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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we upendo to write, right? If so then wewe all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all upendo our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer upendo em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that your character isn't a Mary Sue, because trust me, when I first started to write there were Sue's all over my story- it was the worst story in the world. Most readers want to be able to see the characters fall then come back up again- it's zaidi entertaining.

Step-by-step guide: Mary Sue's

Okay so most of wewe must be asking who Mary Sue is? She's the prettist, most intelligent, gets all the boys kinda girl who saves the day, has no flaws and every other character in your story loves her. wewe hate her already, don't you? Why? Because wewe can't relate to her (/him, it can be a boy too). wewe don't want her in your story-unless its a parody about a Mary Sue, but thats another story- she'll make the reader puke with all the rainbows and vichimbakazi surrounding her. So here's how to make sure she doesn't creep in.

Think about your main character, and answer these questions.

1.What's her name? Did wewe spend a whole hour/day (please don't say week) picking it?
Did wewe choose it for the meaning?
2.Describe her.
3.Does she solve all the problems without any help at all? What does she get for solving these problems?
4.Does she have any enemies?

Okay.Done? Lets see what your majibu mean...

1. Her name? Why it's Princess. (sorry if this is someones name and they do have a genuine reason for picking it) But if wewe chose this name just because it means Princess, au wewe have another name that means Princess au loved one au anything that relates to what your character is like, then think about changing it-it's a bit vain/too much. If not and wewe answered no to the other two maswali then well done, that's one of the criteria out of the way.

Note: My first characters name was Sadie which means Princess- don't worry,we all fall into the same traps.

2. Does she look zaidi beautiful than a model, even without any make-up and even though she's just a normal human being? We all have flaws, even sparkely Wanyonya damu do-Rosalie anyone?

Like I alisema above about Rosalie, if your character does look like a model and it's not a side effect of being a vampire/werewolf/witch/wizard/any other mythical being, then wewe can usually balance them out kwa making them really mean, au stupid- but that only really works for minor characters most of them time. wewe want your main character to be relatable. Although that isn't always the case- take Blart: the boy who didn't want to save the world, he's ugly, stupid and mean, but nobody can relate to him that much. Saying that the book is a kinda parody about wizards being stupid and knights being far from noble. Anyway, I'm straying away from the point...

3. Everybody needs help, as nobody can be right all the time- it's part of being human, and if your character is relatable then she's going to have to make a mistake sometime au other.
And I hope they don't have everybody worshipping them for solving it- the villan at least is going to hate her.

4. Okay so a villan is an enemy. But I'm sure there are people in your life that don't like wewe (hate/enemy is a strong word). And if she is a Mary Sue, then in real life people are gonna dislike her for going out with a boy they like, au getting the highest marks in the test when she didn't revise at all. Everybody has people that upendo 'em and hate 'em, same for your character.

I think that if wewe try and fix these points your character should be zaidi believable- they worked for me. Of course your character could already be perfectly fine.

I'm not an expert at writing, and everybody's stories are different, so these points won't work for every character. But I just thought I'd pass on what I've learnt from other young writers cos they really help. I mean, can wewe name a Mary Sue in your life?

If this didn't help wewe can always take a Mary Sue litmus test. I recommend link
Ivypool PVO☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Ivypool padded beside Toadstep outside the camp. It was a full moon night and Toadstep and Ivypool were chosen to go... They had just been out hunting with Dovewing, Lionblaze and Cinderheart. Ivypool and Toadstep had found all of the mice nest and brang in tons of prey for the Clan. Seeing as it was leaf-fall everybody praised her and Toadstep for catching so much prey.
Squirrelflight was purring and eating prey with Leafpool who was now another medicine cat again Ivypool noticed they were so close as she walked out...
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Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what wewe think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!


Prologue
    “Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t wewe see?” She alisema icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga and giggled happily. The child crabbed...
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June 17th 100,000,000 BC 12 O'clock at night
Four children are born, quadruplets, the youngest born at the strike of midnight. The first child is named Queverial, the sekunde Ceelarion, the third Ierailiasha, and the last one is named Mist. The father decides the last child should have a complex name as the others do but the mother has made up her mind that Mist is the perfect name.
Then she sends them through the mirror of fate to find there destiny. They may never return if they do not find it in time.

January 21st 9,999,990 BC 3:30 P.M.
The children grow up living in the chosen lands behind the...
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What do wewe want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do wewe expect to happen?
As wewe kick me down
As wewe rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do wewe want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I alisema I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The upendo wewe showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your upendo was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...
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One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly daydreaming with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty pink fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...
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posted by Attirox2
The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess wewe were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted wewe about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...
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It’s the color of you
wewe always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our machungwa, chungwa book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two machungwa, chungwa crayons
When everyone else was green

Then wewe left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
wewe were in the machungwa, chungwa field in the sky
wewe always alisema was there.

The machungwa, chungwa of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though wewe left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone machungwa, chungwa in the rainbow
Without wewe here

I protect my own
Though I wish wewe were here

Now machungwa, chungwa is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

machungwa, chungwa will forever be our color
Even though death took wewe away

Forever machungwa, chungwa for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore kwa the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? wewe know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....
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posted by sheldor101
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a mwepesi, teleka dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, upendo and it’s people’s cries.
posted by StarPotterRings
Hows it going do wewe think?

Our story begins with an elf gliding through the trees. His lean body let him jump from mti to mti as if he were flying.
It was spring, his inayopendelewa time of the year. The daffodils and forsythia were in bloom, and the trees were once again turning green. He stopped on a particularly large branch and looked up into the clear sky. His dark blue eyes without the memories of the horrors of war, his skin without the scars of the torture it brings. For he was yet young, and all the time he has been alive has been peaceful.
He flew once zaidi through the trees. He loved...
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I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this swali has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly kwa our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops au other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information au have a collection of encyclopidias...
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posted by queenpalm
Prologue
Mana was not your normal girl. Her inayopendelewa color was grey. She called all her teachers kwa their first names. Mana was not on the maarufu side, nor the unpopular side. She had her own ways, her own ways for everything.
Especially pets...

Chapter One
I sighed and plopped down on my kitanda with my laptop. After a long, hard siku of school, nothing was better than uandishi an essay, not! Such mean teachers!
Looking around, I try to find an animal to do the ripoti on. All I need to do is describe the animal's habitat, eating habits, and appearance. I kept looking. Wow, hard decision. I upendo being...
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posted by teamsalvatore98
Characters (just so nobody gets confused):
Keigo Shokuo- main character (Name meaning: roughly Prince's bodyguard)
Mikoto Kyuuketsuki- vampire prince/ eventually becomes Keigo's best friend and lover (NM: roughly prince vampire)
Blood Brothers/BB- this name is misleading because of the "blood" part, but they're actually a group of highly trained assassins who are hired to kill Mikoto. They'll come up in conversations.
Geretsu Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's grandmother; retired vampire Queen (NM: Mean Vampire)
Riaru Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's real mother [deceased] (NM: Real Vampire)
Katanashi Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's...
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posted by Blue_Eyez_Chica
Hi my name is Blossom Utanium,Im 16 years old,i have an hourglass figure now and my body is fully developed but zaidi then most girls my age.

Im leaving Citiesville today and going back to townsville. Except,im going to wear a disguise,I wear a black curly haired wig and purple contacts.

I bought a house down the mitaani, mtaa from my sister. Im moving my stuff in today.

I ride my pink convertible, kubadilishwa to townsville and park it in my new driveway and begin to unpack my stuff.

(Bricks Pov)
I watch a pink convertible, kubadilishwa go through the neighborhood,with butch,buttercup,and bubbles. We all calmed down after we hit...
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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't shabiki fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw wewe again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No zaidi nagging!

No zaidi griping!

No zaidi constant whining!

No zaidi rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No zaidi yelling!

No zaidi shrieking!

No more...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the wanyama on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That siku Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small mbwa laying in a heap kwa the pond. She...
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Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He alisema that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...
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posted by MissMuffin38
From within the moyo of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...
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posted by nekomatafox
 this is scarlet included becouse originally for manga so brief description
this is scarlet included becouse originally for manga so brief description
flameheart sits in the nyasi lettting the breeze pass over him waiting
"hmm i hope i dont wait long" he says to into the air
looks around startled as a rustle comes from the bushes behind him
"scarlet is that you" he ask nervously
there's a flash of red and yellow knocking flamheart to the grounf with a large smack like stone on metal. he shrieks with a hint of a smile on his face as a pair of half paws half hands hold him down.
a bright female tone female voice with a playfull tone talks to flameheart" i got wewe flameheart admit it!!"
holding him down is a human like fox, mbweha creature with red fur...
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III The Library
The inayofuata room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on juu of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of vitabu were piled right up to the juu and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved kusoma and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole maktaba full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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