|when bad fics go too far
||[Oct. 23rd, 2004|10:48 pm]
Gundam Wing badfics!
|||||GRRR...Bad fics make Hulk mad||]|
Its my first port on this community and I hope it won't be the last. Here is a story that I found different to say the least.
Story or Series Title: Girl made of glass (dont let this title fool you, it turns out she isn't made of glass after all) http://www.fanfiction.net/s/860225/1/
Perp Author: Little_one1 (redundant much)
Any rating?: PG-13
Canon characters Being mutilated involved: Heero (he becomes a very caring person, someone that would love awalk on a sun-set lit beach, but then turns back into his regular self, sorta)
Any redeeming value?: I would say it flows good, but for it being pointless to begin and for her makeing too many Grammar and Spelling mistakes mutilates all redeemingness.
Repeat offender or possibility of it? There are still more clithes that she didn't not use in her story, so I would say yes.
Give us a taste of the poison:
“Would you excuse me? I just need a bit of fresh air.” And with that, she got up and walked out of the meeting room. Une glanced at Heero; Heero glanced back and walked out of the meeting room as well. *Yes, it must have been Une's glance that made him do it*
Diana continued to walk until she reached to large glass door that led out to a huge garden. Once in the garden, Diana located a small gray bench and sat down on it. “I never want this.... I never wanted a war. I would gladly give up my crown but...” then she broke down into tears. Diana didn’t hear the footsteps coming closer or notice that someone had sit down on the bench. After a minute wait, a hand placed it’s self on her shoulder. Before she could say anything, she was pulled into a hug. *What? Heero give a complete stranger a hug? WTF? It must be Hug Day or something. Yes, yes thats it!*
“I know you don’t want war.” A deep monotone voice whispered. *How does he do it? He can read eveyone like book, can't he?*
Diana looked up to be faced with the most dark and yet beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. His dark brown hair was messy and some held over the front of his face. Although he seemed to have no emotions, his eyes said something else. He looked to be about 18 no more than 19 years old.
“I wish there was something I could do, but Drake has control not me.” Diana whispered in a sad voice. *Damn those old men and their lust for control (spelling?) of younge girls*
“That is where you’re wrong. You are 18 and that entitles you to have complete control over what happens to your country.” The deep voice stated “This what your going to do, your going to go back in there and control your country. Understood?” *That is your mision, and you must, I repeat, must not fail*
Diana nodded and she stood up and walked back into the meeting with her head held high. *What a talker that Heero is*
Full name plus any additional titles or aliases: Diana, she is a Queen apparently, but act like a 12 year old winy bitch with extreme PMS.
Hair color (It’s easier if you use the text from the fic): "Her hair was long and a light brown" Very nice, straight and to the point
Eye color (see above): "her eyes were also brown" Wow, how exiting.
Unusual markings and colorations: Seems to be able to change clothes every other scene.
Gundam name and style (if any): None. But if she did my guess is it would be a Glass Doll.
Mary Sue’s/Gary Stu’s Victim Love Interest of the Day: Heero *Poor dude*
Special Possessions (if any): Uhh...nope
Annoying Origin: I have no clue about her past except that she is Royalty, though I still don't quite understand how.
Annoying Connections to Canon: She is a Queen and was declaring war agaisnt Relena, but then didn't within a whole 5 minutes into the story.
Annoying Special Abilities: Over Dramatized dreams
Other Annoying Traits Worth Noting: She likes to break things, doesn't notice she is cut or bleeding...ever, made up a new sport 'Extreme Bitching', tells Heero off without him beating her like the rag-doll she is, and randomly feels bad for what she has done.
I apologise for any spelling mistakes and such.