I'm gonna be gone on Sunday, and then be on vacation until next Saturday. Then school starts. I'll try to use my mom's phone to get in touch, but I haven't tried it before and don't know if it's gonna work.

Now you have learned about the first kind of Mary-Sue: Perfect, beautiful, gorgeous.

Now it's time for the second.

Don't worry, our great GORGEOUSRAINBOW will still be the main character. But something has changed.

She, by the powers of Stormshadow3 (me!), will be no longer perfect. She will become instead...

Drama queen.

That's right: Angst.

And just in case you're worried, this will still be comedy.

It's just more drama now.

Chapter 2: The second type of Mary-Sue: Extreme Angst (One of the most common types)

GORGEOUSRAINBOW glanced around. "Hello? Starclan? I have come to receive my nine lives!"

No one answered. Instead, the scenery changed. The trees became dark, the sky became black, and the unicorns that were prancing around just a few moments ago got slaughtered by giant axes that came out of nowhere.

Wait, what? Never mind the last part.

Instead, a dark forest came up before her. The Dark Forest. She shivered. "Hello?"

Suddenly, nine Dark Forest cats came up. "Hello, Uglycreature."

"That's not my name," Gorgeousrainbow squeaked. "You must have gotten the wrong address."

That's right, Gorgeousrainbow. Plain. No bold or underline or caps or italics.

She has lost the power of fluff and rainbows and neon, which made the family of Stormshadow3 rejoice.

Wait, they shouldn't be celebrating. Their plane crashed last chapter, and now they're stuck on a desert island, plane and all. (Minus the pilot, which Stormshadow3 pushed out the window in a hope that the loss of two hundred thirty-two point eight seven pounds will enable the helicopter to stop falling. It didn't work.)

To... Stormshadow3!

I watched as my mom and dad continued pilling pieces of grass on the ground. "That's good," I instructed. I stared at the mess of dirt and weeds and leaves and wildflowers we had now made. "That's a great shelter!" I said, my voice cracking. "Um... yeah."

Later that night...

We huddled together for our lives under a blanket of grass in hoping that the pack of wolves sniffing around our campsite would not notice us. "No one's here! Go away!" My mom screamed.

CHOMP. CHOMP.

SQUEAL!

CHOMP.

Oh, sorry to scare you. Her mom was fine, just the sound of me eating. Raw mutton, and it's alive, too! The best.

Gorgeousrainbow's face fell. "But..."

"But nothing! Let the giving of the un-lives begin!"

She stared. "What?"

"Oh, nothing, just letting you know about the agony of dying nine times." Their eyes sparked with blood. (It's not what it sounds like!) "Let's begin."