A/N: Read a *very* entertaining fic on the net, about how to do a
stereotypical 'Mary-Sue' fic. Having no idea what the *hell* a Mary-Sue fic
is, I read lots of them. And came to the conclusion that it is a very dull
fic, where a new character and Leggy loo loo fall in highly overrated love.
So guess what folks? I'm doing an opposite to a Mary-Sue. Meet Alex. LOTR
hater supreme!
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Alex's point of view
'Let's get this striaght, shall we? I have *never* liked LOTR. Never. The only reason I come inot contact with it, is because I have two highly obsessed friends, who find it addictive. I have never liked Legolas especially. In fact, I kinda thought he was gay. But, I wouldn't be telling you this if I did like him. So you see, the whole reason for this, is the same reason I got there. And may I just say? Calling your future offspring Alexandra *Galadriel* Envorne is *not* a hit. In anyone's book.
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Alex sat at the computer, waiting for the email to download. It was boring, time consuming, but Lee-Ann had promised it was actually worth the wait.
"Imagine the best, biggest poster of the most gorgeous guy in the world!" she'd squealed down the phone line. Instantly, James Masters sprang to mind.
"And this is *so* much better than that!" She had to download! The time ticked away, as she played with her hair, tucking it back under the bandanna when she saw it was done loading.
"Oh man, Jamesy, here I come!' she muttered, opening up the document. And wailed with disappointment.
"Bloody Lord of the Rings!" The poster download was a chalk sketch of one *very* naked Legolas. Lee-Ann, and Beth had probably fainted, Alex speculated gloomily, trashing the thing. It was very well done, if you *didn't* happen to think that Legolas was a wimp, and a gay one at that.
The phone rang. She scooped it up, and Lee-Ann burbled into her ear excitedly, "Did you get it yet? Cos I sent it like an hour ago, and it's so cool! And guess what? We have *tickets* to see LOTR next Saturday!"
"The ecstasy fills me as we speak," Alex replied flatly. She glanced out the window. Not raining, so she couldn't go and drown herself in the birdbath.
"Ya don't sound very happy, y'know." Lee-ann's concerned voice filled her ears.
"Look, Lee-lee, I got a ton of trig to do, and LOTR doesn't fill me with desire, kay?' she rang off. It wasn't that Lee-Ann and Beth hadn't been the best friends in the world, but about two years ago, they'ddiscovered one of their favourite actors was going to star in LOTR. They had read it cover to cover, while Alex flatly refused to.
So now, instead of hanging at the mall, all her friends wanted to do was read the damn book, gaze at posters of the long haired freak, and dream over the movie that was coming out tomorrow. She hated every second. It had something to do with the fact that she was ever so *slightly* different.
It had started in pre school, and before that. Her mom was the ever so wafty arty one, and they were the twinset and pearls squad. Not that it mattered. And their moms had managed to have them without dying, while she'd been brought up by her dad. Who, out of *respect* to her mother had given her a middle name she loathed. Another reason to hate LOTR, actually. And they were given names, and sent to preschool like normal kids. While she went to this upperclass montossauri school.
But their moms had made them become friends because 'poor Francis' would have wanted it. So Alex had no choice. But they were cool, Lee, Beth and Alex, growing up together. Alex looked a little different, sure. But underneath they were exactly the same.
Or not.
Alex tended to try and ignore people. She went out of her way not to flirt, and be bubbly like the boring cheerleader type everyone aspired to. Her long copper hair was tied up under a bandanna, and her huge coffee coloured eyes were hidden behind shades. She tended to wear combats, and a vest, or hoodie, and Lee and Beth were at their happiest in a two piece top, and floaty little skirt. And when they had their ears pierced, Alex had been the one to have it done four times on either side. They had all grown up together, but now the divide between them seemed to have grown, and LOT blasted didn't help any.
Alex sighed, looked at the trig beside the modem, and went back to tapping away. She could at least chat to *some* of her friends.
After a couple of hours, until half past eleven, Alex finally flopped onto herbed, and fell asleep, still fully dressed. She started to dream, a rare occurrence for Alex, but in this case it was *very* weird. She saw a pile of berries, rich and juicy, and then a midget laughing. And the ever so poncy Legolas standing by, and then a tall girl with long dark hair. And an axe in a table.
She opened her eyes, and looked around. It was raining, on top of her, and unless L.A had turned into Virginia all of a sudden, she didn't think she was inside anymore. Plus, the ceiling had kinda..vanished. She was lying on her back, staring up at a blue sky, in the middle of a wood. Before she could scramble up, someone walked up behind her, and bent over her.
"Oh crap. It *would* be you, wouldn't it?' she sighed. "First time I dream vividly, and I have to dream about *you*!"
Legolas merely stared back at the.. whatever it was. It didn't appear to have hair, or be muscled, but then it didn't look female.
"*what* are you?' he asked, pointing a bow at it.
"Oh brother," she sighed, and started to get up.
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Alex's point of view
'Let's get this striaght, shall we? I have *never* liked LOTR. Never. The only reason I come inot contact with it, is because I have two highly obsessed friends, who find it addictive. I have never liked Legolas especially. In fact, I kinda thought he was gay. But, I wouldn't be telling you this if I did like him. So you see, the whole reason for this, is the same reason I got there. And may I just say? Calling your future offspring Alexandra *Galadriel* Envorne is *not* a hit. In anyone's book.
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Alex sat at the computer, waiting for the email to download. It was boring, time consuming, but Lee-Ann had promised it was actually worth the wait.
"Imagine the best, biggest poster of the most gorgeous guy in the world!" she'd squealed down the phone line. Instantly, James Masters sprang to mind.
"And this is *so* much better than that!" She had to download! The time ticked away, as she played with her hair, tucking it back under the bandanna when she saw it was done loading.
"Oh man, Jamesy, here I come!' she muttered, opening up the document. And wailed with disappointment.
"Bloody Lord of the Rings!" The poster download was a chalk sketch of one *very* naked Legolas. Lee-Ann, and Beth had probably fainted, Alex speculated gloomily, trashing the thing. It was very well done, if you *didn't* happen to think that Legolas was a wimp, and a gay one at that.
The phone rang. She scooped it up, and Lee-Ann burbled into her ear excitedly, "Did you get it yet? Cos I sent it like an hour ago, and it's so cool! And guess what? We have *tickets* to see LOTR next Saturday!"
"The ecstasy fills me as we speak," Alex replied flatly. She glanced out the window. Not raining, so she couldn't go and drown herself in the birdbath.
"Ya don't sound very happy, y'know." Lee-ann's concerned voice filled her ears.
"Look, Lee-lee, I got a ton of trig to do, and LOTR doesn't fill me with desire, kay?' she rang off. It wasn't that Lee-Ann and Beth hadn't been the best friends in the world, but about two years ago, they'ddiscovered one of their favourite actors was going to star in LOTR. They had read it cover to cover, while Alex flatly refused to.
So now, instead of hanging at the mall, all her friends wanted to do was read the damn book, gaze at posters of the long haired freak, and dream over the movie that was coming out tomorrow. She hated every second. It had something to do with the fact that she was ever so *slightly* different.
It had started in pre school, and before that. Her mom was the ever so wafty arty one, and they were the twinset and pearls squad. Not that it mattered. And their moms had managed to have them without dying, while she'd been brought up by her dad. Who, out of *respect* to her mother had given her a middle name she loathed. Another reason to hate LOTR, actually. And they were given names, and sent to preschool like normal kids. While she went to this upperclass montossauri school.
But their moms had made them become friends because 'poor Francis' would have wanted it. So Alex had no choice. But they were cool, Lee, Beth and Alex, growing up together. Alex looked a little different, sure. But underneath they were exactly the same.
Or not.
Alex tended to try and ignore people. She went out of her way not to flirt, and be bubbly like the boring cheerleader type everyone aspired to. Her long copper hair was tied up under a bandanna, and her huge coffee coloured eyes were hidden behind shades. She tended to wear combats, and a vest, or hoodie, and Lee and Beth were at their happiest in a two piece top, and floaty little skirt. And when they had their ears pierced, Alex had been the one to have it done four times on either side. They had all grown up together, but now the divide between them seemed to have grown, and LOT blasted didn't help any.
Alex sighed, looked at the trig beside the modem, and went back to tapping away. She could at least chat to *some* of her friends.
After a couple of hours, until half past eleven, Alex finally flopped onto herbed, and fell asleep, still fully dressed. She started to dream, a rare occurrence for Alex, but in this case it was *very* weird. She saw a pile of berries, rich and juicy, and then a midget laughing. And the ever so poncy Legolas standing by, and then a tall girl with long dark hair. And an axe in a table.
She opened her eyes, and looked around. It was raining, on top of her, and unless L.A had turned into Virginia all of a sudden, she didn't think she was inside anymore. Plus, the ceiling had kinda..vanished. She was lying on her back, staring up at a blue sky, in the middle of a wood. Before she could scramble up, someone walked up behind her, and bent over her.
"Oh crap. It *would* be you, wouldn't it?' she sighed. "First time I dream vividly, and I have to dream about *you*!"
Legolas merely stared back at the.. whatever it was. It didn't appear to have hair, or be muscled, but then it didn't look female.
"*what* are you?' he asked, pointing a bow at it.
"Oh brother," she sighed, and started to get up.