The Special Snowflake: Ada Wong

Before I get started, let me note this: The following contains a good bit of what some people may consider character bashing. Regardless of whether or not you love the character of Ada Wong or despise her with all the fiery passion of a thousand burning suns, this is not meant to flame, disrespect, or insult either party.

It is merely the opinion of one gamer who happens to dislike the character, and is even more baffled by the events of the newest game made featuring said character. With that said, read on at your own discretion.

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The Definition of a Mary Sue - Sexist and Nonexistent

Followup? Sure. Why not? :D

I decided to write a followup on the whole “Mary Sues don’t exist” post I made. It’s gotten some very mixed “reviews” so to speak, but as for me? My opinion remains unswayed as it were.

Note:  I am going to include Gary Stu’s here later, so yeah, just keep on keepin’ on.

So, to start off, people either agree with, are on the fence about, or completely disagree with this post’s concept. To say “there is no such thing as a Mary Sue” is apparently the same kind of statement that makes wires in the brain cross over one another, short out logical thinking abilities, and cause a nosebleed. Trolls come out over this statement in full force to flame away with torches but no common sense because apparently the world of fan fiction has become a troll’s playground.

It’s really interesting to see the reactions though, from sheer celebration of the statement, to indifference, and then to the flame spawned from the fearful assholes of trolls afraid that their favorite toy to use against people for their personal amusement is about to be taken away whenever it’s uttered. It’s not a difficult topic to talk about, however it does have some damaging affects on people, being writers in specific.

If anyone is curious, why yes, I do write. I write a lot. This is a writing blog, and in fact, believe it or not, I’m writing right now. :| On a more serious note, I write both fan fictions as well as original stories. This being said, sometimes I “cross the line” between the two and create an original character and write a story for an already established universe, adding this non-canonical character into the plot line for whatever reason.

As we all know, that’s a sin worth causing the world to end over.

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Ten

Chapter 10 - Enlightenment

“Get over here!”

While the people were all happy and dancing, drinking and talking, music playing, and colorful lights decorated the Village Square that the townsfolk had put up that day, Link and Mira were grabbed - simultaneously - in a large hug. Both of them tried to smile as Archer showed his immense appreciation to them, but the pain they felt made them cringe just a bit too much to do so. Just when the two of them thought they might pass out from lack of breath as Archer thanked them endlessly, he let them go, and they had to lean against each other and pretend to be perfectly fine while the man finished off his praise and then turned to walk away.

“That wasn’t so bad,” Link breathed out, his back against a post, Mira against his side.

“Speak for yourself,” she muttered in response, “I can’t feel my legs.”

“Do we still have them?”

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Nine

Chapter 9 - Heroic Feats

Mira took a lantern hanging from the rock wall that the miners used for everyday work and carried it as she and Link headed into the mines. Nissa, who’d gone with them when Hayden had come running to the cabin Mira lived in, also helped to see a bit with her natural purple glow. Hearing the children had ridden on a trolley caused the both of them to think that following the tracks would more than likely lead them to the right area. As they got farther inside of the mine shaft, the darkness of the cave thwarted by the lantern Mira had grabbed, they eventually saw a soft light in the distance, and headed toward it to find three other miners standing around a rock slide.

“That’s it, set it down carefully!”

Mira stepped up to the old man who’d just said that to the two younger men whom had just moved a rather large boulder and unblocked the rockslide nearly completely. There was a hole in the floor now, one which showed that the rock slide had apparently broken through the bottom of the cavern and down into another level of the mines, and she asked, “Did you just clear it out?”

Looking over at her, the older miner with bushy brows and a beard on his face, as well as having a fake wooden left leg, nodded his head, his voice a gruff one as he replied, “Yeah, just now, Mira. Where’d you come from?”

“Hayden came to get me while he was looking for Archer.”

“It’s a good thing, those kids could be hurt pretty badly. Did you bring any potion?”

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Eight

Chapter 8 - Reminiscence

“You still have it!”

The ten years that had passed between them hadn’t made Mira forget what she’d given Link so long ago. After all, it was the one thing she still had to connect her to her parents, and she smiled when she saw the pretty blue gem with the silver chain it was attached to. Now that she was older, she recognized the symbol on the back of it as that of the royal family of Hyrule, and now that she noticed that, it somehow bore a bittersweet meaning to her.

Impa’s story of the Princess of Hyrule rang out in her mind.

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Seven

Chapter 7 - Delivery

Shamrock was in quite the mood it seemed. Mira was watching him as he cleaned his bar off, whistling a happy tune. Glancing up at the fairy harboring over her shoulder, Nissa asked, “What’s got him so cheerful?”

Mira could only shrug. They’d both just arrived at the Tavern called Shamrock’s to deliver a batch of goods that Mira grew in her garden, as well as some eggs, and she carried the crate over to a table and called his name, “Good afternoon, Shamrock. Why are you so happy?”

The older, bearded man stood up straight from shining his bar down with a clothe and looked over, smiling when he saw the seventeen year old with her pretty long hair and deep violet blue eyes. “Good afternoon, little lady. It’s a beautiful day, the sun’s shining and the birds are singing, so I’m happy,” he told her with a little grin.

“I see,” Mira drew out, her smirk and tone of voice coy as she started setting the things she’d brought to him out to be sorted and stored away while he walked over to help her do so. The Tavern had only opened a week ago, but it had already drawn a good bit of attention from locals and travelers alike. It was a nice place no doubt, warm and friendly, brown wooden walls and floors built by the best carpenters that Shamrock could find in their end of Hyrule.

Mira delivered goods to places in the village twice a week as a part of her work. She had a knack for growing things, and several times people would visit her cabin home in order to give her orders for certain crops that weren’t ready to be harvested just yet, which she would bring to them later once they were. Shamrock was the final destination she had on her rounds of deliveries for that day, so she was content to linger for a short bit and speak with the older man whom everyone in the village thought of as a grandfather.

“Is that so?,” she asked him, getting back to the reason he was happy, “Because rumor has it you’ve got some kind of top secret shipment incoming.”

Shamrock started chuckling, putting up a loaf of bread into one of his cabinets as he commented, “The wise, all knowing Mira has heard. So, did you hear what that shipment happens to be?”

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Six

Chapter 6 - Horizon

Ten years had passed. Ten years since his ascension to sovereignty, over a kingdom which now had bent to serve him. The kingdom was stronger than ever, and that power was growing everyday.

The Palace had been redefined in appearance. Sleek marble and granite walls, columns standing sentry throughout the hallways, some of them lined with velvet curtains, others settled around windows. Most of the rooms in the castle had the same decor, some places sporting statues and busts of the new king, both as a child and as an adult. Other rooms, however, most didn’t even know existed.

Such was a room in which the King of Hyrule currently stood, thinking, awaiting his conference he’d sent for only a moment beforehand. Everything was silent, the perfect time for a few considerations he’d been tossing about in his mind for a few weeks now.

It’d been ten years, and still no sign.

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Alliance - Chapter Ten

Chapter 10 - It

December 1^st, 2007

Highway 9, Outside of Alma, Colorado

1:31 PM

The hood of the hummer shut with a slightly loud thud, and Chris leaned over the top of the vehicle for a moment before he said, “Definitely the battery.”

The wind was up that sunny day, just after the noon hour now, and the temperatures had raised, but not by a great degree. Regan and Chris were both wearing their coats to keep the chill the breeze was bringing with it off of their skin as much as possible, and Regan pushed some loose strands of red hair behind her ear before she glanced over at Chris when he made his verdict about the hummer’s ails.

The hummer had almost refused to come on when Chris had made a stop about ten minutes prior in order to refuel, so he’d gotten out of the car and began to inspect beneath the hood. Regan, who did know a slight bit about cars - though she knew she wouldn’t be that much help here - got out incase he needed something from inside the hummer or the RV, hoping it wasn’t anything irreparable.

“Do you have any cables? You can start her from the battery in the RV.”

“Yeah, I’ve got cables,” Chris nodded, “but if we have to stop again, that’s going to be a problem. We can’t jump her off every time we need to restart her.”

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Votum - Chapter Twelve

XII. Personal Views

“Bob is the name of a man in Morsfeld who delivers supplies here weekly,” Aislinn spoke while she allowed Cullen to unlock the door to his Chambers, “that’s why she said that. She thinks the name is funny oddly enough, and she always asks and hopes everyone she meets is named the same thing.”

Cullen had told Aislinn about what Gracie said to him while they were walking to his chambers, curiously inquiring about her fondness of the name. The doors to his room opened once Aislinn had finished her explanation, and Cullen found a small smile on his face over the story. He then wondered why Gracie thought the name Bob sounded so funny to begin with, but when he thought about it, he could see where the humor was.

“I see,” he remarked before he found himself standing in the doorway for a brief moment as if uncertain he should’ve invited Aislinn inside or not. Didn’t she already know she could come in? Or did he need to tell her to? Before he could make up his mind, Aislinn stepped in by herself, apparently interested in looking about.

“I haven’t seen the quarters in this wing of the manor often,” she said as she looked inside. “They certainly know how to decorate them.”

Cullen watched her for a moment before looking about himself and stepping inside behind her. “I’d thought the same thing,” he mentioned, and shut the door quietly. Aislinn had wandered over to the fireplace, looking at the nearly empty bookshelf, and she eyed what few books were located here and there along it.

“Looks like the last Templar to occupy this room forgot to return some books to the library. Julian’s been looking for these everywhere.” She reached and took the books, pulling them from the shelf and into her arms before she turned and carried them over to the door so she wouldn’t forget them later, saying on the way, “I’m extra glad I came here now. I’ll just set them here so I don’t forget when I leave.”

Cullen watched her, not even realizing he’d nodded, and as she stood back up again from setting the stack of books near the door, he snapped himself out of it, turning to head over to his satchels. Because he’d checked them earlier, he knew which carried what, and he reached for the one with most of his clothes in it because it contained the vial of Lyrium he had. This was because he knew that Aislinn wouldn’t understand completely if she found it since mages - or anyone else for that matter - didn’t know of the addiction Templars had to the substance. The Chantry deemed it a private matter.

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Legend of Zelda - The Legacy of Myriad - Chapter Five

Chapter 5 - Broken Paths

One Week Later

“Boy? You awake yet?”

The child groaned softly, turning his head. It was more movement than he’d made in a week, and most of them thought he was a goner, but as it turned out, he had much more of a fighting spirit than that.

“Come on, open your eyes. You’ve been asleep for a week now. Wake up.”

Link could hear the words, but somehow they seemed foreign in his dying dream state. Was he actually hearing them or was he still having strange dreams that made no sense? One thing he knew for certain though, as reality dawned on him unknowingly, was that he was definitely ached much more now than he’d had in any dream he’d been given prior to now.

Hearing his groan, someone else spoke, “I think he’s finally coming to. Hey kid, you sure are a fighter. From the looks of it, you took one hell of a fall.”

“He still needs rest, let’s stop pestering him to wake up.”

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