3690: Vulpine Wizard - Harry Potter
- The link of the day is a random rant 41227. I’m not sure what I found, but I think the writer is a major brat.
- Flashback Sue
- Don't forget about the Sorting Hat.
- The Fourteenth Annual Pottersues is also currently running.
TITLE: Vulpine Wizard
PERPETRATOR: SmilingJester
SUE-O-METER: toxic
COVER/BANNER ART: A girl with brown hair and fox ears that I think is the character from Spice and Wolf, but I'm not sure.
SUMMARY:”Death saw fit to save Harry Potter from his uncle when the man saw fit to stab the young man. A careless toss later and Harry found himself alone in the Mojave Desert, confused and scared. The Potter heir was now tasked with the immense task of surviving in the desert full of horrors and hardships. M for Violence and Vice. Warning Genderbend. people apparently savagely hate it”
FULL NAME: Harry Potter
SPECIES: I think the title and summary should say it all on this one.
HAIR: I didn't want to look.
EYES: See above
MARKINGS: They're possibly vulpine in nature.
POSSESSIONS: A lot of stuff a player would find in fallout, but aren't necessarily fallout specific.
CONNECTION TO CANON: The best way to describe the story is it feels like someone is reading off a play by play of their game play for the fallout games. I’m saying this despite the fact I’ve not played the games. However, as I get further along, I find myself feeling like I’m reading original fiction instead of fanfiction. This has nothing to do with Harry Potter. Even Harry’s name isn’t used. I believe there are a few references to Fallout in the work, but I’m not sure if it is enough to constitute a fallout fanfic either, or if it only constitutes enough for some parts.
ORIGIN: The writer dumped Harry into the Fallout Franchise.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: The story takes place after 2275 at least. She’s also genderbent, but not really. It kind of just feels like it is there, but not being used.
NOTES: Is it true that people savagely hate genderbend, or is what they really hate how genderbend is misused?
SAMPLE:
"Oh shit NO!" Death cried as he watched a young boy about to be stabbed by his drunk uncle. "Fate will be all over my ass if that happens! AGAIN!" Death reached into the world and grabbed the young child of thirteen and threw him out of the way to another dimension before the uncle could kill him. In his haste, he wasn't watching where he threw the boy. The throw being more of a haphazard toss over the shoulder than moving something out of the way of harm. Left behind in the boy's place was a stray spirit and a scared Vernon. Death plucked the spirit out of the realm, thinking one of the critters had gotten loose again. 'Fucking stupid things. Always wanting freedom. Give them heaven and they still run! This one looks evil though... So back to hell with ya~'
After he sucked the spirit back into the pits of hell that was his stomach, he exhaled a sigh of relief, "Woo! Crisis adverted!" Death looked around his section of the universe, but did not see the Fate's chosen one. "New crisis created! Shit! Uh, uh, uh. Not my domain anymore~!" The god sang out in horror as he ran away from the scene. Death accidentally took Fate's old chosen one too soon, a 'Eddard Stark' and she kicked his ass for centuries for that offense, so he did not want to be anywhere near the scene when it was discovered. His mistake would not be noticed for a long while as Fate had more confidence in humanity to let it be for a few years at a time as she concocted more entertainment in other realities.
[Line Skip]
"No uncle, no!" I cry with my eyes closed. When the knife blow doesn't come, I crack open my eyes and see what is stopping the man, only to see that Vernon is nowhere in sight, that I am somehow in a concrete building. How did I get here? Checking around myself, I see only a room full of disrepair and broken furniture with crap all over it. I probably shouldn't make a nois-, my stomach took this mental command as a signal for rebellion. It let out a roaring growl from five weeks living off bread crumbs and burnt food coupled with the start of puberty. Thank you body, for finally letting me know you are hungry in the worst place imaginable.
With cation in my every movement, I get to my feet, weary of anyone who heard that roar and walk around the room to search for something to tell me where I am. With the search is my hunt for some food. Though, judging by just how bad this building is, I don't think I'll find anything more than a squatter.
I open up one of the desk draws of the many I see through the building, but I find nothing but bottlecaps in the draws. 'Why are there so many bottlecaps around?' I just close the draw back up, leaving it undisturbed before going off hunting further into the building, I notice the place's structure gets worse and worse as I advance. I soon come to a hall with the ceiling collapsed to the ground, but that isn't what shocks me. Under the rubble is a man who is obviously dead, but his body is very bloated and yellow, which stands out in his tattered white lab coat. In front of him is a bag which I grab when I get over my fear of the dead body. He isn't using it and it could have some food.
- Flashback Sue
- Don't forget about the Sorting Hat.
- The Fourteenth Annual Pottersues is also currently running.
TITLE: Vulpine Wizard
PERPETRATOR: SmilingJester
SUE-O-METER: toxic
COVER/BANNER ART: A girl with brown hair and fox ears that I think is the character from Spice and Wolf, but I'm not sure.
SUMMARY:”Death saw fit to save Harry Potter from his uncle when the man saw fit to stab the young man. A careless toss later and Harry found himself alone in the Mojave Desert, confused and scared. The Potter heir was now tasked with the immense task of surviving in the desert full of horrors and hardships. M for Violence and Vice. Warning Genderbend. people apparently savagely hate it”
FULL NAME: Harry Potter
SPECIES: I think the title and summary should say it all on this one.
HAIR: I didn't want to look.
EYES: See above
MARKINGS: They're possibly vulpine in nature.
POSSESSIONS: A lot of stuff a player would find in fallout, but aren't necessarily fallout specific.
CONNECTION TO CANON: The best way to describe the story is it feels like someone is reading off a play by play of their game play for the fallout games. I’m saying this despite the fact I’ve not played the games. However, as I get further along, I find myself feeling like I’m reading original fiction instead of fanfiction. This has nothing to do with Harry Potter. Even Harry’s name isn’t used. I believe there are a few references to Fallout in the work, but I’m not sure if it is enough to constitute a fallout fanfic either, or if it only constitutes enough for some parts.
ORIGIN: The writer dumped Harry into the Fallout Franchise.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: The story takes place after 2275 at least. She’s also genderbent, but not really. It kind of just feels like it is there, but not being used.
NOTES: Is it true that people savagely hate genderbend, or is what they really hate how genderbend is misused?
SAMPLE:
"Oh shit NO!" Death cried as he watched a young boy about to be stabbed by his drunk uncle. "Fate will be all over my ass if that happens! AGAIN!" Death reached into the world and grabbed the young child of thirteen and threw him out of the way to another dimension before the uncle could kill him. In his haste, he wasn't watching where he threw the boy. The throw being more of a haphazard toss over the shoulder than moving something out of the way of harm. Left behind in the boy's place was a stray spirit and a scared Vernon. Death plucked the spirit out of the realm, thinking one of the critters had gotten loose again. 'Fucking stupid things. Always wanting freedom. Give them heaven and they still run! This one looks evil though... So back to hell with ya~'
After he sucked the spirit back into the pits of hell that was his stomach, he exhaled a sigh of relief, "Woo! Crisis adverted!" Death looked around his section of the universe, but did not see the Fate's chosen one. "New crisis created! Shit! Uh, uh, uh. Not my domain anymore~!" The god sang out in horror as he ran away from the scene. Death accidentally took Fate's old chosen one too soon, a 'Eddard Stark' and she kicked his ass for centuries for that offense, so he did not want to be anywhere near the scene when it was discovered. His mistake would not be noticed for a long while as Fate had more confidence in humanity to let it be for a few years at a time as she concocted more entertainment in other realities.
[Line Skip]
"No uncle, no!" I cry with my eyes closed. When the knife blow doesn't come, I crack open my eyes and see what is stopping the man, only to see that Vernon is nowhere in sight, that I am somehow in a concrete building. How did I get here? Checking around myself, I see only a room full of disrepair and broken furniture with crap all over it. I probably shouldn't make a nois-, my stomach took this mental command as a signal for rebellion. It let out a roaring growl from five weeks living off bread crumbs and burnt food coupled with the start of puberty. Thank you body, for finally letting me know you are hungry in the worst place imaginable.
With cation in my every movement, I get to my feet, weary of anyone who heard that roar and walk around the room to search for something to tell me where I am. With the search is my hunt for some food. Though, judging by just how bad this building is, I don't think I'll find anything more than a squatter.
I open up one of the desk draws of the many I see through the building, but I find nothing but bottlecaps in the draws. 'Why are there so many bottlecaps around?' I just close the draw back up, leaving it undisturbed before going off hunting further into the building, I notice the place's structure gets worse and worse as I advance. I soon come to a hall with the ceiling collapsed to the ground, but that isn't what shocks me. Under the rubble is a man who is obviously dead, but his body is very bloated and yellow, which stands out in his tattered white lab coat. In front of him is a bag which I grab when I get over my fear of the dead body. He isn't using it and it could have some food.