Once again, in the spirit of loving homage to the original and the best, that is to mhari's awesome Mary Sue Classifications - which I personally think should be required reading for anyone who wants to know where all the bad Latin in Mary Sue reports comes from - I've gotten somewhat carried away. This is the kind of thing I think of when I'm not thinking of anything else.

Illustrations for this rant come courtesy of the eLouai Mary Sue doll maker - otherwise known as the Candybar 3 dressup game.


SPECIES: Rebel Without A Clue Sue
GENUS: Rebellius infuriatia
HABITAT: Throughout fandom

DISTINCTIVE MARKINGS:
Poser-punk wardrobe, ear and body piercings, tattoos, rebelliously colored or styled hair, iPod full of songs by the teen-angst bands du jour.

DESCRIPTION:
Rebel Without a Clue Sue is tired of your shit. And by 'your' she means her controlling and totally abusive parents, the lamer teachers who make her go to class and do her homework, the preppy bitches who laugh at her clothes and anyone else who can't appreciate what a special snowflake she is (she listens to My Chemical Romance). She isn't an annoying bitch, she's too different to fit in, and anyone who disagrees is stifling her freedom of expression. Her outcast status bothers her so little she talks incessantly about how little it bothers her. R. infuriatia is often considered both excellent company and a great choice of girlfriend by canon characters who are easily smart enough to know better, despite being a whiny brat with serious entitlement issues.



No offense intended to any fans of My Chemical Romance - I chose them only because they're the band Tara Gillesbie says Ebony Darkness De'Mentia Raven Way listens to in My Immortal, or whatever the name of that troll Suefic that never ends is.

( 10 More Sue Species Defined and Dissected Beneath the Cut! )

I apologize for the bad bad Latin, but there's no point in Sue classifications without it...

cross-posted to fanficrants and marysues

I have changed my mind about the UK post service which I now think is made of win and awesome. I have just recieved my Japanqueen order (I MUST NEVER GO THERE AGAIN), which I think is pretty good going considering that I was told I should actually expect to wait a week and it was only sent out three days ago, one of which was a Sunday.

Am I the only person out there who thinks Track and Trace is not only an awesome service but actually rather fun? Look, this is mine.

Track & Trace

Parcel number: EC931499081GB
Status: Delivered
Signed for by: [a garbled version of me who has been randomly married.]

Parcel tracks
09-03-2007 18:55 Delivery Agent - JAPAN Collected from customer
09-03-2007 22:56 NAGOYA CPO Left origin country
11-03-2007 20:12 International Hub Arrived in destination country
11-03-2007 20:16 International Hub En route to delivery depot
11-03-2007 23:51 National Hub Sorted in hub
12-03-2007 04:01 Charlton Depot Arrived at delivery depot
12-03-2007 05:52 Charlton Depot Out for delivery
12-03-2007 17:25 Charlton Depot Parcel delivered

Really, I think this is awesome. WATCH IT GO!

It's also nice that they deliver so late. I did EMS tracking just for the fun of it when I woke up this, um, afternoon (damn Card and Casey for being made of condensed awesome, and damn Gemeinschaftlich Bedürfnis with them) and was rather surprised that the parcel had been sent out at five am and I had no notification of a failed delivery. So I called the depot (when the cat's away the mice will use the telephone with impunity) and discovered that they hadn't sent it yet.

This meant sitting down here all the rest of the afternoon waiting for the postman. It's kinda pathetic that even though I was listening out for the door, I still nearly died of shock and awe when I heard the door.

On a hopelessly nerdy and easily entertained note, I'd kind of like to be sent random EMS tracking numbers for random parcels just so I could follow them as they move around the planet, in an international jetsetting kind of fashion that I can only dream of emulating. I mean, it would be kind of interesting to know nothing about them save for what the number was and just watch and see where they all end up.

Innocent fun, I think. Though more fun when it's your own and it contains fangirl materials of great fangirlishness for squeeing over pathetically. Yay, YoKen doujinshi with kissing and angst and - YoKen, actually. And also I finally, after a wait of many moons, know what the Hell happens to Ken in Weiss Side B. (Last seen in the bowels of a sports stadium getting rather badly beaten for the best part of a chapter and thus making me worry about him a lot.) And hooray for a visual Gluhen reference THAT I ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD.

(I think this shows how long it's been since I got volume 4.)

Weiss Side B 5 turns out to have a purple cover, by the way. Isn't that lovely?