I couldn't tell you why I still have a FIMFiction tab open on my browser, and I can't even tell you the last time I clicked onto it. I think it's realistic that posting this is the last major activity I'll grant the site.
According to the info blurb beside my name, this is the ten-year anniversary of this account. And to think, this all started with me doing self-insert riffs on bad MLP fiction. And now I've got two finished stories under my belt, a crossover atrophying in a forgotten corner, and two other projects completely pony-unrelated I've finally put some words down for*. And also the last vestiges of my
This month, we're finally, finally finishing that riff of a riff we started god knows how long ago. We've spliced in a tiny Christmas story in there too.
HUSBAND HELP ME HARASS OUR SON WITH MEMORIES OF FUTASHY MEATSPIN.
1496442 Yes, dear.
1496442>>1496444 WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?
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SON WE CARE ABOUT YOU THIS IS WHY WE DO THESE THINGS.
1496447 BE QUIET, SON. YOU WERE AN ACCIDENT ADOPTED.
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THAT'S TERRIBLE DON'T TELL HIM THAT.
1496442 I googled it. I-i-it's real!
I am convinced that twow is Black Willy Wonka.
This makes too much sense (in that it makes none).