*growls in utter hatred*

I hate the SO.

I Hate Lorac.

I Hate Mary Sues.

I Just spent a bloody four months in a Sue fic because the flaming porter device wasn't waterproof having mad passionate sex with Lorac. I was having mad passionate sex with Lorac because the empathic dampener that dampens our link apparently short-circuted.

So for four months we were prancing around in the wilderness, following Arathorn as he went to deliever the Sue to her father in Hobbiton (which had no hobbits), and had a lot of sex.

I'm not saying that the sex wasn't good. It was just... mostly... sort of ...if I was in my right emotional state I wouldn't have done it... and now.

Now I feel as if I've been taken advantage of.

There. I said it.

I feel like Lorac took advantage of me.

And the rat bastard doesn't care!

He's just so focused on me that he doesn't care if I want to or not.

*sighs*

I'll have the report up later.