So, I suppose I should probably start with a description of myself, what I do, what I'm into, that short of hwuskdf, but I won't, because those things bore the heck out me. Ask my duel enrollment virtual school teachers. They make us post this long introductory thing on the discussion boards every time we take a class, and I've taken a ton. Drives me NUTS. So they tend to come out kind of cranky. Case in point, my latest introduction, to an earth science class I took this summer:
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---I have to do one of these every time I take one of these classes, and I'm
beginning to get really sick of it.
My name is Zabby Grant. Yes, that's a
weird name. No, I'm not going to tell you how I got it.I am 17, reclusive, and
crabby. Don't send me any messages. I won't answer. Unless you tick me off. In
which case I'll flame you as you've never been flamed before. I like Harry
Potter and Anime, Firefly and House. I'm an avid lover of forum based roleplays.
I have cats. Lots of cats. I'm that typical anti social slightly creepy computer
addict you probably tormented all through high school. I ask only that you
remember this one thing about me.I DON'T LIKE YOU.
Thank you for your
time.Zabby.
I thought I just said I wasn't going to do an introductory post? Hrm. Oh well.
All right, formalities over, let's jump right into the good stuff. But what to rant about first?Well, I’m on a Dr. Who kick right now. Like, MAJOR. Sort of an illegally-downloading-every-episode-of-season-four-burning-Billie-Piper-in-effigy-building-and-then-destroying-tin-foil-and-scrap-Daleks-in-my-back-yard sort of thing. And this kick? It’s kind of been going on for a while now. Year or six, but if you live by Gallifreyan philosophy, time is sort of irrelevant anyhow, isn’t it? Forget all that wibly-wobbly timey-wimey nonsense, the real truth is it don’t mean squat.So, anyway, I’m approaching registered Whoovian status here, and I’d like to take a moment to cuss Russel T. Davies out.I adore Dr. Who and, because I don’t get to spend enough quality (AKA: Not being frefkweh-ed out) time with me mum, I’m continually searching for new ways to force her to tolerate my presence for extended periods of time. And one of my most recent mediums has been through the study of space and time and the maneuvering of individuals through it (Meaning: Dr. Who. Duh). I and various others had attempted this several times, only to be met with miserable failure each time.And then, as though in answer to my prayers, the clouds disappeared, the heavens opened, and the satellite dish beamed down directly from London to my T.V., the astounding, the incredible, the ever-snarky….Donna Noble! *insert cheering here*
Let me just make this crystal clear real quick for those of you in the audience with reduced mental capacities.
I FJSKWIDFLS-ING LOVE DONNA NOBLE.
She's exactly what I've always wanted in a companion. She's drab and obnoxiouse, unsuccessful and bad tempered, and so very real I fully expect to run into her on the street at any moment.
And, more importantly, she is not, in any way, shape, or form, and could never in any reality be contrued to be, a Mary Sue.
Now, I brought this up to my mother the other day and failed to make my point entirely because I could not adequately define the term 'Mary Sue'. So, to make things easier, I went out and looked it up to help those of you who do not have Fanfiction.net bookmarked.
An original character (fem.) in fanfic or an original story, usually on the
internet, who is far superior to all other characters. She is typically
beautiful, intelligent, kind, and in all other ways "perfect". She usually
serves as an important part in a pivotal plot element (ie: a prophecy) and becomes romantically involved with the author's favourite character in the story. The internet fiction world runs rampant with these characters.
dracosluvur: My character's name is Alienne Raven Jewel Sassandra Moonflower
Romance Shimmer Honeybeam, she came to Hogwarts after being separated from her family in the U.S. and sold into illegal slavery in Japan, she's fluent in both
languages and is part Fae. She has snow-white skin, black hair and sparkling
eyes that change colour. She's tall, thin and busty, she fills in as the Charms
professor sometimes and doesn't really have a house because she's just that
unsortable so she has her own luxury room in one of the towers. Almost the
entire male population adores her, staff and students, and she gets perfect
marks and it figures that she is the one who actually kills voldemort.
SatiricalBanshee: AGH!DUCK AND COVER! MARY-SUE!
Being an avid reader of fanfiction, I have a natural predjudice against Mary-Sues, and Dr. Who is, unfourtunetly, CHOCK FULL OF EM. I don't want to start harping on Rose. A lot of people really like Rose. I have even found her tolerable on occasion (usually when she's unconciouse and/or in pain). But her middle name is Mary. She's blonde, gorgeous, intelligent, super powerful (absorbed any time vortexs lately?), the entire male cast is in love with her (Micky, Jack, well, Jack dosn't really count. He loves everyone) and managed to do what absolutely no one has managed to do in the multiple decades in which this show has been on the air. She made the Doctor fall in love with her. So, needless to say, every female in my household want's her pretty little blonde head deep fried on a silver platter and served with a side of chips.
I lull myself to sleep at night dreaming of being taken away in the Tardis with the doctor, and then I see Rose and remember that the Doctor only takes the gorgeous and talented into space with him, and I'm skjdgwa out of luck.
And then, oh, and then came Donna.
And suddenly, it was possible (never mind the whole fictional bit, I'm crazy, remember?)! If Donna could travel the stars with the Doctor, so could I! She was a real person, not a Barbie, and the female audiance could relate to her far more closely than we ever could with wish fullfillment Rose or female-empowerment gone bad Martha.
For goodness sake, Donna did the impossible and got my mom hooked for an entire season.
And then, may God smite you with a sonic screwdriver Russel T Davies, you wiped her memory and kicked her out. I mean, what the fdjskghfl?! I can't begin to imagine what came over you. Just wasn't fulfilling enough boyish fantasies? What? Women watch Dr. Who too, you know! And Donna gave us a kind of power that Martha and Rose could never accomplish.
She was not a sex object, she was the Doctor's friend. Period. And she did a djskwits good job of it, too.
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