Mary Sue Sullivan

Location: Framework Area
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One moment, Mary Sue was pondering the complexities of time travel, the next, she was quite literally gut shot. It was at a time like this that a hero that was more trained, or experienced, or who had been mortally wounded before would be something to try to save themselves, but unfortunately, Mary Sue was none of those things. She collapsed on the floor, trying not to hyperventilate. The most she knew was that if she tried to pull it out, she might die from the blood loss, so it had to stay in. One bright side was that it took agonizingly long to die from an injury like this, the bad side was that it was going to hurt like a bitch as it dragged her to death's door.
Bonus Mary Sue, on the other hand, was looking incredibly concerned at her purported future self. Her voice was filled with worry, and she asked, as Andy dragged her away. "If... if she dies do I die?" She had no idea what emotions she was supposed to feel about this. Could she have empathy for herself? Should she be scared? Human brains weren't designed for this. The emotional maelstrom that was rolling through her were ineffable. Why wasn't she doing anything or trying to save herself? It felt like, if there was one thing she knew she felt, it was disappointment.