From Genius to Goddess

 

(Author's note: this is meant to be a spoof of badly written Mary-Sue stories. The ending is open-ended on purpose, so that sequels can be written by other members. With that said, I hope you can enjoy the story for what it is.)
 

"No, no, no! I almost solved the formula!"

 

Sophya and Niky

Author's declaimer: This story was inspired by an series of illustrations by N647 about "Sophya and Niky." This work is meant as an over-the-top Mary-Sue story, right down to the color-changing eyes. It is overdone by design with no apologies. I will not be writing more in this universe, but I invite others to do so if they wish, either before of after these events. I know N647 will not mind. Sincerely, Mr. GreyMan

Kimmy’s Plaything

It happened in an instant. Our senior physics club was touring the giant MaWSI facility at Caltech in a room filled with superconducting magnets and lasers. Most of the kids were barely paying attention because Emily, a previously-mousy brunette who had returned from summer vacation with a new wardrobe, a new hairstyle, and, most importantly, new breasts, was wearing a tight sweater and no bra. Most of the boys were crowded around her, staring while they tried to come up with some way to talk with her.

Sun Worshipper

 

Below is a story I originally wrote as a “choose your own adventure” entry at Writing.com. I’ve stitched the main path of that story here for your enjoyment. If it seems a little choppy in places, meandering, or if the characters ask themselves questions that they immediately answer, now you know why!

Enjoy!
 

Sun Worshipper

User Error

 

Polly walked into the lab with a huff, dumping her backpack in the corner and sitting down on the nearest stool. Here she was, a cute little freshman college student new to the big city from her hometown in Kansas, and was she allowed to have a social life? No.

It’s not like Polly couldn’t have a social life if she wanted one. College was supposed to be a fresh start, right?