Poor Kaiba.
First-time poster... am I doing anything wrong?
Story Or Series Title: My friend, maybe more
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Culprit Author's Name: i-am-gamer-hear-me-roar
Full Name (plus titles if any): Meg (her "self apointed nick-name")
Full Species(es): Human. I fear for the race.
Hair Color (include adjectives): "long firey red hair"
Eye Color (include adjectives): "the deepest blue eyes"
Unusual Markings/Colorations: None noted. Yet.
Special Possessions (if any): The best-friendship of Seto Kaiba. Grr.
Annoying Origin: A Suethor near you.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Best friend of Seto Kaiba, babysitter of Mokuba Kaiba.
Annoying Special Abilities: To warp Kaiba's mind and cause him to accidentally summon forth forty viruses.
Other Annoying Traits: She lives.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
It was a rather gloomy day in Domino city. Rain was pouring hard on the ground, as flash's of
Of course, the rain was only pouring on the ground.
lightning lit up the sky and thunder rumbled, shaking the window's with it's sound. The wind continued to pick up, furiously splattering against his bedroom window. All of this was not helping
the story's quality
the lack of concentration problem someone was having. Seto Kaiba, sat on his bed, trying his best to concentrate on the mass of virus's that continued to pour onto his laptop's hardrive like rain.
And here I thought he had firewalls or antivirus programs or something.
The weather matched my mood perfectly.
Did it, now?
He hit the wrong key on his keyboard by accedent, causing around forty more virus's to activate.
Very possible.
" Damn it." he cursed, running a hand back through his hair. He had been making stupid mistake's like that for week's now. It was agrivating as hell. His mind kept wondering to his best friend.
Yes, he, Seto Kaiba, one thought by many to be incapable of making friend's, had one very close friend. Her name is Meg. At least that's what he call her. It was her self apointed nick-name.
It came from her uncanny computer skill's. She had long firey red hair, that was usually done up in a tight, high ponytail and pail/ivory skin, with the deepest blue eyes he had ever seen in his life. She usually wore a, slightly flowy, light brown shirt that showed off ALOT her stomache
Thank you for the emphasis ...
and a pair of darker shaded brown jean's that flaired out at the bottom. She was, in fact, very pretty,
No kidding?
but that's not why he spent most of his free time with her and Mokuba. It was her personality.
Of course it was.
She was nice, caring, a good babysitter, but she still made room for an attitude that matched her hair.
He sighed, flopping backward's back onto his bed.
All right, I'll shoot. What's with the apostrophes?
" I give up." he said in a tired voice. He looked over at his clock, which was sitting on the end table to his right.
Because we needed to know.
" 3:45 p.m," he said aloud, rubbing his eyes with his index finger and thumb. " Maybe Meg's still awake. Mokuba's asleep and Meg is known to stay up well past sunrise,
Well past sunrise, until three forty-five in the afternoon?
so.......I'll give her a call." he said reaching over to the same end table with the clock and picked up the phone. He diald her number and waited as it rang. On the third ring, she picked up.
The real joy, though, comes from reading the author's notes.
"I'm so sorry to all Malik fan's out there! There will be a
fare amount of Malic bashing in futer! (sp?)
(Run's for life from torch and pitch fork carrying Malic fan's, screaming " Please! Some one! Any one! HELP!!!!!!!!!")"
Story Or Series Title: My friend, maybe more
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Culprit Author's Name: i-am-gamer-hear-me-roar
Full Name (plus titles if any): Meg (her "self apointed nick-name")
Full Species(es): Human. I fear for the race.
Hair Color (include adjectives): "long firey red hair"
Eye Color (include adjectives): "the deepest blue eyes"
Unusual Markings/Colorations: None noted. Yet.
Special Possessions (if any): The best-friendship of Seto Kaiba. Grr.
Annoying Origin: A Suethor near you.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Best friend of Seto Kaiba, babysitter of Mokuba Kaiba.
Annoying Special Abilities: To warp Kaiba's mind and cause him to accidentally summon forth forty viruses.
Other Annoying Traits: She lives.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
It was a rather gloomy day in Domino city. Rain was pouring hard on the ground, as flash's of
Of course, the rain was only pouring on the ground.
lightning lit up the sky and thunder rumbled, shaking the window's with it's sound. The wind continued to pick up, furiously splattering against his bedroom window. All of this was not helping
the story's quality
the lack of concentration problem someone was having. Seto Kaiba, sat on his bed, trying his best to concentrate on the mass of virus's that continued to pour onto his laptop's hardrive like rain.
And here I thought he had firewalls or antivirus programs or something.
The weather matched my mood perfectly.
Did it, now?
He hit the wrong key on his keyboard by accedent, causing around forty more virus's to activate.
Very possible.
" Damn it." he cursed, running a hand back through his hair. He had been making stupid mistake's like that for week's now. It was agrivating as hell. His mind kept wondering to his best friend.
Yes, he, Seto Kaiba, one thought by many to be incapable of making friend's, had one very close friend. Her name is Meg. At least that's what he call her. It was her self apointed nick-name.
It came from her uncanny computer skill's. She had long firey red hair, that was usually done up in a tight, high ponytail and pail/ivory skin, with the deepest blue eyes he had ever seen in his life. She usually wore a, slightly flowy, light brown shirt that showed off ALOT her stomache
Thank you for the emphasis ...
and a pair of darker shaded brown jean's that flaired out at the bottom. She was, in fact, very pretty,
No kidding?
but that's not why he spent most of his free time with her and Mokuba. It was her personality.
Of course it was.
She was nice, caring, a good babysitter, but she still made room for an attitude that matched her hair.
He sighed, flopping backward's back onto his bed.
All right, I'll shoot. What's with the apostrophes?
" I give up." he said in a tired voice. He looked over at his clock, which was sitting on the end table to his right.
Because we needed to know.
" 3:45 p.m," he said aloud, rubbing his eyes with his index finger and thumb. " Maybe Meg's still awake. Mokuba's asleep and Meg is known to stay up well past sunrise,
Well past sunrise, until three forty-five in the afternoon?
so.......I'll give her a call." he said reaching over to the same end table with the clock and picked up the phone. He diald her number and waited as it rang. On the third ring, she picked up.
The real joy, though, comes from reading the author's notes.
"I'm so sorry to all Malik fan's out there! There will be a
fare amount of Malic bashing in futer! (sp?)
(Run's for life from torch and pitch fork carrying Malic fan's, screaming " Please! Some one! Any one! HELP!!!!!!!!!")"