Screwed.
Hellooooooo! This is the chaptah one of my Arte-ness ficcy! I swear, I did some research on this whole "Mary-Sue" thing. and My data has all led up to one thing: "Every fic character in Artemis Fowl is a "Mary-Sue." Listen for a second-People exagerate on these so called "Mary-Sue" people. Granted, there are some characters out there that are annoyingly perfect and faultless, but people go insane trying to make their character UN Mary-Sue like, that the character then has no personality whatsoever. Here is what an Un-Mary-Sue would be like:
A grimey girl with Stringy, Orange-red hair, with the ugliest murky brown eyes. The girl is fat, and her nose is oversized. Her teeth protrude out of her mouth, and are twisted and yellow. She has a haunchback the size of a beachball, and she sounds like a man. -_-
That, my friends, is the exact opposite of this stupid Mary-Sue thing. I mean, I feel like I'm groping, but this is utterly stupid. Thanx for listening, and hopefully some of this has taken into your brains. AT LAST now for my fic. Enjoy, and R&R.
Setting: Ms. Bottay's Colorado Ward for the Mentally Insane Young Adults. Room 913. There is a little sticker on the door that says: Kaz Kuppinger.
Inside, there sits a girl. Tied to a chair. Her hair is of many different colors. Violet, red, pink, blue, and mostly black are some. Her eyes are an electric blue, the color of the ocean when it's storming.
"Nnnnnh. God Damn this stupid rope," Kaz mumbled. She had a pocket knife, trying to cut open the rope that held her hands to the chair she was tied in. Her attempts were failed. "Almost. come on, just a little bit more- NYAAHAHA!!!" Finally, she slit the rope and tugged herself free. "Those bastards think they can lock me up with a dumb rope. Hehehe."
Kaz was pacing around the room. Deciding what to do, but mainly one thing: How to get out. There were bars on the window, and the doors, double locked. There were no sharp objects in the suit where she stayed.
Kaz was not insane, not by any means. She just had a problem. A serious one. She was a hacker. The girl was worth lot of money, and the mental ward was a place no criminal would ever think to find her.
There was then a knock at the door, and a click of locks being undone.
"Yeah, who is it?" Kaz mumbled
"It's me, dearie. I've brought you a bit of lunch." Said a voice on the other side of the door.
"Oh, Elsie, please come in. I'm sorry, I guess I'm having spasms. I want to get out of here, this place is making me nuts."
The nurse-maid, Elsie, walks in. Elsie has raised Kaz from a child. Kaz's parents disapeared when she was young, and she has been Elsie's charge ever since. "I Know, dear. But we can't have you running about. Hacking is against the law, a lot of people are looking for you," Elsie said and ruffled Kaz's hair.
"I know. I would do it for good, but it's a strange obsession, no one understands!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We switch to the setting of Fowl Mannor. Artemis, whom hasn't done anything devious for four years. The last time was the Eternity code incident. Well now he is yet again plotting. He is writing down some ideas on how to make his family top 3rd in the wealthy Irish community.
Butler knocks on the door, and Artemis mumbles a 'Come in.'
"Artemis, I hate to interupt, but you are supposed to be doing your school studies," Butler said in his mono-tone voice.
"Yes, I understand that, but see, if we get someone else to do the dirty work for us, then it's not illegal!" Cried Artemis. He was in an unusually cheery mood. He had gone over the law books, and it clearly stated that YOU commit an unlawful act if YOU do it.
"Artemis, you promised yourself that you would end this saga," Butler complied.
Artemis, ignoring Butlers words, continued on. "If we just find the right person." His attention snapped to the monitor of his computer. He went to a search engine web site, and typed in: Hackers.
A whole list of things came up, but one thing caught Artemis's attention. 'WANTED! Sam Kustow, American computer hacker has been getting into foreign systems for years. We have been tracking her location from one place to the other. American police is unaware of her current location.
Below the words, there was a picture of a girl. The girl whom looked exactly like Kaz. Funky colored hair, and electric blue eyes. She was smiling, and it was obvious it was a high school picture. Below was the description: Sam Kustow has a head of many colors. Her natural hair color is unknown. She has bright blue eyes height aproximately 5foot 7inches. Weight between 110-125 pounds
" Hmmm, and American. I've always thought ill of them since that Spiro fellow," Artemis mumbled, gazing intensely at the computer screen.
"But she's a girl," Butler tried to hide his smile. It seemed Artemis was at that age.
"Alas, so is Juliet," Artemis came very close to smiling, "I know what your thinking, Butler, but this 'Sam' sounds very genius if she's been running for years and the police hasn't caught her. And they taught us in school that we should learn to work well with everyone, did they not?" Artemis was almost being sarcastic now.
"Alright, you win. But what do you propose we do? You can't possibly be thinking of-"
This time Artemis smiled. "Yes, Kidnap. It shouldn't be that difficult to find her, she's in America, we know that. We then have two choices. We can ransom her to the police, asking for an unnessesary amount of gold, OR we could force her to hack into even more foreign systems, thus opening a whole new door for profits," Artemis, whom after saying all this, breathed. He had begun this preposition without taking in a breath, so now his head throbbed.
"Well Artemis, we both know that there is nothing I can do to stop you," Butler replied.
"Excellent. Now, get father, Juliet, and mother out on a trip to the Caribbean, or something. Just get them out of here."
When Butler exited the room, Artemis looked at the picture of this American girl. "We'll be seeing you, miss Sam," He then printed out the picture and the description.
Ext. Next day. His mother, father, and Juliet are gone, and Artemis is searching for any evidence of Sam. He found some articles, and of which they all had the same description, but the names were different. The New York Times said her name was Allison Kramer, The Florida Today said it was Rachel Kasabencca, and the Los Angeles Looker said it was Sam Kustow.
"The girl's name is unknown. Hmmm," Artemis mumbled. "This is going to be harder than I thought." Artemis decided to call in a favor. "Yes, hi, it's Artemis."
"Meester Fowl! How are ya?" A voice on the other line answered.
"I am well, thank you. But I called for a reason, Bosley. ((No, no. Not that Bosley. A different one. He's friends with Artemis, okay?!)) I want you to run a search for me," Artemis told him with determination.
"Okay, then. Tell me their name, and I'll have their infermation faster than you can say Canadian Bacon,"
"Alright. I have a few names, but they are all one person. Kaz Kustow, Allison Kramer, and Rachel Kasabencca."
"Oh! I don't even hafta search it fer ya. I know her. I can tell ya where she is, but itsa secret."
"Wonderful. May I ask how you know her?"
"Sure. Ya see, she is a hacker and she hasta go and change her name so that no one will know her. Every so often she calls in, askin' me to change her data and name."
"Alright. I want to know her current location"
"She's At Ms. Bottay's Colorado Ward for the Mentally Insane Young Adults. Room 913. Oh, well I hafta go now meester Fowl. Eet was nice talkin' ta ya. Bye.
Artemis stood there for a moment. At last he called: " Butler! Get your coat, we're going to America!"
LMAO! Well, that was the first part. Lemee know what you think. Chapter two is nearly done, so that will be up in like an hour or so. PLEASE R&R it would mean soooo much to me! ^_^ THANKIES!!!! -~*Mel~*
Hellooooooo! This is the chaptah one of my Arte-ness ficcy! I swear, I did some research on this whole "Mary-Sue" thing. and My data has all led up to one thing: "Every fic character in Artemis Fowl is a "Mary-Sue." Listen for a second-People exagerate on these so called "Mary-Sue" people. Granted, there are some characters out there that are annoyingly perfect and faultless, but people go insane trying to make their character UN Mary-Sue like, that the character then has no personality whatsoever. Here is what an Un-Mary-Sue would be like:
A grimey girl with Stringy, Orange-red hair, with the ugliest murky brown eyes. The girl is fat, and her nose is oversized. Her teeth protrude out of her mouth, and are twisted and yellow. She has a haunchback the size of a beachball, and she sounds like a man. -_-
That, my friends, is the exact opposite of this stupid Mary-Sue thing. I mean, I feel like I'm groping, but this is utterly stupid. Thanx for listening, and hopefully some of this has taken into your brains. AT LAST now for my fic. Enjoy, and R&R.
Setting: Ms. Bottay's Colorado Ward for the Mentally Insane Young Adults. Room 913. There is a little sticker on the door that says: Kaz Kuppinger.
Inside, there sits a girl. Tied to a chair. Her hair is of many different colors. Violet, red, pink, blue, and mostly black are some. Her eyes are an electric blue, the color of the ocean when it's storming.
"Nnnnnh. God Damn this stupid rope," Kaz mumbled. She had a pocket knife, trying to cut open the rope that held her hands to the chair she was tied in. Her attempts were failed. "Almost. come on, just a little bit more- NYAAHAHA!!!" Finally, she slit the rope and tugged herself free. "Those bastards think they can lock me up with a dumb rope. Hehehe."
Kaz was pacing around the room. Deciding what to do, but mainly one thing: How to get out. There were bars on the window, and the doors, double locked. There were no sharp objects in the suit where she stayed.
Kaz was not insane, not by any means. She just had a problem. A serious one. She was a hacker. The girl was worth lot of money, and the mental ward was a place no criminal would ever think to find her.
There was then a knock at the door, and a click of locks being undone.
"Yeah, who is it?" Kaz mumbled
"It's me, dearie. I've brought you a bit of lunch." Said a voice on the other side of the door.
"Oh, Elsie, please come in. I'm sorry, I guess I'm having spasms. I want to get out of here, this place is making me nuts."
The nurse-maid, Elsie, walks in. Elsie has raised Kaz from a child. Kaz's parents disapeared when she was young, and she has been Elsie's charge ever since. "I Know, dear. But we can't have you running about. Hacking is against the law, a lot of people are looking for you," Elsie said and ruffled Kaz's hair.
"I know. I would do it for good, but it's a strange obsession, no one understands!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We switch to the setting of Fowl Mannor. Artemis, whom hasn't done anything devious for four years. The last time was the Eternity code incident. Well now he is yet again plotting. He is writing down some ideas on how to make his family top 3rd in the wealthy Irish community.
Butler knocks on the door, and Artemis mumbles a 'Come in.'
"Artemis, I hate to interupt, but you are supposed to be doing your school studies," Butler said in his mono-tone voice.
"Yes, I understand that, but see, if we get someone else to do the dirty work for us, then it's not illegal!" Cried Artemis. He was in an unusually cheery mood. He had gone over the law books, and it clearly stated that YOU commit an unlawful act if YOU do it.
"Artemis, you promised yourself that you would end this saga," Butler complied.
Artemis, ignoring Butlers words, continued on. "If we just find the right person." His attention snapped to the monitor of his computer. He went to a search engine web site, and typed in: Hackers.
A whole list of things came up, but one thing caught Artemis's attention. 'WANTED! Sam Kustow, American computer hacker has been getting into foreign systems for years. We have been tracking her location from one place to the other. American police is unaware of her current location.
Below the words, there was a picture of a girl. The girl whom looked exactly like Kaz. Funky colored hair, and electric blue eyes. She was smiling, and it was obvious it was a high school picture. Below was the description: Sam Kustow has a head of many colors. Her natural hair color is unknown. She has bright blue eyes height aproximately 5foot 7inches. Weight between 110-125 pounds
" Hmmm, and American. I've always thought ill of them since that Spiro fellow," Artemis mumbled, gazing intensely at the computer screen.
"But she's a girl," Butler tried to hide his smile. It seemed Artemis was at that age.
"Alas, so is Juliet," Artemis came very close to smiling, "I know what your thinking, Butler, but this 'Sam' sounds very genius if she's been running for years and the police hasn't caught her. And they taught us in school that we should learn to work well with everyone, did they not?" Artemis was almost being sarcastic now.
"Alright, you win. But what do you propose we do? You can't possibly be thinking of-"
This time Artemis smiled. "Yes, Kidnap. It shouldn't be that difficult to find her, she's in America, we know that. We then have two choices. We can ransom her to the police, asking for an unnessesary amount of gold, OR we could force her to hack into even more foreign systems, thus opening a whole new door for profits," Artemis, whom after saying all this, breathed. He had begun this preposition without taking in a breath, so now his head throbbed.
"Well Artemis, we both know that there is nothing I can do to stop you," Butler replied.
"Excellent. Now, get father, Juliet, and mother out on a trip to the Caribbean, or something. Just get them out of here."
When Butler exited the room, Artemis looked at the picture of this American girl. "We'll be seeing you, miss Sam," He then printed out the picture and the description.
Ext. Next day. His mother, father, and Juliet are gone, and Artemis is searching for any evidence of Sam. He found some articles, and of which they all had the same description, but the names were different. The New York Times said her name was Allison Kramer, The Florida Today said it was Rachel Kasabencca, and the Los Angeles Looker said it was Sam Kustow.
"The girl's name is unknown. Hmmm," Artemis mumbled. "This is going to be harder than I thought." Artemis decided to call in a favor. "Yes, hi, it's Artemis."
"Meester Fowl! How are ya?" A voice on the other line answered.
"I am well, thank you. But I called for a reason, Bosley. ((No, no. Not that Bosley. A different one. He's friends with Artemis, okay?!)) I want you to run a search for me," Artemis told him with determination.
"Okay, then. Tell me their name, and I'll have their infermation faster than you can say Canadian Bacon,"
"Alright. I have a few names, but they are all one person. Kaz Kustow, Allison Kramer, and Rachel Kasabencca."
"Oh! I don't even hafta search it fer ya. I know her. I can tell ya where she is, but itsa secret."
"Wonderful. May I ask how you know her?"
"Sure. Ya see, she is a hacker and she hasta go and change her name so that no one will know her. Every so often she calls in, askin' me to change her data and name."
"Alright. I want to know her current location"
"She's At Ms. Bottay's Colorado Ward for the Mentally Insane Young Adults. Room 913. Oh, well I hafta go now meester Fowl. Eet was nice talkin' ta ya. Bye.
Artemis stood there for a moment. At last he called: " Butler! Get your coat, we're going to America!"
LMAO! Well, that was the first part. Lemee know what you think. Chapter two is nearly done, so that will be up in like an hour or so. PLEASE R&R it would mean soooo much to me! ^_^ THANKIES!!!! -~*Mel~*