I present to you...a JAMES sue!
Story Or Series Title: Bound by Blood
Game Number (1,2,3 or 4): 2
Culprit Author's Name: Kat Same as the sue. It could just be me, but I get the feeling that it's connected in some way.
Full Name (plus titles if any): Kat
Full Species(es): Human, possible Maria clone
Hair Color (include adjectives): short blond hair lightly touching the middle of her neck This type of hairstyle seems familiar to Silent Hill 2. Hmmmmm. Nope, I just can't remember who it should belong to!
Eye Color (include adjectives): Black eyeliner circled her blue eyes, giving definition, but not so thick as to look like a raccoon But...but...I LOVE THE RACCOONS! D:
Unusual Markings/Colorations: Perfect makeup
Special Possessions (if any): A pocket knife, Sunderland's manhood, sooner or later
Annoying Origin: From the mind of an author who felt Silent Hill 2 would be so much better if she was in it.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Soon-to-be owner of James's balls.
Annoying Special Abilities: The ability to make a man 13 years older than herself who also seems to have no hormones (just look how he treats Maria!) find her the hotsex. To look gorgeous and have good makeup in Silent Hill.
Other Annoying Traits: To get more sentences talking about her than Mary, Angela, and Laura combined.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
In a moment of absolute brilliance the suethor decides that she would get more reviews if her story was longer. What does she do? She types up all of Mary's letter at the beginning of her story. It's longer than anything the Suethor writes in the first chapter.
“What is that?” he asked himself, staring over at the graveyard. A Patient Demon seemed to be stalking something. When he stepped closer, James saw what it was. A young girl, with her back pressed against a tombstone, held her arms out in front of her, as if to block the advances of the monster. She was on the ground, almost helpless. Luckily, she had already acquired James's balls, so she knew he'd be saving her in no time. Upon closer inspection, one could see she was holding a small pocket knife, good for whittling, but almost useless against a creature of this caliber.
The girl turned her head, shutting her eyes, obviously bracing herself for the blow. It never came. Seconds later, she opened one eye, looking to see why she hadn’t already crossed over into the afterlife. She then realized it was because nobody had seen her fic and been given the chance to spork it. The Patient Demon was dead at her feet, the ground soaking up its rust-colored blood.
However, she didn't move, because all people are quite used to having dead monsters lying at their feet, and are not at all uncomfortable with it.
“Are you okay?” James asked, crouching to get at her level. She nodded slowly. “He didn’t get you, did he?” James persisted. The girl shook her head. James touched her chin, slowly moving her head from side to side. James, when sue says she's fine, leave it at that. They aren't worth wasting time on. And if he brushes her hair out of her eyes, I'm going to shoot myself. “You seem okay.I didn't hear you the first three times you said it. Hee. That’s good,” he said, standing. “You should go back, it isn’t safe here.” He turned to leave.
“No, wait!” Maria the girl said, clutching James’ sleeve. “Please...please take me with you.”
“But,” James started, "Didn't I kill you three years ago, Maria?"
“Please.”
James considered it for a moment, then nodded. “Alright,” he said. “You can come. But you have to be careful. This place is dangerous.” He offered a hand to the girl, and she took it, pulling herself up.
Upon closer inspection, she was quite attractive. She looked to be seventeen or eighteen, short blond hair lightly touching the middle of her neck. She had a lean physique, the result of eating healthy. She wore a a red sweater and a pink leopard-patterned skirt. Uh..I mean... black tank top, and a green camoflage skirt. Her pink lips shimmered; it was obvious she wore light lip gloss. Black eyeliner circled her blue eyes, giving definition, but not so thick as to look like a raccoon. It was obvious she hadn’t been in this town long.
“M-my names Kat,” The girl said. “And you are...?”
“James,” James said, extending his hand. “James Sunderland.”
“Nice to meet you, James,” Kat said, taking his hand, smiling. "Now take my underage self! Take me now!" The Sue said, throwing herself at James. James realized that she was not his wife and went to go look for her. Again.
“What a strange place to meet,” James said. “Not like it’s odd to meet people here, I’ve met quite a few. But more...unfavorable.”
Kat nodded. They dropped their arms, and began walking side by side.
Since I'm a suethor, it's always fun to randomly throw stuff in! WEEEE! As one nightmare comes to a close, another one begins. An endless cycle of terrorhas sues ensues. There is no escape from the reality that is Silent Hill. Hell hath no fury like an enraged Silent Hill fan town cursed.
Game Number (1,2,3 or 4): 2
Full Name (plus titles if any): Kat
Full Species(es): Human, possible Maria clone
Hair Color (include adjectives): short blond hair lightly touching the middle of her neck This type of hairstyle seems familiar to Silent Hill 2. Hmmmmm. Nope, I just can't remember who it should belong to!
Eye Color (include adjectives): Black eyeliner circled her blue eyes, giving definition, but not so thick as to look like a raccoon But...but...I LOVE THE RACCOONS! D:
Unusual Markings/Colorations: Perfect makeup
Special Possessions (if any): A pocket knife, Sunderland's manhood, sooner or later
Annoying Origin: From the mind of an author who felt Silent Hill 2 would be so much better if she was in it.
Annoying Connections To Canon Characters: Soon-to-be owner of James's balls.
Annoying Special Abilities: The ability to make a man 13 years older than herself who also seems to have no hormones (just look how he treats Maria!) find her the hotsex. To look gorgeous and have good makeup in Silent Hill.
Other Annoying Traits: To get more sentences talking about her than Mary, Angela, and Laura combined.
Please include a small sample of the worst of this story:
In a moment of absolute brilliance the suethor decides that she would get more reviews if her story was longer. What does she do? She types up all of Mary's letter at the beginning of her story. It's longer than anything the Suethor writes in the first chapter.
“What is that?” he asked himself, staring over at the graveyard. A Patient Demon seemed to be stalking something. When he stepped closer, James saw what it was. A young girl, with her back pressed against a tombstone, held her arms out in front of her, as if to block the advances of the monster. She was on the ground, almost helpless. Luckily, she had already acquired James's balls, so she knew he'd be saving her in no time. Upon closer inspection, one could see she was holding a small pocket knife, good for whittling, but almost useless against a creature of this caliber.
The girl turned her head, shutting her eyes, obviously bracing herself for the blow. It never came. Seconds later, she opened one eye, looking to see why she hadn’t already crossed over into the afterlife. She then realized it was because nobody had seen her fic and been given the chance to spork it. The Patient Demon was dead at her feet, the ground soaking up its rust-colored blood.
However, she didn't move, because all people are quite used to having dead monsters lying at their feet, and are not at all uncomfortable with it.
“Are you okay?” James asked, crouching to get at her level. She nodded slowly. “He didn’t get you, did he?” James persisted. The girl shook her head. James touched her chin, slowly moving her head from side to side. James, when sue says she's fine, leave it at that. They aren't worth wasting time on. And if he brushes her hair out of her eyes, I'm going to shoot myself. “You seem okay.I didn't hear you the first three times you said it. Hee. That’s good,” he said, standing. “You should go back, it isn’t safe here.” He turned to leave.
“No, wait!” Maria the girl said, clutching James’ sleeve. “Please...please take me with you.”
“But,” James started, "Didn't I kill you three years ago, Maria?"
“Please.”
James considered it for a moment, then nodded. “Alright,” he said. “You can come. But you have to be careful. This place is dangerous.” He offered a hand to the girl, and she took it, pulling herself up.
Upon closer inspection, she was quite attractive. She looked to be seventeen or eighteen, short blond hair lightly touching the middle of her neck. She had a lean physique, the result of eating healthy. She wore a a red sweater and a pink leopard-patterned skirt. Uh..I mean... black tank top, and a green camoflage skirt. Her pink lips shimmered; it was obvious she wore light lip gloss. Black eyeliner circled her blue eyes, giving definition, but not so thick as to look like a raccoon. It was obvious she hadn’t been in this town long.
“M-my names Kat,” The girl said. “And you are...?”
“James,” James said, extending his hand. “James Sunderland.”
“Nice to meet you, James,” Kat said, taking his hand, smiling. "Now take my underage self! Take me now!" The Sue said, throwing herself at James. James realized that she was not his wife and went to go look for her. Again.
“What a strange place to meet,” James said. “Not like it’s odd to meet people here, I’ve met quite a few. But more...unfavorable.”
Kat nodded. They dropped their arms, and began walking side by side.
Since I'm a suethor, it's always fun to randomly throw stuff in! WEEEE! As one nightmare comes to a close, another one begins. An endless cycle of terror