It's tme for
Tropes Sue Week either. I'm looking for help finding entries for said week. Accepting entries for the
Thirteenth Annual Pottersues Contest.
Under the suggestion of one of the minions I decided to hit up Dark!Harry fics for the Jerk Sues
Today's link of the day is
Meet Mary Sue Part One: Who is Mary Sue, Anyways? I find this article to be a rather nice counter article to yesterday's entry. One comment at the end does try to defend the quote about James Bond, or in this case Batman as “reflective of a double standard, than a serious consideration of Batman as a Mary Sue.” The tone of yesterday's article says otherwise.
TITLE:
Shadow MagePERPETRATOR:
lamejoke911SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: The cover is a picture from the fifth movie featuring a group of characters. Going from left to right we have Luna, Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny. Ron's face is crossed out.
SUMMARY:”A boy who has been wronged all his life has had enough. He emerges as a Shadow Mage. Powerful/Independant/Dark Harry. Evil Dumbledore, Dark Creatures, Voldemort, Hallows, Horcruxes, Armies, Will probably contain dark themes, some Weasley Bashing”
FULL NAME: Harry Potter
SPECIES: berserk brat
HAIR: n/a
EYES: n/a
MARKINGS: n/a
POSSESSIONS: n/a
CONNECTION TO CANON: I'm really tired of writing things like Harry goes nutters because of the abuse and kills his family, and then ends up doing things a child his age shouldn't be able to do. I then saw this review on the story. “excellent story so far Harry figures out that Hermione is a witch and train up her before they go to Hogwarts and maybe put them in Ravenclaw instead Gryffindor I wouldn't say that Harry evil just dark he just paid back his Aunt Uncle and cousin for the beating and pain they cause him”
ORIGIN: “Concerning your comment about Harry going dark much earlier than Naruto in my other story Vengeful Sage, I must say that a difference in circumstances is all. Whereas harry has been tortured by the only people he has known and interacted with, at all times during the night and the day. Naruto has had reprieve and apart from general dislike, has only met with intensely harsh behavior only occasionally. Also, he has the Hokage and the Ichirakus to keep him sane and loyal to Konoha. That façade, though, will slowly deteriorate as time goes by.” In other words the writer likes making the canon characters go nuts. Neither is honestly good. We then get another note on the third chapter. “Many things could have happened, but I think it's better off this way. Keeping them alive served no purpose but holding Harry back. Besides, with how they treated Harry, it would be a wonder if he didn't kill them. Also, he could have kept them alive so that he could make them feel pain, but that would have gotten too monotonous, and one chapter worth of Dursley torture is enough for me. Also, I'm sorry if you wanted something else, but being dissatisfied is sort of like in the nature of human beings. People objected to the slow buildup of darkness in Naruto in my other story, Vengeful Sage, but now I'm hearing that I killed off the Dursleys too quick. I'm not saying that I don't appreciate your input, rather far from it. I love the fact that you guys are taking interest in my story. I'm just saying that not everybody can be happy. Thinking of how each and every person will react to a decision is outside the realm of man and in the realm of God. So, please continue to tell me what you like or dislike, but don't expect that what you say would necessarily be implemented straight away. Anyway, aside from that long rant, which was not meant to alienate you by the way, without further ado, let's move on with the chapter.”
SPECIAL ABILITIES: The writer has no real concept in regards to how psychology works.
NOTES:
SAMPLE:
"Boy!"/ "Freak!"
Harry jolted as he turned his face towards the two figures that had been the bane of his existence for most of his life. Shadows covered his eyes as he put all his effort into controlling the anger that raged through his veins. An aura of power surrounded the young Shadow Mage, lying heavy on the atmosphere around him. The elder Dursley, who had been prepared to put the freak back in his place faltered, as an oppressive feeling of despair descended upon him, freezing him on the spot. It was as if the very forces of nature had bound him, leaving him incapable of flexing even a muscle. Try as he might, he couldn't pull free.
On the other hand, Harry didn't know what was happening. Just that whatever it was, it felt really good. He just knew that whatever was happening, it was causing his uncle a world of pain, and that was enough for him to relish in it. Whatever it was, he knew it was him that was causing it. It felt exhilarating.
Soon, the man began to whimper, as he gripped his head, which was at the point of exploding in pain.
"Vernon, what's wrong?" Petunia knelt down next to her walrus of a husband, fear evident from her expression.
"What have you done, you Freak of Nature!" She yelled in desperation.
Seeing his tormentor of several years lying before him, at his mercy like he himself had so, so long ago gave Harry the utmost satisfaction. He knew not how this had happened, but he basked in the power, the control he had over his uncle. A smirk forming on his lips, he replied.
"Oh nothing… This is merely Divine Judgment. Your husband is suffering for the evils he committed all his life, and his punishment has been enacted through my hand. Now suffer, and get a feel for the pain I went through for years."
Harry didn't know where these words were coming from. As if, some foreign entity had placed them on his tongue. In his euphoria of power, Harry had said things he would never have had the confidence to say otherwise. This was a whole new side of him, and he liked it.
Vernon, in his agony, had no sense of perception for anything but what he was going through. Petunia on the other hand, whose turn had just begun, had begun to feel the vibes of terror emanating from her green eyed nephew. It was then, she knew that her just desserts had come. All of her jealousy and the lack of self-worth she had felt when her sister had been special, the gem of her mother's eyes, possessed magic, superseded her in looks, married a filthy rich husband and had anything she wished for at the flick of her wand, and everything she had done as a result, had come back to bite her multi fold.
As her trepidation grew, Vernon began to scream out in pain, spasming on the floor. Not knowing what to do, she looked to her nephew, her eyes, welling up with tears, pleading for mercy. Begging to hear that this was a dream, that this was some cruel sort of joke. Unfortunately, it was far too late for that.