Verb Name.

A Quick Introduction By Firefly Writings.
If you have read any of my previous parodies, you know I dislike YA tropes and cliches. Me and Skyfly111 are together writing our own parody that is primarily trying to make fun of the "Save the entire planet" plot. Because really, this is where the heart of tropes live. Prepare for an action packed story featuring a girl called Karma, who is not at all what most YA writers intend her to be.

You are probably wondering, why Verb Name? That isn't very much of a pleasant sounding name for a novel isn't it. Well the title is in fact only the beginning of us making fun of YA novels. You see it's actually quite common for the name of a novel to be a verb. Too common if you ask me. So Verb Name sounds very fitting doesn't it?

The protagonist, Karma, is 25. Unlike many novels today where a teenager is the one who saves the world. But kids are boring. If you want more things like this, you can read this story: [//authors-academy.fandom.com/wiki/A_Dystopian_Novel_(A_Parody) https://authors-academy.fandom.com/wiki/A_Dystopian_Novel_(A_Parody)] And this story, which is coming soon, [//authors-academy.fandom.com/wiki/A_Fantasy_Novel_(Parody) https://authors-academy.fandom.com/wiki/A_Fantasy_Novel_(Parody)] This story is currently being written with the advice of this youtuber, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLhc-nGGlsM&list=PLDb22nlVXGgcljcdyDk80bBDXGyeZjZ5e&index=19&app=desktop No due date has been decided yet.

Chapter One, Karma.
Karma Swan was not interested in going to The Shore Market. No matter how many times her friends nagged her, no matter how many times her sisters would beg her, no matter how many times the entire village would act like it was the most amazing thing in the world. No, she was quite comfortable in her courtyard, in her house, reading one of her favourite novels. But of course, her friends had other ideas, and May 15th seemed like the only day of the year where someone could legally decide what you were going to do in the morning. Now, maybe dragged isn’t the right word but she was brutally forced: Her friends decided that if she didn’t go this year they wouldn’t lend her any more books, and that was one of the most important inanimate objects to Karma. Aside from her pocket knife. Which was kept in one of her secret drawers. Heaven knows what rumors would start if anyone found out, it wasn’t exactly a common thing in Yealderbay to own a weapon. Especially when this town was populated by a race that was seemingly passive.

As her friends picked out clothes for probably the entire day, Karma sat on a little rock in the outskirts of the market, guarding all there things. They had a disagreeable rule where bags and backpacks over a certain size were prohibited. Something about not risking people carrying arms. Oh yes, call her race paranoid too.

The beach was very pretty in this time of year, a pity it’s beauty was covered by hundreds of trading boats and mini markets. She was just about to get her book out of her bag when one of her friends, Anna, emerged from the endless bushes of clothing racks and peered out, “Hey KARMA! There’s a HAIRDRESSER HERE. Come see! You need a makeover!”

Karma placed a fake smile, “I’m good, you have fun. You can use some of my money if you get short on cash.”

Anna frowned, “Are you sure? Maybe I could give you one later. I KNOW! I can buy a bunch of random clothes, and if you ever need some on an emergancy I can len-”

“Fine fine fine fine.” Said Karma, “Just as long as you keep your loud voice at least 3 metres from my ears.”

Karma was a little curious though, about the hairdresser. Did they do pixie cuts? No, even if they did, her friends would not approve of something so boyish. Her thoughts were pushed aside by George Blanche’s shoulder.

“Could you not? I thought you were some creepy guy.”

George grinned, “Well, you weren’t wrong. Having fun?”

“No not really.”

“I know something that will interest you, follow me. It’s a new addition to the market. Apollo is obsessed with it.”

She agreed to go, and this time she was actually excited for the market. Apollo Paint always had good tastes, especially when it came to cat sculpters. Out of all the friends Karma had made in her life, Apollo and George would always have a special place in her heart. It was no mystery that the two had a crush on her, as it had always been the biggest gossip topic. Karma had no feelings for either of them, but they remained good friends.When they got to the new ‘addition’ she quickly knew what it was. News was never a abundunt in Yealderbay, so she should have been excpeting this.

“Politics, really?” Surley someone as smart as Apollo would know that there was nothing interesting going on in the world. Nothing major at least. There was a time when asia, (The Qilin) Europe, (The dwarves and elves) North America, (The Thunderbirds) Oceania, (The Aquatics) Africa (Zihoni) and South America (The Amaru) were all at war. Until two hero’s stopped the war, and everybody was at peace. Now, no matter what continent you were from, you could go anywhere you liked. Apollo himself was an Aquatic, his family living in Australia. George was a Thunderbird, having his birth parents born in North America. Xenophobia was complelty erased, and nothing ever bad happened enough for there to be a politics booth. Well, almost. The hero’s daughter, Hope rules Europe. And she isn’t the best Queen. There are rumors that she has thrust harsh rules upon her people, but those rumors were just rumors to Karma...until now.

Karma was scanning the newspapers and posters when she noticed a headline that really catched her eye. Hope Declarees War. Leaders Suspect Australia Will Be Bombed.

“W-what?” She stuttered, Apollo leaned forward to see, and his face shifted to white.

“That’s-that’s where my parents live!”

“Can’t they just leave the country?”

“NO! There’s a famine in Australia. Their going to die! Their going to die!”

Karma stood helpless. She never had to comfort Apollo, he was never like this. Suddenly, his face turned from sad to angry, and in an instant his presence left the market in a swirl of fury.