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First off, i understand many people have questions on here, and like things explained in the best way possible in someone's understanding. I love questions and I like to answer them myself, as i think way too much, I guess I'll also have a story in here, and would love if people would add to it as it goes so that it is not just a solo writing thing. Hmm... i guess i will start with something exciting, its always a wonderous beginning!


BOOM! The whole structure shook, my feet falling from under my weight. I tried the stand, but failed as the whole thing was collapsing. I began to crawl across the floor, recalling where everything was, and how to escape until I would be crushed under immense weight of the entire area. Frantically i scrambled as I reached the door, stones fell near me, as blood trickled down my hands, neck and arms. I grasped the brass lock and pulled myself up, fundling with the big iron loop.
Realizing that the bolts had been undone, i hurled my entire body against the enormous door, making it fall, into the the hall, me landing heavily. I could feel the whole place trembling, as i rolled away, another stone crushing where I had been.....

okay, someone else go!

My cries of despair were in vain. I knew that. Nobody lived within a five mile radious of that mansion. It was supposed to be haunted, and me and my friends had gone there on a sort of dare. We never would have expected that the whole thing would come to life when we were inside, and one after one me friends had disappeared. Somehow, I had survived, but the gash in my right side was bleeding terribly. When had I gotten that? The world started to become unclear, but just before I passed into unconciousness, I saw a shadow coming towards me. Unable to move, I let the darkness take me.


And just because I can ask a question, I will.
I have a character that has many very useful abilities, and she tends to hog the spotlight because of these abilities. That is however not really a problem, since she's the main character. The problem is that even tough she does have more flaws than powers, she just dosen't really let others see it since she only tends to do what she's good at. That is completley normal human behavior, the problem is, she might appear to be a Mary Sue. Do you know of any ways to mend this?

I was going for castle first, but I figured that there prolly aren't any in ND. sweatdrop And who said it was old style? wink

Since it takes place in the future, it's very common for humans to get "upgrades". The first upgrade is just standard stuff such as:

Automatic "time" sense, sort of like a built in clock, timer and alarm, as well as calendar and stuff like that.
Health reader, that sort of just scans the body on regular intervals and warns for disease or other kinds of damage.

People in that society also gets a second upgrade when they decide what career to take. The character I described isn't old enough for that upgrade yet, so she's gotten a few illegal ugrades instead, such as

Increased sight
Increased reflexes
Increased hearing
Increased leg strength (allows her to use walls for a second jump for example)

She's also been trained since she was a toddler so that she would have other advantages as well, such as

Excellent aim with firearms (basically never misses, though she has yet to fire a gun at a human outside of training simulators)
Lockpicking, hacking and security bypassing (good enough to get out of a prison without breaking a sweat, erasing any records of her beeing there in the process)
Capable of breaking into nearly any kind of building
Contacts almost all over the known world
She also learns how sail at some point in the story
Basically, if she wants or needs something, she steals it. Since she's good at planning and improvising, she can most of the time easily notice a crack in defenses and work her way trogh that.

And later on she will also gain a few supernatural abilities, in sort of a "second form". That form is basically above nearly any human in power, but that will be countered by the fact that she compared to others with her powers is very weak.

Now, since she needs to have a few weakensses, I did give her some of those too.

Relatively weak frame, not exactly suited for heavy firearms
Overconfident
Naive (not used to life outside of her town)
Easily provoked
Loner (only really feels close to her "family", characters that would take too long to explain)
Hasty
Has a need to prove herself since she's much younger than the others in the group.
Also gets a lot of moral burdens on her as time passes (nothing about stealing or such though)

Now of course she isn't capable of doing anything, but since the group is rather large (around ten people or so) they all make up for the other persons lack of ability top tackle certain obstacles without even giving it much of a second thought. If she can't reach the top shelve, she knows it, and so does the person next to her. If they are doing something together, she dosen't have to ask him to reach for the thing that is standing there, he reaches for it anyway.

And sure, during a large part of the story, she gets into a lot of fights with the others in the group because she won't really explain her motives for dragging them all across the world as her escort, but they gradually to get accustomed to each other because they need each other for survival.


Oh, and another question (which I'm just going to ask half seriously.)
Would you be interested in writing the next part to this story?
Of course, that is not the same story at all as the one I was talking about. (Though in my opinion, the main character is somewhat close to beeing a Gary Sue. I don't think he is one quite though.)

That pm was hell to write, and I just realized I missed some stuff gonk

Back to the story after a long tangent:

When I next awoke, a dim light peered in through the cracks of the walls around me. I felt as numb as I had three summers ago in the Antarctic. I spent time there researching and was back home in North Dakota for the time being. My friends and I had planned a little reunion, ten years after graduating from the same middle school. After that, a couple of the boys moved away. Silly how now they were gone, and gone for good. Not like moving away where we can send emails saying we'll get together on such-and-such day. No, they were gone and I was... I hadn't the slightest idea. I was alone, that was for sure.