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The Quiet Ones are a bunch of blatent Mary Sues. (Of course, you don't really know what I'm talking about, as I've only shared a couple of hundred words of this, and only written a couple of thousand, which doesn't even begin to cover the world in my head.)
So I've decided to cut this for courtesy.
Katie has lots of big ideas, but never gets anything done; she just sits around telling everyone what the world should be working towards, and although her technical knowledge is invaluable to the group she never does anything towards the things that really mean something to her.
Joanne is cynical and manipulative, with more than a trace of sadism. She's interested in people as experiments. I'd like to hope I grew out of this stage, but there's always the urge to set up situations and stand back to watch the fallout.
Kassidy is the idealisation of the simple, straightforward, uncomplicated tomboy, unworried by all the deep and heavy intellectual garbage that my character forces me to deal with. She doesn't worry about things or what should be, she just is; and because she works right, everything works out for her without meticulous planning, she's healthy enough to survive things. I often idealise being this kind of person, because they seem to effortlessly avoid most of the problems I create for myself.
Queen Emily is paralyzed by her terror of wasting or losing things, of ruining the irreplaceable; she never ventures out of the warehouse that houses the Quiet Ones, because she's terrified of damaging her over-elaborate clothing. She tries to pretend she's somehow superior to other people so that they'll protect her and they'll hide the truth of the precariousness and profligate, unsustainable wastefulness of their existance from her. She is incapable of taking risks, and perpertuates the status quo through this coupled with her feelings of total responsibility for the situation of the group.
Amy is the ultimate in the shedding of responsibility; the regression to childhood, where nothing is truly your fault because you don't know any better, and also where everything is fresh and new and adventuresome, without the restrictions that a properly supervised childhood places on your self-determination. (Amy has a mental age of five, and only retains 1-2 years of memories at a time.)
Jessica is just so unashamedly me that I won't even bother detailing her Mary-Sueish traits.
Hayley always wants to do the right thing, and doesn't quite know what it is. She tries to look after people (the Tracy character, mental age 2-3, is mostly an extension of Hayley's need to look after people, and Hayley's incessant attempts to teach Tracy to read are a good example of the way Hayley tries to help people in ways they don't particularly want or need) but knows deep down that she's just no good at it, and in fact no good at anything, so she tries to be hyper-efficient and overbearingly 'mothers' everyone to disguise this 'self-evident and obvious fact'.
So I've decided to cut this for courtesy.
Katie has lots of big ideas, but never gets anything done; she just sits around telling everyone what the world should be working towards, and although her technical knowledge is invaluable to the group she never does anything towards the things that really mean something to her.
Joanne is cynical and manipulative, with more than a trace of sadism. She's interested in people as experiments. I'd like to hope I grew out of this stage, but there's always the urge to set up situations and stand back to watch the fallout.
Kassidy is the idealisation of the simple, straightforward, uncomplicated tomboy, unworried by all the deep and heavy intellectual garbage that my character forces me to deal with. She doesn't worry about things or what should be, she just is; and because she works right, everything works out for her without meticulous planning, she's healthy enough to survive things. I often idealise being this kind of person, because they seem to effortlessly avoid most of the problems I create for myself.
Queen Emily is paralyzed by her terror of wasting or losing things, of ruining the irreplaceable; she never ventures out of the warehouse that houses the Quiet Ones, because she's terrified of damaging her over-elaborate clothing. She tries to pretend she's somehow superior to other people so that they'll protect her and they'll hide the truth of the precariousness and profligate, unsustainable wastefulness of their existance from her. She is incapable of taking risks, and perpertuates the status quo through this coupled with her feelings of total responsibility for the situation of the group.
Amy is the ultimate in the shedding of responsibility; the regression to childhood, where nothing is truly your fault because you don't know any better, and also where everything is fresh and new and adventuresome, without the restrictions that a properly supervised childhood places on your self-determination. (Amy has a mental age of five, and only retains 1-2 years of memories at a time.)
Jessica is just so unashamedly me that I won't even bother detailing her Mary-Sueish traits.
Hayley always wants to do the right thing, and doesn't quite know what it is. She tries to look after people (the Tracy character, mental age 2-3, is mostly an extension of Hayley's need to look after people, and Hayley's incessant attempts to teach Tracy to read are a good example of the way Hayley tries to help people in ways they don't particularly want or need) but knows deep down that she's just no good at it, and in fact no good at anything, so she tries to be hyper-efficient and overbearingly 'mothers' everyone to disguise this 'self-evident and obvious fact'.
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