A day late, But the Ratings Guide is up
So I spent an hour typing up a Ratings Guide and another 25 minutes changing the ratings of the previous four sues (if I change the rating, I have to change the tags, then I have to change the memory category and the Memories page is always "temporarily unavailable". Psh.).
This is my third attempt at doing today's Sue. This first time, I wasted an hour trying to find a sue that rated TWO or under. (I mean, really, what was I thinking?) Second time, found a Sue fic but ended up taking a nap instead.
So: here. Attempt #3.
TITLE: Crazy
SINNER AUTHOR'S NAME: inu-yasha1022
NUMBER OR SPORKS IT TAKES TO KILL THIS SUE:
FULL NAME(with titles): Major Raeka Kakanshi (Yes! another japanese wannabe!)
SPECIES: Human
HAIR (with adjectives): Not mentioned, but it was messy on The Next Day
EYES (with adjectives): Not mentioned
UNUSUAL MARKINGS: None
POSSESSIONS: An Alarm Clock, and A Long, Tiring Dream About the Past.
ANNOYING ORIGIN: Don't know, but it causes Long, Tiring Dreams
ANNOYING CONNECTIONS TO CANON: She's Roy's girlfriend/secretary-like person. And is also an investigator. Works with Armstrong. Roy takes her out to dinner.
ANNOYING SPECIAL ABILITIES: Solving murder cases without evidence
OTHER ANNOYING TRAITS: She has random moments where she decides to speak in ALL CAPS, has spontaneous wangst moments, and she did the equivalent of glomping Hughes.
NOTES:
This Sue has no point. The story has no plot. I have no idea what the Sue is there for except that she is macking on Roy and gets jealous over "bimbo" waitresses. She's just there. It's like the author did a OOC Royai relationship study piece and took out Riza and added Raeka.
Riza's probably tied to a bench somewhere. I wait in anticipation for her retaliation.
Oh, did I mention there was a random Song!insert?
SAMPLE:
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP! BEEP!
“SHUT UP YOU STUPID THING!” I screamed at my alarm clock, while throwing it at a wall and smashing it into little bits. I just so happened to see the time before it crashed. It was 7:30am! And I had to be to work by 8. My damn alarm clock had been going off for 30 minutes(Wow. And before it said she got home at 7:20 PM, and took a shower and went to bed. There's something as TOO much sleep, ya know?). Unbelievable! I decided to skip my shower and brush my hair, it smelled fine(To you, maybe.). I got ready for work in less than 5 minutes which was amazing. I didn’t have a car.
“SHIT!” I screamed. “I’M SO FUCKING LATE!(Poor Shift-key, I guess the suethor likes Caps Lock better.)” I ran out the door, locking it in the process, had nothing to eat while running like lightning to get to work.
I finally arrived in Roy’s office, one minute to 8 o’clock. New record time! I was a mess. Hair messy, uniform wrinkled, panting like I hadn’t had a breath of air for a while. Everyone in the office stared. They stared like I was a crazy man. Just like a crazy man running away from the police. I went and sat down at my own desk, straightening myself out. (I mean, really, how long does it take you to brush your hair? It doesn't have to be thourough, just tamed.)
“A little out of order today, Major Kakanshi?” Ooh that Roy! Mocking me…
“No, Colonel, sir. Difficulties would work though…” I stand up and salute the Colonel while speaking. His smirk indicates his cockiness of the day. The nerve of him! Yesterday acting all nice and such! Now today, he’s acting like and ass. Grr! He walks toward his desk; I’m still standing, with both of my arms to the sides, mentally preparing myself for any verbal attacks. There are none. I sit down, hoping I can do anything besides paperwork today, hopefully.
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“I’m BAAAAAAA-AAAACK!” A voice sang. I jumped up from my seat and hugged this lovable person (No Maes! Run from the Glomping Sue!).
“Maes! You’re back!” I cried happily with my arms around his neck, and his arms around my waist. This angered Roy, I laughed at the thought. ((LUV TRIANGLE-CIRCLE-THINGGY WITH RIGHT ANGLES! And a Pony -----Quoted by Mac, who is helping slash reading slash screwing up my story (buh... wha?))) As one of my arms was around his waist, his arm was around my shoulders. Then Maes started to speak….(Poor ellipses. Misused and abused.)
“What is it Roy? Not happy that I’m back?” You could see the vein in Roy’s forehead pulse from anger(Oh. THANK you for that lovely image.). For some reason, I had just noticed that Maes, Roy, and I were the only ones in the room. I guess no one wanted to hear Maes ramble on about random things again.
“It’s nice to have you back Hughes, but I don’t like the fact that you’re hanging on my girlfriend.” He said, with a slight glare.
‘Wait, wait a minute here! Did he just call me his girlfriend? You’ve got to be kidding me!’ I had a look on my face, of which showed the following things: anger, confusion, bewilderment, dumfounded ness, and a few other things…. Maes took his arm off of my shoulders, and I took mine from his waist.
“Oh, sorry Roy!” He said smiling. Then he turned to me. “I didn’t know you two were going out!” He said with a smile, and you could just see the little hearts around him. Kinda like how Armstrong has those sparkles around him. How does he get those sparklies anyways?
“Since when?” I said, glaring in Roy’s direction, he had his backed turned. I crossed my arms, and gave his direction a questioning look. Maes had a confused look on his face. He was utterly confused! Roy turned around; a shocked, yet serious look covered his features. “Well?” I asked in a serious tone, quirking my eyebrow. He then crossed his arms. His shocked look went away, and it was more serious than anger, but anger was in there so ya, whatever.
“We’ve been going out for a few weeks now, Raeka. Have you not noticed that?” It was almost like, somewhat of a cry. He seemed so, hurt…. He seemed so, unlike himself…. (So OOC... Curse you and your Sue Radiation.)
“Well, going out as in going out to places to hang out and talk to each other. We’re not exactly dating. A boyfriend to me is someone who is by me at all times, whether or not if they’re physically there. Someone who would take the rap for me. Someone who would make me feel, as if, there is no tomorrow that the one perfect moment will last forever. Someone who I love and that someone would love me back. Not someone who is looking for a good time that they can get without a price!(Oooo.... she's good... Spontaneous Angst!
And in a Paragraph of DOOM too!). ” I had tears swelling up; I will not let him win. No, I will not! But I couldn’t promise myself that. I walked fast out of the room, hoping if he tried to stop me, at least I wouldn’t make a scene by running. My tears streamed from my eyes. I kept my head down and picked up my pace when I heard footsteps behind me. I clenched my teeth and fists, wanting Roy to leave me alone. Maybe staying late after work wasn’t such a bad idea in the first place. The footsteps behind me quickened when I quickened. The person I assumed to be Roy, who really is, grabbed my wrist and we stopped. I turned around and screamed at him.
“ROY! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screamed into his face, but it wasn’t Roy after all. This person was Maes. I had a look that I was about to start sobbing. I did start to sob. Maes pulled me into his chest, and held me. As I hugged him while I cried, he petted my head and spoke to me so only I could hear, even though I was crying so hard, making a scene.
“Don’t worry. It’s okay, you’ll be fine.” He told me. We stood that way for a while. Me, this 17 year old girl(A Major at 17, and she's not even an alchemist! Sparklypoo much?), acting like I was 10, with this 25 year old man, who was acting like the father I never had(*insert Phantom in 15 Minutes Daddy Issues Joke*). Yet, my heart didn’t feel that way. Sometimes, I couldn’t help myself, but to gush when I saw him. Even though, he was more like a best friend, someone who I could always, no matter what, tell things to.(Comma, Comma, Comma, Comma, Comma) He would always love me for who I am(Wait... where's Gracia?) Roy was standing in the hallway, in front of his office, watching us. He felt anger and sadness all the same. He went into his office, locked the door, and did the paperwork that was left for me to do. (Apparently, she can sense Roy's emotions, she can sense paperwork being done inside a locked office. Only Riza has this skill to sniff out slackers. And Gracia is Hughes's CANON wife. I'm beginning to think this Suethor was too lazy to write the female characters and just shoved all their good traits into a blender, along with some horse manure and some of Armstrong's sparkly-ness, and out popped Miss Raeka Kakanshi.)
This is my third attempt at doing today's Sue. This first time, I wasted an hour trying to find a sue that rated TWO or under. (I mean, really, what was I thinking?) Second time, found a Sue fic but ended up taking a nap instead.
So: here. Attempt #3.
TITLE: Crazy
SINNER AUTHOR'S NAME: inu-yasha1022
NUMBER OR SPORKS IT TAKES TO KILL THIS SUE:
FULL NAME(with titles): Major Raeka Kakanshi (Yes! another japanese wannabe!)
SPECIES: Human
HAIR (with adjectives): Not mentioned, but it was messy on The Next Day
EYES (with adjectives): Not mentioned
UNUSUAL MARKINGS: None
POSSESSIONS: An Alarm Clock, and A Long, Tiring Dream About the Past.
ANNOYING ORIGIN: Don't know, but it causes Long, Tiring Dreams
ANNOYING CONNECTIONS TO CANON: She's Roy's girlfriend/secretary-like person. And is also an investigator. Works with Armstrong. Roy takes her out to dinner.
ANNOYING SPECIAL ABILITIES: Solving murder cases without evidence
OTHER ANNOYING TRAITS: She has random moments where she decides to speak in ALL CAPS, has spontaneous wangst moments, and she did the equivalent of glomping Hughes.
NOTES:
This Sue has no point. The story has no plot. I have no idea what the Sue is there for except that she is macking on Roy and gets jealous over "bimbo" waitresses. She's just there. It's like the author did a OOC Royai relationship study piece and took out Riza and added Raeka.
Riza's probably tied to a bench somewhere. I wait in anticipation for her retaliation.
Oh, did I mention there was a random Song!insert?
SAMPLE:
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP! BEEP!
“SHUT UP YOU STUPID THING!” I screamed at my alarm clock, while throwing it at a wall and smashing it into little bits. I just so happened to see the time before it crashed. It was 7:30am! And I had to be to work by 8. My damn alarm clock had been going off for 30 minutes(Wow. And before it said she got home at 7:20 PM, and took a shower and went to bed. There's something as TOO much sleep, ya know?). Unbelievable! I decided to skip my shower and brush my hair, it smelled fine(To you, maybe.). I got ready for work in less than 5 minutes which was amazing. I didn’t have a car.
“SHIT!” I screamed. “I’M SO FUCKING LATE!(Poor Shift-key, I guess the suethor likes Caps Lock better.)” I ran out the door, locking it in the process, had nothing to eat while running like lightning to get to work.
I finally arrived in Roy’s office, one minute to 8 o’clock. New record time! I was a mess. Hair messy, uniform wrinkled, panting like I hadn’t had a breath of air for a while. Everyone in the office stared. They stared like I was a crazy man. Just like a crazy man running away from the police. I went and sat down at my own desk, straightening myself out. (I mean, really, how long does it take you to brush your hair? It doesn't have to be thourough, just tamed.)
“A little out of order today, Major Kakanshi?” Ooh that Roy! Mocking me…
“No, Colonel, sir. Difficulties would work though…” I stand up and salute the Colonel while speaking. His smirk indicates his cockiness of the day. The nerve of him! Yesterday acting all nice and such! Now today, he’s acting like and ass. Grr! He walks toward his desk; I’m still standing, with both of my arms to the sides, mentally preparing myself for any verbal attacks. There are none. I sit down, hoping I can do anything besides paperwork today, hopefully.
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“I’m BAAAAAAA-AAAACK!” A voice sang. I jumped up from my seat and hugged this lovable person (No Maes! Run from the Glomping Sue!).
“Maes! You’re back!” I cried happily with my arms around his neck, and his arms around my waist. This angered Roy, I laughed at the thought. ((LUV TRIANGLE-CIRCLE-THINGGY WITH RIGHT ANGLES! And a Pony -----Quoted by Mac, who is helping slash reading slash screwing up my story (buh... wha?))) As one of my arms was around his waist, his arm was around my shoulders. Then Maes started to speak….(Poor ellipses. Misused and abused.)
“What is it Roy? Not happy that I’m back?” You could see the vein in Roy’s forehead pulse from anger(Oh. THANK you for that lovely image.). For some reason, I had just noticed that Maes, Roy, and I were the only ones in the room. I guess no one wanted to hear Maes ramble on about random things again.
“It’s nice to have you back Hughes, but I don’t like the fact that you’re hanging on my girlfriend.” He said, with a slight glare.
‘Wait, wait a minute here! Did he just call me his girlfriend? You’ve got to be kidding me!’ I had a look on my face, of which showed the following things: anger, confusion, bewilderment, dumfounded ness, and a few other things…. Maes took his arm off of my shoulders, and I took mine from his waist.
“Oh, sorry Roy!” He said smiling. Then he turned to me. “I didn’t know you two were going out!” He said with a smile, and you could just see the little hearts around him. Kinda like how Armstrong has those sparkles around him. How does he get those sparklies anyways?
“Since when?” I said, glaring in Roy’s direction, he had his backed turned. I crossed my arms, and gave his direction a questioning look. Maes had a confused look on his face. He was utterly confused! Roy turned around; a shocked, yet serious look covered his features. “Well?” I asked in a serious tone, quirking my eyebrow. He then crossed his arms. His shocked look went away, and it was more serious than anger, but anger was in there so ya, whatever.
“We’ve been going out for a few weeks now, Raeka. Have you not noticed that?” It was almost like, somewhat of a cry. He seemed so, hurt…. He seemed so, unlike himself…. (So OOC... Curse you and your Sue Radiation.)
“Well, going out as in going out to places to hang out and talk to each other. We’re not exactly dating. A boyfriend to me is someone who is by me at all times, whether or not if they’re physically there. Someone who would take the rap for me. Someone who would make me feel, as if, there is no tomorrow that the one perfect moment will last forever. Someone who I love and that someone would love me back. Not someone who is looking for a good time that they can get without a price!(Oooo.... she's good... Spontaneous Angst!
And in a Paragraph of DOOM too!). ” I had tears swelling up; I will not let him win. No, I will not! But I couldn’t promise myself that. I walked fast out of the room, hoping if he tried to stop me, at least I wouldn’t make a scene by running. My tears streamed from my eyes. I kept my head down and picked up my pace when I heard footsteps behind me. I clenched my teeth and fists, wanting Roy to leave me alone. Maybe staying late after work wasn’t such a bad idea in the first place. The footsteps behind me quickened when I quickened. The person I assumed to be Roy, who really is, grabbed my wrist and we stopped. I turned around and screamed at him.
“ROY! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screamed into his face, but it wasn’t Roy after all. This person was Maes. I had a look that I was about to start sobbing. I did start to sob. Maes pulled me into his chest, and held me. As I hugged him while I cried, he petted my head and spoke to me so only I could hear, even though I was crying so hard, making a scene.
“Don’t worry. It’s okay, you’ll be fine.” He told me. We stood that way for a while. Me, this 17 year old girl(A Major at 17, and she's not even an alchemist! Sparklypoo much?), acting like I was 10, with this 25 year old man, who was acting like the father I never had(*insert Phantom in 15 Minutes Daddy Issues Joke*). Yet, my heart didn’t feel that way. Sometimes, I couldn’t help myself, but to gush when I saw him. Even though, he was more like a best friend, someone who I could always, no matter what, tell things to.(Comma, Comma, Comma, Comma, Comma) He would always love me for who I am(Wait... where's Gracia?) Roy was standing in the hallway, in front of his office, watching us. He felt anger and sadness all the same. He went into his office, locked the door, and did the paperwork that was left for me to do. (Apparently, she can sense Roy's emotions, she can sense paperwork being done inside a locked office. Only Riza has this skill to sniff out slackers. And Gracia is Hughes's CANON wife. I'm beginning to think this Suethor was too lazy to write the female characters and just shoved all their good traits into a blender, along with some horse manure and some of Armstrong's sparkly-ness, and out popped Miss Raeka Kakanshi.)