In Defense of the Blokes

BittenBuggy · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:49 pm Post subject: In Defense of the Blokes

After participating in another OFC debate on why they are all the same - I realized we aren't being fair to the MALE characters. How many stories have we written where our heroic male character has been scrawny, pot-bellied, covered in fur or just downright ugly?

I know I havent written any. So I think there is a standard for our OMCs as well. They have to be beautiful, tall, muscular ect (hobbit-fic excludes this SOMETIMES - but definately the tall Wink

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I think I'm getting an idea for a challenge..... Twisted Evil

sindohte · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:51 pm Post subject:

And what pray tell is your challenge going to be? Fugly in ME?

BittenBuggy · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:53 pm Post subject:

'xactly. Well, sort of. Its developing Hiding behind the sofa

SpaceWeavil · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 6:57 pm Post subject:

I like the idea. Something like The Adventures of Boromir's Slightly Less Attractive Best Mate in Middle Earth. Cool

sindohte · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:00 pm Post subject:

Oh you mean Boromir's best friend who has yellow teeth from dipping too much tobacco and a pot belly from hitting the taverns too much? Dang BB, I think I should run away screaming from this idea of yours Shocked

BittenBuggy · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:05 pm Post subject:

Suck it up Sind Razz

I think it would do the world of fanfic some good to add a touch of realism Wink

SpaceWeavil · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:06 pm Post subject:

BittenBuggy · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:09 pm Post subject:

Aww, see I love that idea Laughing

BB is on the mush-fest bender. Twisted Evil

SpaceWeavil · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 7:13 pm Post subject:

ghettoelleth · Joined: 06 Nov 2004 Posts: 1804

Haldir stood in the doorway of the library, shaking his head, as he watched his childhood friend, Duhrohir. He sat at a long table with an oversized quill, the kind with the special grip, his left hand absentmindedly fiddling with the strap on the helmet he wore to protect himself from 'stuff that flies.' He had been sitting there for six hours, drooling and lip synching to his own writing as he attempted to put into words his passion for toast. Haldir looked up and noticed a young elleth staring longingly at Duhrohir with her lazy eye.

This is so wrong, on so many levels.

DarkElfChilde · Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2004 9:44 pm Post subject:

"Haldir, I made this bow the other day." Haldir's friend pulls back the string of the bow until it was taut, pointing the arrow at a tree. "Watch!"

Haldir stared, shaking his head. "Stupid elf..."

SNAP! He heard the bow snap in two, and watched his friend looking around for the arrow...that was in his hand.

Haldir opened his mouth to say something, but sighed in frustration as he walked away from him. "Again...stupid elf..." He murmured.

"Haldir," his friend asked, "Did you see where my arrow went? Haldir?"

"Try your hand."

Glancing down at his hand, there it was, his arrow. "Oh, there. Thanks!"

Very Happy