New chapter coming soon... ish. I hope. · 1:48pm Dec 30th, 2015
Hey there, everyone.
Sorry for the complete lack of activity regarding my stories. It has been a slow several months for me, which resulted in me not having all that much interest in writing. I had to force myself to put something on paper after a couple of months, which was difficult at best. Still, it worked, as there is a brand new chapter for Silver Spirit. The only problem would be the holidays keeping my editors from doing all that much... Although a 33K+ chapter might also be a bit much after so long. And then we're not even counting the next chapter for the Baltimare Incident that adds another 5.5k, and the new chapter for Guilt of Phantom. The last one is still being written, mind you. It took some time to find back that spark, but not long after finishing the chapter for SS, it came back to me, and progress has really picked up in the last week or so. 8.9K in gdocs so far, and far from done with this one.
So, yes. New chapters are coming, but I can't say for certain when. It won't be this year anymore, but soon, I hope.
Of course, after waiting so long, I reckon you would like to see at least something, so here's a little preview for what you can expect in the new chapter of Silver Spirit.
Here is the obvious spoiler alert for anyone who want to read the coming chapter without any knowledge of what is to come. So if you want to go in fresh, stop reading here.
Still reading. Okay, here it is:
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Erlea moved through the foliage surrounding the building with practiced ease, though her pink coat did little to help her blend in with the greens and browns, not to mention how the gleaming silver tiara resting on top of her head made her even more noticeable. 'Still,' she thought, 'it's less conspicuous than a changeling moving about.' But that was cold comfort and those thoughts did little to quench her feelings of unease.
Not because she was sneaking around this apple orchard, owned by ponies. Nay, it was not even the form she had chosen to use as a disguise, although she really wasn't a fan of the pony she now resembled. No, her unease came from the conversation she had had with Apple Bloom earlier that morning.
She had met a pony who was not only not afraid of a changeling, but also offering to help. Even going as far as allowing her to feed directly on her emotions through her bite. This was unheard of, and it left Erlea's mind in turmoil.
'I don't know what's going on with these ponies, but I will find out,' she told herself, sneaking closer and closer to the rustic home, only to be caught off guard by Apple Bloom's brother who was rapidly approaching the farm house.
Much to Erlea's distress she was in neither the appropriate position, nor the proper disguise to hide from view, and much to her rising anxiety, the stallion slowed down as his gaze settled on her.
Looking around in a panic, trying to find any way out of this situation, Erlea found herself running out of options as the large form of the red stallion came closer and closer; his shadow soon covering her smaller form.
'Oh, dung beetles.'
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'Yep, totally coming back to bite me in the ass,' Dani thought sourly, hovering invisible above the village. Looking down on the crowd that gathered, surrounding the pony who had been screaming like a little filly. The fact that this pony was not a little filly, but a full grown, heavily muscular stallion significantly increasing the weirdness of it all.
"Bulk Biceps?" one of the ponies said, approaching the terrified stallion. "What is going on?"
'Seriously, that's his name?' Dani wondered, confused. 'Did they name him after he bulked up or something?'
Raising a trembling hoof, Bulk Biceps pointed back where he had come from, everypony's heads turning towards where he was pointing.
"O-o-out t-there," he spoke with a fear induced stutter.
'Oh, come on. All I did was fly into you. Why are you so afraid?' Dani humphed, arms crossed.
"Out there, what?" another pony asked, his coat a dull orange and his mane and tail stone grey.
"A g-g-g-GHOST!" Bulk Biceps stammered, before shrieking again.
The reaction of the crowd was instantaneous. Horrified gasps came from many, and several mares, standing near a flower stand, fainted on the spot. Mothers pulled their foals towards them, while everyone looked around in fear.
"Are you sure you saw a ghost?" a mare with ice-blue fur asked, and Bulk Biceps nodded his head fervently.
Now several other ponies were screaming in terror, running for their homes and barricading the doors and windows.
'Oh for the love of...' Dani facepalmed, sighed, and shook her head. 'Can this get any worse?' Her eyes then caught sight of something that made her unbeating heart skip a beat. A faint glimmer of polished metal, sticking partially out of the skeptical blue mare's saddlebags. Something she knew she had seen before, and she risked turning intangible and dropping down to get a better look.
Looking around quickly to make sure she hadn't been detected in any way, she quickly phased her head through the saddlebags, and her suspicions were confirmed.
Rearing back in shocked realization, she slammed a hand over her mouth to prevent a gasp from escaping. Rapidly flying up, she looked down at the pony with wide, worried eyes; this problem had just become much, much bigger than she thought possible, for what she found in the mare's bags was nothing less than a genuine Fenton Ghost Scanner.
'She's a ghost hunter!' she thought before noticing the mare regrouping with three others, and Dani quickly connected the pieces. 'They're the team I heard about back in Canterlot.'
Worry settled down over her, much like the fear that had descended upon the ponies of the village. She had found the ghost hunters, and the village now knew that a ghost was active in the area. 'I'll need to be careful. I can't let them find me,' she thought, before hurrying away, flying towards the edge of the village. Yet, as she did so, she missed the four ponies looking up at the area she'd just left; a scanner held tight in the hoof of the ice blue mare.
Meanwhile, sitting behind the glass of Pinkie Pie's bedroom window, Gummy watched the events play out. Eyes open, unblinking, watching. Watching endlessly as the ghost hunters quietly moved away from the crowd. Watching the young Halfa as she flew near where he sat.
His eyes narrowed slightly, then he blinked.
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With his nose planted firmly on the ground, inhaling deeply as he followed a scent he had been seeking for many years, the small pup soon found himself standing in front of an old, hollowed out tree. There was a door and windows built into the side and several strange looking masks and jars, filled with odd-smelling liquids, were placed all around the tree's trunk. Their purpose was unknown to the pup, nor did his mind dwell on this particular topic.
What did catch his interest was the smell he followed; traces of it were coming from within the hut, mixed with and hidden by fresher, and much stronger, scents which caused him to sneeze.
Shaking his head, ears flopping, and scratching an itch behind his right ear, he eagerly approached the strange tree; knowing it had already been claimed by another, he ignored the need to mark it as his own.
Sniffing at the door with his nose pressed against the wood near the bottom, where the many smells drifted from underneath the slight crack, he sneezed for a second time. Barking lightly, he took a step back, before jumping for the door and phasing cleanly through it.
Many strange things awaited him inside the tree. There were more of those masks, hanging from the walls. More of those strange bottles filled with strange smelling fluids standing on multiple shelves. Even a large black cauldron standing in the center of the room, with a roaring fire underneath; a blue bubbling concoction held within. Standing next to it, staring at him with large, wide eyes, was a strange creature covered in bizarre black and white stripes; multiple golden bands looped around her neck, and… and… and a large wooden stick! A large wooden stick which she slowly moved around as she fully turned to face him.
His eyes widened upon spotting this most marvelous of toys, tongue lolling out of his mouth.
"This can not be, this eerie glow of green," the creature spoke. "Yet here it stands, a denizen of the world unseen."
He didn't know what she was talking about, nor did he really care. His attention was completely absorbed by that glorious wooden stick. Then, in a motion meant to place the stick on a table, but which he saw as an invitation to play fetch, he jumped up and ran for it. Tongue lolling out, mouth wide open, and the black and white creature's eyes widened in fear and misunderstanding.
A loud yell came from the hollow tree, echoing through the forest, shortly followed by the cacophony of barking and objects falling over.
Can't wait! One of my favorite crossovers!
Forgot comment on this but I am looking forward to how this all turns out. Look Ponyville Cujo is coming to town.