Isabella/Phoenix/Fate

[potcsues]

TITLE: Changeling?
CULPRIT: Gypsyy
SUMMARY: "Take one CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, add 1 outcast gypsy and you get MY FANFIC! R&R PLZ!"
BEST LINE: "'Konrad named me Phoenix because I always rise from ashes and am stronger each time. I certainly rose from ashes,’ Isabella thought. ‘But, I’m NOT fire. I’m ice.’ The irony wasn’t lost on her." Man... that's

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[cuileann]

Oh brother.

Everything in this fic is stupid. The complete lack of knowledge about basic history and her HunchbackofNotraDame!Gypsies piss me off.

/rant

Branding someone was like branding a horse. They'd put a brand in with the coals until it was burning hot, then push it into your flesh. Fun.

And they didn't have "Tatoo Parlors" back then. They were not "teh kewlies". The way you would get a tatoo was with a knife, some India ink, balls of steel, and hopefully a friend with a steady hand. And they hurt like shit. And infections could be deadly. Piercings: put a needle in a flame for awhile, then poke it though your ear. That's the way my mom pierced her ears, and that was in the 60's. You bled profusely, and inflection almost certian.

As for the gypies...Gypies does NOT equal hippy. Gypsies had a very structured social, and actually had very strict rules about womens' place in society. Women did not wear red. Women did not wear Sue's ensemble, it screams whore. Women were considered VERY unclean in their society. They were usually married by age 12-13, and if their husband died, they got married again.

Gypsies were NOT pale, they orginate from Northern India and are brownish skinned. They had their own languge, and usually had two names- one in their own tongue and (men, mostly) one in the language of the country they were residing in. Latisha?? WtF?

/end rant