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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
II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten dakika the inayofuata morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest jikoni Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted kwa a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...
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So, hi.
To those of wewe who don't know me, my name is Josephine. wewe can see me mostly hanging about the Heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on fanpop (If wewe want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story kwa then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What wewe are about to read...
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posted by pugglelover2000
The girls came back with a huge jug of water."Okay,now it's time to get down to buissness."Rachel said.She moved over to the drawer,and slowly opened it.She took out a long,silver key.

"Okay,look I have way zaidi power than you,and I really don't need you,only as bait of course."Rachel added quickly,so Josie would get it,"Once your silly,dumb,sister knows I have you,there'll be no stopping me.Haley,get me my phone!"Haley obediently retrieved the phone.

Rachel texted Laura:
Looking for your sis,well we have her in my summer nyumbani in Salem Woods.Oh,and if wewe tell anyone,especialy the cops,we'll...
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This was take from a post on Tumblr that I found interesting and wanted to share! (And I did some of my own Googling and added to the list.) It just goes to onyesha that someone telling wewe that your uandishi isn't good doesn't mean anything. People just think differently from each other. ;P

Sylvia Plath: There certainly isn’t enough genuine talent for us to take notice.

Rudyard Kipling: I’m sorry Mr. Kipling, but wewe just don’t know how to use the English language.

Emily Dickinson: [Your poems] are quite as remarkable for defects as for beauties and are generally devoid of true poetical qualities....
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posted by pugglelover2000
Jake looked at her for a moment,as if he longed for her.His eyes were lit up with desire,they sparkled as he looked at her.Rachel must have sensed this feeling because she came over and said,"Well wewe two better get going to wherever wewe were heading because Jake and I are supposed to be going roller skating.Right Jake?""ummm....Oh yeah um yes."Jake answered."I thought so,now wewe two better get going.Ta ta!"she alisema as she dismissed them.

The whole way to the pond Laura drooped her head.Josie knew Laura wished it could have been HER and Jake going roller skating.Josie tried not to say any...
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posted by dragonwriter
It was a dark night and there wasn't a single person around. The sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below and the gusts of winds blowing through the empty black sky above. No stars and no moon. A man standing on the edge of the cliff looking over at the crashing waves below with only one thought. "Why not jump? What's left for me?" All the sounds vanished in his head. He took a step a little closer to the edge. A car pulls up with a girl in it. She gets out and starts screaming the mans name with tears in her eyes. "James! Please don't jump! I upendo you!" He couldn't hear her as he looked...
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Who was that girl? How was my sister there? What was the place I was in? I have so many maswali and so little answers. After lying on the ground for a while I start to hear footsteps coming towards me so I sit up to investigate. It was a man in a heavy black kanzu, koti with a kofia on and a wrap, upangaji pamoja around his mouth. With his mouth covered so much I couldn't see who he was. He walks past me without even noticing me so I stood up to follow him.

As I am walking buildings start to appear around us forming the empty space around us into a city. He walks around a corner causing me to lose sight of him....
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"Shaun, wake up. wewe need to go now." The words I heard a faint voice say. It sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Who was it? I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. inayofuata was a sound. Blood spraying from a body. The drops hit the ground one kwa one. The sound echoing through my head like bells going off simultaneously. My eyes open in an instance. The only color I see is red. I rub my eye and feel the blood i had heard. It was mine.

I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you,...
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posted by Seastar4374
I remember running down a long corridor...I knew soon that I would have no where left to run and 'they' would get me. I tried not to think about that part though.

"Get her!" I heard them yell and I just got even zaidi nervous. I picked up my speed and ended up tripping, falling, and sliding on the floor on my stomach. I wince as I hit the ukuta and I turn over to find one of them standing right infront of me. Truth be told I had no reason why they were chasing me. I had never done anything wrong and my parents from what I knew didn't want me so I lived in foster care.

"Tsk tsk." He says yanking...
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posted by fiestagirl12345
Authors note: okay what's this story mostly is about is. That who ever gets bitten kwa a vampire. Leaves a scar of a nyota on the palm of their hand. wewe might be thinking what? These are different vampires. With different gifts.



Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up. The sun filling half the room.i lived In a small town. With little shops here ad their. It is always dark and gloomy. Rarely sun. I woke up getting dressed in my out-fit link. I walked out the door sighing. Gosh I was exhausted. I was. Looking at the nyota on my hand. Why why did I get bitten. Why me. Anyways I got my things and headed to school.
posted by stellamusa101
"I am.." Caitlin paused. She just go to kitanda and sleep.

-tomorrow at school-

"Nina, believe me. I think I am chosen," says Caitlin begging Nina to believe her story. "Well I think this all is crazy," says Nina. "Trust me. I.. I'll onyesha wewe the--" "Caitlin, you, crazy," cuts Nina and walks away. Caitlin sighs. She hopes to 'see' Jake in the mirror.

In the girls bathroom, Caitlin locked the door. She want this to private and doesn't want to be called crazy kwa some other girls. She looked at the mirror. Jake was not there. "Jake.." she called out. Jake appeared.

"Yes?" asks Jake. "I need your help,"...
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Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up feeling the rough but smooth texture of my worn down bed. I looked around tiredly yawning getting up to change I got my things and headed out. The village was mostly quiet rarely its loud. Our village was very poor. I went in the woods we were banned from going in their. I went in anyways I went alone I had no buddies at all. I was in woods shooting some arrows It was like 98 degrees out I was sweating. Their was a ant on my arm I tapped and hit my hand and shacked it when water swooshed up. I curiously tried again I moved my arm up and the water rose up. I smiled in...
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posted by peppergirl30
I've decided that I'm uandishi a guide first to my fanfiction. Because if people read the guide and like the storyline, then I'll write it. If they think it isn't good and nobody would read it, then I won't. I don't want to waste energy uandishi this if nobody wants to read it.
First, a little insight on the ''idea'' for this: Honestly, I don't know how it happened. I was just sitting down, reading, and it hit me. Like a smack in the face. What if, somebody came nyumbani one day, all bruised? Bruises on their arms, legs, face, everywhere. And the family shows concern, and wants to know who did it-...
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*total drama theme song plays*
cris:Hello everyone were back in the studios.
cris:this is another exiting season of total drama.
cris:a chance to win 1 grand here comes the contestestants
max: *waves*
julie:im gonna win this thing
james:what up people im winning this thing
selena:hello losers wewe guys have no chance against muwah
tim:selfish little dadys girl >:(
june:hello everyone im ju- *justin shoves june* justin:woahhhhh
tim:*helps up june* hujambo im tim
june:hehe im june *shakes hand*
emma:oh hi peope im so happy to be here
tyler:hello *teeth shines*
Emma:wow ur hot :o
alex:hello *waves*
john: does...
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“What’s the true?” alisema someone. Skipper and Katherine turned to that side. There were standing Kowalski and Rico.
“What are wewe doing here?” asked Skipper a little angry.
“We saw wewe weren’t in HQ, so we concerned and decided to find you, sir” alisema Kowalski. After that words started silence “So… what’s the true?”
“I can’t told you” alisema Skipper.
“Why?” asked Rico.
“Skipper, sooner au later you’ll have to” alisema Katherine
“Ok, but wewe must promise, wewe won’t tell it private” alisema Skipper and looked at Katherine.
“We will do it” alisema Katherine in calming...
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posted by Herro_There
He creeps through the alley ways
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps

Paws scared, fur, manyoya stained
Mourning over
What his moyo once contained

collar, alama torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost

Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed

Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders

Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one siku a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom

As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways

For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak

When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
posted by elizasmomma
Echoes from the outside
The shades of evening soul
Step kwa step dance toward the open windows
Bring out the sounds when the wind blows
Upon my face and around my skin
A melody touches to any hearts,
Hush, again and again till it echoes inside
Erase the elegy of pain and sorrow
Bring the wings to follow the flying sparrow

Come inside and spread the feels
Flaunt me to the air in vibrating melody
Me, diving in tunes of melancholy
Voicing a happy song internally
Stay in spirit for life, upendo lively

And come an estranged voice
Jump over the notes chasing after me
Fluently wewe flute the words, pour a new melody...
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posted by tigerseye43
After crying for a bit, Flair fell asleep on Lane's shoulder. Lane looked at the sleeping girl and sighed.
"I wish it didn't have to happen, Flair. We all wished that. But what as happened cannot be taken back." he alisema quietly. He knew she was asleep but he just felt like he needed to say it. "We couldn't save them."
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Flair woke up the inayofuata day, her head laying on Lane's chest. She closed her eyes at the thought of last nights events.
"So much blood....so much death." she whispered to herself, a single tear falling from her eye. She quickly wiped is away and sat up. She poked Lane. "Wake...
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Hà Nội,năm 2050
Đừng...đừng nói gì.Tôi ko nghe được gì hoặc là tôi nghe mà ko hiểu gì và hơn nữa là tôi ko biết mình sẽ phải nói gì đâu.
Suỵt,đừng hỏi!Nếu ko,tôi sẽ quên luôn cả rằng tôi đang định làm gì và phải làm những gì.
Tôi đang bối rối,chân tay trở nên thừa thãi vụng về.
Dây này...nối vào đây.Rồi,công tắc đó...
Màn hình cảm ứng sáng xanh hiện lên các thông số kĩ thuật.Tôi lần lượt chọn Font type,Color...Xong xuôi,tôi hồi hộp nhấn"Finish"và lao ra cửa,ngẩng...
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posted by Insight357
Ciel Parker walked down the dark, gray hallway on the juu floor of the mental institution he worked at. His brown hair fell over his deep green eyes; the white light hanging above was too harsh for his sensitive vision. He glanced up as he walked further down the hallway, trying to see how long it was until he reached his office.

He passed cells B and C, slightly nodding as acknowledgement to the security guards standing in front of the doors. The juu floor of Virginia’s Mental Institution held the worst patients the state had to offer. People with severe schizophrenia, extreme depression,...
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