"I'm saving the internet, one fanfic at a time"? You WISH, basher.
You know something is wrong when you run into this-
Hello, my name is Sabrina, I'm sixteen, and I'm here to prove that not all teenaged girls write the drivel you're used to. I'm saving the internet, one fanfic at a time.
And then you run into this a few paragraphs down-
Kairi. I seriously hope she chokes on a paopu fruit. Guess you should shared that fruit with life, huh, you stupid wench? Did you see her keyblade? Oh my god, gayest thing ever. Gayer than "Bond of Flames". Well, I guess not. Gayer than Marluxia. Meh, nevermind, nothing's gayer than Marluxia. (Damn her for being slightly more likable in KH2.) I sometimes wonder why she's even there, since every guy in the game is so obviously bent. Well, maybe not Xigbar. But he'd sooner shoot her. That's why I like Xigbar.
Aerith. Oh, my good Lord, Aerith. Her freaking voiced my Mandy Moore and her gentille manner and her happiness with life and her fraggin' "Lush Gardens" or whatever the hell it is. Like, why is she there? Sorry, "Aerith", but what God damn use are you? She runs around with her flower power. That's about the extent of it. Basically, she stands there. That's all well and good Aerith, but if you're not going to do anything except spread good cheer, go help some orphans or something. The next time a horde of rampaging Heartless is swarming the city and slaughtering everything in sight and the only way to kill them is to whack 'em with a petunia, I'll give you call! In the meantime, feel free to hand out your pesticide-free hybrid tulips somewhere else, because unless the thorns on that rose can cut through brick, I hate you, you're useless, go away.
Tohru. Take all your good cheer and whole-hearted love and selflessness and shove it where the sun don't shine. Oh, wait, I forgot: you're Tohru Honda, to you, there's nowhere the sun don't shine! Really, can we reflect on your life for a moment? Your mom's dead. Your dad's dead. You're not smart. Your family called you a whore. Just go kill yourself already. God, I hope Akito beats the shit out of you. But then you'd just get up and hug him and tell him how it's not his fault, and go through all your puppies and rainbows and psycho-babble crap that he'd turn soft and fall immediately in love with you. At that point in the story, I would walk in, stab you in the eyes, throw your body out to the door onto jagged rocks, beat you with a baseball bat, shoot you in the kneecaps and any vital organs that bleed excruciatingly slowly, and then, just to spite you, hit you repeatedly with a bag of kittens. And all the while I'd be wearing earplugs so I wouldn't have to hear your sugar sweet voice telling me how much you love me and it's not my fault and you freaking understand. And what would I say? "Understand this, pseudo-saratonin-high bitch!" (whacks with kitty)
Yep, it's a basher with a self righteous complex of herself. :\ Not fun.
You know what I don't get? People like her who hate and bash the main character of a series they supposively "love" (in this situation, it would be the girl hating Tohru). I mean, HOW do you do it? You see and read the main character's perspective and feelings more than anyone else in the series, so how can you hate that? Or how can you stick with a fandom when you hate the freakin' main character?
I think it's easy to answer when it comes to Fruits Basket- hot guys. *sigh*
Hello, my name is Sabrina, I'm sixteen, and I'm here to prove that not all teenaged girls write the drivel you're used to. I'm saving the internet, one fanfic at a time.
And then you run into this a few paragraphs down-
Kairi. I seriously hope she chokes on a paopu fruit. Guess you should shared that fruit with life, huh, you stupid wench? Did you see her keyblade? Oh my god, gayest thing ever. Gayer than "Bond of Flames". Well, I guess not. Gayer than Marluxia. Meh, nevermind, nothing's gayer than Marluxia. (Damn her for being slightly more likable in KH2.) I sometimes wonder why she's even there, since every guy in the game is so obviously bent. Well, maybe not Xigbar. But he'd sooner shoot her. That's why I like Xigbar.
Aerith. Oh, my good Lord, Aerith. Her freaking voiced my Mandy Moore and her gentille manner and her happiness with life and her fraggin' "Lush Gardens" or whatever the hell it is. Like, why is she there? Sorry, "Aerith", but what God damn use are you? She runs around with her flower power. That's about the extent of it. Basically, she stands there. That's all well and good Aerith, but if you're not going to do anything except spread good cheer, go help some orphans or something. The next time a horde of rampaging Heartless is swarming the city and slaughtering everything in sight and the only way to kill them is to whack 'em with a petunia, I'll give you call! In the meantime, feel free to hand out your pesticide-free hybrid tulips somewhere else, because unless the thorns on that rose can cut through brick, I hate you, you're useless, go away.
Tohru. Take all your good cheer and whole-hearted love and selflessness and shove it where the sun don't shine. Oh, wait, I forgot: you're Tohru Honda, to you, there's nowhere the sun don't shine! Really, can we reflect on your life for a moment? Your mom's dead. Your dad's dead. You're not smart. Your family called you a whore. Just go kill yourself already. God, I hope Akito beats the shit out of you. But then you'd just get up and hug him and tell him how it's not his fault, and go through all your puppies and rainbows and psycho-babble crap that he'd turn soft and fall immediately in love with you. At that point in the story, I would walk in, stab you in the eyes, throw your body out to the door onto jagged rocks, beat you with a baseball bat, shoot you in the kneecaps and any vital organs that bleed excruciatingly slowly, and then, just to spite you, hit you repeatedly with a bag of kittens. And all the while I'd be wearing earplugs so I wouldn't have to hear your sugar sweet voice telling me how much you love me and it's not my fault and you freaking understand. And what would I say? "Understand this, pseudo-saratonin-high bitch!" (whacks with kitty)
Yep, it's a basher with a self righteous complex of herself. :\ Not fun.
You know what I don't get? People like her who hate and bash the main character of a series they supposively "love" (in this situation, it would be the girl hating Tohru). I mean, HOW do you do it? You see and read the main character's perspective and feelings more than anyone else in the series, so how can you hate that? Or how can you stick with a fandom when you hate the freakin' main character?
I think it's easy to answer when it comes to Fruits Basket- hot guys. *sigh*