What the shit?
Okay. I do this, too, I'm guilty, too, mostly in Replacement Killers, but it's fun funtimes, and it's not supposed to be a story.
There is a difference between the dross I keep
in my personal journal and the stuff that actually makes it to posting status.
To wit: I
know:
( How not to stuff up my account. Although here are some ways I could. )Which, finally, we're at my point. PointSSssS. I have more than one.
ONE:
I don't care how badass
you are Ruseugi-or-whatever is,
Greed DOES NOT, generally, want to bed things/people/Sues that are actively trying to
kill him.
Unless these things/people are named, oh, Envy, for example. Or Lust. Or Martel. Riza makes him nervous for the same reasons Kimbley makes him nervous--he's not afraid of death, but getting shot in the package, even when it grows back? Not his favorite passtime. Also, just 'cause bullets bounce off doesn't mean they don't hurt. XD
Anyway, Greed
does pop a boner for just about everything, but a) that doesn't mean she's SPECIAL; he's just a pervert, or b) that he loves her.
Although he might tie her up and leave her naked in a closet somewhere so he could take her out and admire her flawless etc. etc. at intervals until she died. And then he would go collect a new pretty nothing. They flock to him by the millions, you see.
Maybe he'd separate them by type? A whole wall of Sues with gleaming rainbow wingspans, frozen and flawless in eternal SILENCE. Meaningless gorgeous THINGS. *Wallows in it.*
Uh, before my hold on the "righteous" portion of the "righteous wrath" completely evaporates.
TWO:
Don't fucking update a
WIP I love, flaws and all with "I'm totally never updating this again because my original manga is way more important."
It doesn't make me love you. It achieves rather the opposite.
I wanted a story
about Greed BEING KING OF HELL. Not about your original characters. And, you know what? Even if your comic turns out to be really super awesome, I still won't care about it.
I ordered a chili dog, with extra cheese, and you brought me a fucking UNFLAVORED QUAKER RICE CAKE.
I am so pissed off right now. That's such a dirty
cheat.
When you take a dump, and then put syrup on it? That's not pancakes.
ANGRY JHETI OF CAPSLOCK. FOR REALLY REALS. REALLY.
Rrrghhh.