to diagnose the symptoms, rather than the cause, which is having a character be an idealized version of yourself, or one who accentuates certain traits you happen to like and suffers no consequences for their actions. If Lightwards had overcome his corruption, only shot criminals who were worse than Epics (because there are so many of those just lying around ) and was treated as misunderstood and hated for no reason, he'd be a Mary Sue.) 

 

 

All righty, then….mmm….I think I'll need more time to think about this. Not only are there so many characters I want her to meet, but I'm running on not very much sleep right now. 

Yeah, the Epic thing kind of screws some of the questions over.

 

Take your time. By the way I found this in your AMA

 

It's not that I have a problem with men who wear trench coats or dusters, because I actually find them attractive;

Twi X Obliteration confirmed.

Lightwards is also unambiguously a villain, and this test is geared more towards Mary Sue protagonists. I worry more about Sam, Revolution, or Vondra then I do about Lightwards or his ilk.

Yeah, I though lets take them chronologically and started with Nighthound, then I relaized how pointless that is.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Yeah, the Epic thing kind of screws some of the questions over.

 

 

Twi X Obliteration confirmed.

 

My big test is consequences. If the negative consequences for their actions are handled realistically and not glossed over, then I don't think you have to worry about Mary Sues. So Sam, Vondra, and Revolution are good.  

 

 

Oh, please. He'd try to kill me, which isn't exactly conducive for romance. If he were to face his fear and remove the corruption, however…. 

[Edgedancer he/him]

My big test is consequences. If the negative consequences for their actions are handled realistically and not glossed over, then I don't think you have to worry about Mary Sues. So Sam, Vondra, and Revolution are good.

 

 

Oh, please. He'd try to kill me, which isn't exactly conducive for romance. If he were to face his fear and remove the corruption, however….

That is a pretty good guideline.

 

Please, not even Obliteration could be so horrible and kill you.

Edited July 7, 2015 by Edgedancer

[Kobold King he/him]

My big test is consequences. If the negative consequences for their actions are handled realistically and not glossed over, then I don't think you have to worry about Mary Sues. So Sam, Vondra, and Revolution are good.

 

 

Oh, please. He'd try to kill me, which isn't exactly conducive for romance. If he were to face his fear and remove the corruption, however….

 

You're right, and that's how I've been trying to keep it in mind so far. I'm just a worrywart where my characters are concerned, I suppose.

 

 

It's still weird thinking that Twi finds certain things attractive. It's like hearing your mother call an actor on TV "hot"; realistically you knew that she must have some opinions on what makes a man attractive, but it's odd hearing the words come out of her mouth.

 

Twi x Obliteration is totally the best ship, though.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Thanks, Edge.

You're right, and that's how I've been trying to keep it in mind so far. I'm just a worrywart where my characters are concerned, I suppose.

It's still weird thinking that Twi finds certain things attractive. It's like hearing your mother call an actor on TV "hot"; realistically you knew that she must have some opinions on what makes a man attractive, but it's odd hearing the words come out of her mouth.

Twi x Obliteration is totally the best ship, though.

I think the fact you consider consequences as a factor is the biggest strike against your characters being Mary Sues. Mary Sue authors (or Suethors) tend to handwave any negative consequences for their favored characters and react very harshly to any insinuations that their favorites have any flaws at all.

Oh, you want weird? The Spanish word for butt is "Pompis." My Spanish teacher seared this into my memory by telling her class that when she and her sister watched football, they'd try to see which players has the best "Pompis."

He does make that trench coat look good.

[Kobold King he/him]

I think the fact you consider consequences as a factor is the biggest strike against your characters being Mary Sues. Mary Sue authors (or Suethors) tend to handwave any negative consequences for their favored characters and react very harshly to any insinuations that their favorites have any flaws at all.

Oh, you want weird? The Spanish word for butt is "Pompis." My Spanish teacher seared this into my memory by telling her class that when she and her sister watched football, they'd try to see which players has the best "Pompis."

He does make that trench coat look good.

 

Thanks. And I do try to give my characters both logical consequences and flaws. Still though, I try to remain vigilant. I'm still a very new and inexperienced writer, so it'd be all too easy to fall into the trappings of Sue-dom.

 

"Pompis." Well OK then. Still not as weird as my nigh-sixty-year-old grandmother watching Firefly with us and speaking highly of Nathan Fillion's butt.

 

So what you're saying is... you think Obliteration is the hottest Epic?

[Edgedancer he/him]

Thanks, Edge.

I think the fact you consider consequences as a factor is the biggest strike against your characters being Mary Sues. Mary Sue authors (or Suethors) tend to handwave any negative consequences for their favored characters and react very harshly to any insinuations that their favorites have any flaws at all.

Oh, you want weird? The Spanish word for butt is "Pompis." My Spanish teacher seared this into my memory by telling her class that when she and her sister watched football, they'd try to see which players has the best "Pompis."

He does make that trench coat look good.

Just spreading the good word.

 

There are however also those kinds of Sue that are simply so perfect they don't have to worry about consequences on grounds of being that op.

 

Well, we have another High Epic in the RP with a trench coat, who knows mybe Obliteration got a rival.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Just spreading the good word.

There are however also those kinds of Sue that are simply so perfect they don't have to worry about consequences on grounds of being that op.

Well, we have another High Epic in the RP with a trench coat, who knows mybe Obliteration got a rival.

The most irritating kind. *coughEragoncough*

Which one is that?

[RandomRevival he/him]

Thanks, Edge.

I think the fact you consider consequences as a factor is the biggest strike against your characters being Mary Sues. Mary Sue authors (or Suethors) tend to handwave any negative consequences for their favored characters and react very harshly to any insinuations that their favorites have any flaws at all.

Oh, you want weird? The Spanish word for butt is "Pompis." My Spanish teacher seared this into my memory by telling her class that when she and her sister watched football, they'd try to see which players has the best "Pompis."

He does make that trench coat look good.

As a native spanish teacher i feel the need to inform you all that pompis is not the actual term, but i would say something skin to the most vulgar use of the word, more something like a child would say and not something like the actual term for the word we all know and love "Butt", but then again im only refering to the mexican part of the spanish speaking world, while there are a LOT of spanish speaking countries so i can't garantee this will be the correct word EVERYWHERE you go. Oh, and this is not even taking situations into account! I guess, yes, if you were heading for an informal approach you COULD say pompis, but i think that would be going WAY too informal.

Sorry, i guess It just ticks me off whenever people say spanish words that sound so...simplistic like that, ya know?

When i had just arrived at the U.S.A, was like 10 years old and had started going to school in the 3rd grade, there was this kids at the bus stop who would always say

"Hola amigo!" "Como estas?" In their own horrible accents, looking back at It, i guess they were just trying to make me feel Welcome or something like that, but i hated them for It, i didn't understand how people could use terms so....simple like that. It bothered me a LOT,

And always i would bump into someone in the hallway and they would say the same thing....It was really....enfuriating for some reason, i hated that they underestimated me, spoke to me like a baby, so i went into the school library, the only place i could be alone, and read anything i could find in my free time. I started from the english-Spanish books, to the easy ones, to the ones that made me laugh like "Bad Kitty" and slowly made my way up, ignoring the glances of the stupid librarian (No offense to Twi, im sure not ALL librarians are evil) who seemed to say "Who are you kiddding? You are not reading those books! They are way above your reading level" i continued to read the books until i felt i could start speaking a better english (I was very reserved at the time) and found out i could speak fluently effortlessly, although i still had a mexican accent.

So i continued with the year, avoing social events and such, until summer came.

P.s. I got the lowest score of all, ironically, in spanish, which MAY have been because i "Innapropietly disrupted class" several times.

Meaning: I dissagreed with a lot of the terms she used. Constantly.

So...i guess my epic weakness could be found along these lines.

Would any of you care to tell me their adresses for....future contact (Totally not anything related to murder)

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

As a native spanish teacher i feel the need to inform you all that pompis is not the actual term, but i would say something skin to the most vulgar use of the word, more something like a child would say and not something like the actual term for the word we all know and love "Butt", but then again im only refering to the mexican part of the spanish speaking world, while there are a LOT of spanish speaking countries so i can't garantee this will be the correct word EVERYWHERE you go. Oh, and this is not even taking situations into account! I guess, yes, if you were heading for an informal approach you COULD say pompis, but i think that would be going WAY too informal.

Sorry, i guess It just ticks me off whenever people say spanish words that sound so...simplistic like that, ya know?

When i had just arrived at the U.S.A, was like 10 years old and had started going to school in the 3rd grade, there was this kids at the bus stop who would always say

"Hola amigo!" "Como estas?" In their own horrible accents, looking back at It, i guess they were just trying to make me feel Welcome or something like that, but i hated them for It, i didn't understand how people could use terms so....simple like that. It bothered me a LOT,

And always i would bump into someone in the hallway and they would say the same thing....It was really....enfuriating for some reason, i hated that they underestimated me, spoke to me like a baby, so i went into the school library, the only place i could be alone, and read anything i could find in my free time. I started from the english-Spanish books, to the easy ones, to the ones that made me laugh like "Bad Kitty" and slowly made my way up, ignoring the glances of the stupid librarian (No offense to Twi, im sure not ALL librarians are evil) who seemed to say "Who are you kiddding? You are not reading those books! They are way above your reading level" i continued to read the books until i felt i could start speaking a better english (I was very reserved at the time) and found out i could speak fluently effortlessly, although i still had a mexican accent.

So i continued with the year, avoing social events and such, until summer came.

P.s. I got the lowest score of all, ironically, in spanish, which MAY have been because i "Innapropietly disrupted class" several times.

Meaning: I dissagreed with a lot of the terms she used. Constantly.

So...i guess my epic weakness could be found along these lines.

Would any of you care to tell me their adresses for....future contact (Totally not anything related to murder)

And people wonder why I'm hesitant to use the Spanish I learned in high school.

While working retail, I'd get a lot of shoppers from Mexico, so I learned fairly passable Spanish. But I'm far from fluent or confident, so I'd speak English whenever possible. I'd rather say what I need to say in a language I know how to speak than risk saying the wrong thing in a language I'm not fluent in.

Edited July 8, 2015 by TwiLyghtSansSparkles

[Voidus]

Twi x Obliteration is totally the best ship, though.

You just want Obliteration to be your brother-in-law

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

You just want Obliteration to be your brother-in-law

Kobold and I are related?

[Jo and the Bush all/any]

I think Kobold is marrying your sister or something, remember?

[Kobold King he/him]

I think Kobold is marrying your sister or something, remember?

 

Last I heard Abbie was still drawing idealized pony pictures of me and stammering "It's not like I like him or anything" when confronted about it.

 

So it's still pretty open-ended.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Last I heard Abbie was still drawing idealized pony pictures of me and stammering "It's not like I like him or anything" when confronted about it.

So it's still pretty open-ended.

I don't know how pleased my parents would be to have a Revelations-spewing fire Epic as a son-in-law.

I think they'll be happy with you, though.

[Voidus]

Last I heard Abbie was still drawing idealized pony pictures of me and stammering "It's not like I like him or anything" when confronted about it.

 

So it's still pretty open-ended.

Headcanon denied.

Kobold and Twi are related. Making the most awesome family ever.

[Kobold King he/him]

I don't know how pleased my parents would be to have a Revelations-spewing fire Epic as a son-in-law.

I think they'll be happy with you, though.

 

Are you kidding? I'm an old-earth theistic evolutionist, an animist, an unabashed anarchist, a homesteader who isn't hooked up to public waterworks or electricity, and I adore Harry Potter. From what I've heard your parents would probably try to ward me away from their daughter with a cross.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

Are you kidding? I'm an old-earth theistic evolutionist, an animist, an unabashed anarchist, a homesteader who isn't hooked up to public waterworks or electricity, and I adore Harry Potter. From what I've heard your parents would probably try to ward me away from their daughter with a cross.

Yes....but if you were standing next to Obliteration, they'd probably see you ringed with golden light or something. And Obliteration might be more inclined to defend his brother-in-law.

[Voidus]

And I'm sure if you were all family then the two of you could convince Obliteration to keeping his Obliterationing to people who tried to insist that Reckoners was cosmere.

[Edgedancer he/him]

The most irritating kind. *coughEragoncough*

Which one is that?

That Epic would be the Metal.

 

Yes....but if you were standing next to Obliteration, they'd probably see you ringed with golden light or something. And Obliteration might be more inclined to defend his brother-in-law.

"Hey mom, do you remember when I braught Obliteration home and married him? Well, he really likes the guy I picked to be Abbie's new boyfriend. I'm sure you understand."

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

That Epic would be the Metal.

"Hey mom, do you remember when I braught Obliteration home and married him? Well, he really likes the guy I picked to be Abbie's new boyfriend. I'm sure you understand."

How did I wind up in a love triangle with two OP Epics?

And just like that, family arguments became much, much simpler.

[Edgedancer he/him]

How did I wind up in a love triangle with two OP Epics?

And just like that, family arguments became much, much simpler.

Because you like their choice of clothing? Look at the bright side, the Metal doesn't want to kill everyone just the ones that get on his nerves.

 

All disagreements have been obliterated.

[Voidus]

Well there's also PP but given that he has a yandere wife that might be even less safe of an option than Obliteration

[Curious Anamaximder he/him]

The Moral: Obliteration is just gonna blow stuff up, kids.

[Voidus]

A day in the life of: The Jedi

Greetings reader, My name is Wilson Smith (No relation) although I now go by 'the Jedi'. See a few years back some weird red star started handing out superpowers like it was candy at a sociopath convention. Some people got the ability to throw fireballs, some people drowned cities, some people got the ability to see the future.
I got the ability to open doors. Any door, anywhere, no matter whether or not it's locked.

This was my day.

Waking up at sometime around noon I gave a mental command to the vault door of the west Houston central bank, causing its intricate locking mechanisms to unlock and the door to swing gently open as I exited. Taking a brief moment to grab a slice of bread from the entry hall I let the vault doors swing shut as the entrance doors opened just in time for me to stride outside.

In case you were wondering, yes I absolutely do the jedi handwave when I open doors. I don't have to but it looks cool. Better than dressing up in a cape and wearing my underwear on the outside anyway.

Walking down the steps I waved a cheerful hello to a few people who gave me an odd look. I never quite knew how but somehow people always picked me out as being, not necessarily an Epic, but different at least. Still enough people knew that I was one of the few people who didn't need to work (One of the benefits of being able to walk through any door you like, you're never short of money) so maybe that was the reason they were looking at me strangely.

I walked down the street to the nearest supermarket, today felt like a chips day and one of the reasons I'd chosen to sleep in this particular bank vault is that it was quite close to one of the only stores that still sold good old fashioned salt and vinegar flavoured chips. The couple dozen gold bricks someone had left there was nice too but really it was all about those chips.

Waving my hand as I approached the automatic doors they slid smoothly open and then closed behind me. I know it's pointless to use it on automatic doors but you've got to get your kicks somehow right? Walking down the aisles, dimly lit by a few flickering fluorescent lights, I spotted the chips only to find that they'd run out of salt and vinegar.

Twirling dramatically I set about finding the manager. After a heated discussion and several threats to boycott the store the manager still hadn't budged. Causing the cash-register to whisk open, I exited the stoor, still not sure why cash registers worked sometimes and not others.

I set about finding whoever had bought the entire weeks stock of salt and vinegar chips. I should clarify that by 'set about' I meant I weant house-to-house following the faintest whiff of salty flavourings in search of my beloved chips.

After accidentally walking in on three people on the toilet and two people in slightly.... less decent circumstances I opted to at least just stick to kitchens, it wasn't too likely that someone would stash them anywhere else was it?

I nearly got shot another time, an angry man in a v-neck gesturing at me angrily with his 9mm, luckily I had some amount of control over the force with which doors opened and the last I saw of him the man was clutching a broken nose after the pantry door had mysteriously burst open next to him.

 

It was nearly 3 o'clock when I first found success, several discarded chips packets in someones bin outside. The chase was on.

Entering through the front door I stalked through the hallways of the old yellow-brick house, salty scent growing stronger with every step I sprang into the kitchen, causing fridge, pantry and every cupboard door in the room to burst open.

 

There they were, nearly 20 packets of delicious potatoey goodness.

"Who dares enter the house of GreaseTrap!?" A voice yelled as an acne-faced man in his mid-20's thundered down a set of nearby stairs before slipping and crashing to the bottom.

I quickly grabbed as many packets as I could before vaulting over the grease-covered body of the flailing man. I guessed he was an Epic? Either that or he had some serious skin condition. Causing the front door to slam shut behind me I ran down the street, ducking into another nearby house before hopping their back fence to lose the weird grease-guy.

It was nearly 5 by the time I got back to the bank, one packet of chips opened already to enjoy on the way back was nearly empty, I'd stopped to pick up some soda on the way back and as the vault doors closed behind me I threw most of the chips into one corner of the room before setting another packet down next to my armchair. I turned on my tv, my small generator chugging away to supply the power for it and sat back to enjoy some chips, soda and my blue-ray copy of return of the Jedi.

I am the Jedi and today was pretty cool.