holy shit that was a pretty fucked up rollercoaster of a story
Bright Eyes is actually a pretty cool character- what a creative concept she has!

seemed like part of the Walking Dead Game (actually yeah because of all the ghouls/zombies but i mean) with all those decisions: Candy briefly deciding between Nohta and her escaping or going back to help the Rangers and Holly and whether or not to save the last healing potion. even though the latter choice wasn't really a decision (she decided on it pretty fast...)-- still: do you go all the way to heal yourself and risk having nothing to fall back on once you're injured again, or do you leave some security but also leave yourself incredibly wounded with a missing chunk of flesh?

"shaudenfreudistic"
isn't there a c between the first s and h?

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Hehe, missed one. Thanks for pointing that out, I'll go back and fix it.
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I certainly love to embarrass the poor girl, that's for sure. But there are plans for that one. We just won't see them unfold for a while.

I'm glad you two have enjoyed the story so far! Work on chapter 6 has already gotten started, so I'm hoping to get that one out faster than 5. I just gotta hope that life will cooperate this time!

Dam, nice work, maybe I'm thinking about this too much but it would be interesting if one or more of the sisters bacame gouls. The length on these chapters make them worth the wait.

I look forward to chapter six. Might be best to split such large chapters up, even if they're still released together. This killed a good chunk of a very long car drive, though.

And yes, it's totally not fair that they blew the bridge and Brighty still got them. As the saying goes; life (unlife if you're feeling punny) isn't fair. Not much that can stop a zombie-god, though.

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Thanks for the comments! It's always nice to hear what people think of my work!

I've actually been trying really hard to cut back on the length of these chapters, but they keep growing beyond my initial estimates. Turns out I'm really bad at judging just how many words are gonna be in a chapter before I write it.

And now I've had two people suggest that I split the chapters into chunks. I'll definitely have to give that some consideration. I imagine that it would make the converted file easier to fix up after I upload from Gdocs...

4912075 It's not uncommon for chapters to be chunked up into parts 1, 2, and 3; even released at the same time. Not that I mind long installments, and short ones (<4-5k, depending on content) kinda just feel like a big tease.

Though I wouldn't mind the next one being equally sized, I have plenty of enthusiasm for more from the cliffhanger. Just split it up into two or more parts.

5508580 This is actually the first I've heard of the video. Thanks for showing it to me!

I'm enjoying the story, and I'll possibly have some more in-depth feedback for later, but at the moment I just want to say that the purple prose is driving me nuts. I hope that's less of an issue in future chapters. There's a difference between having a large vocabulary to use when it contributes something to the story and premeditating an endeavor to exploit the English lexicon via excessive abuse of thesauri to enact hire wire feats of sesquipedalianism.

I hope the sarcasm doesn't come across too harshly. I'm not trying to make fun of you or anything, just trying to make a point. It seems like you took every possible opportunity to use a thesaurus to pick a more "colorful" synonym, but it seems to be having the opposite effect from what was intended. And it's bugging me so much because the writing would be really good if the rhetoric was reigned in to something more tasteful. It's the only significant issue I have with the narrative, but it's kind of a big one.

Wow I loved this chapter. I personally loved Hollywood character, I hope she comes back, in a good way of course.... Please.

I lingered in the room for a moment longer, my thoughts taking a decidedly introspective turn. Grenades? Really? I levitated out my little laser pistol, staring at the grooves in the metal and the winking lights indicating charge and magical wavelength. “Father… “ I whispered to the still silence left in the wake of the explosion, my lips curling into a small smile as I shook my head. “You gave me the wrong weapon, Dad.”

Huh. This is the first time I've even heard of a medic/doctor that liked using explosives. I like it. Good luck finding enough grenades to--- oh wait, Alchemy. Explosives are just another product of Alchemy/Chemestry. Forgot.

Still… I couldn’t help but ponder the opportunity with which we were being presented. Would I be free to pursue my own ends if I were a part of this organization? Did I even want to associate myself with somepony who would treat others like tools to accomplish a task?

My exact thoughts when I was offered the same in Fallout 4.

A small smile spread across my lips as I imagined the raw power and destruction about to be wrought by my own hoof.

I know exactly how you feel! It's such a good feeling to hold the power to destroy in your hands.

I looked up at my sister as I placed the explosive bundle in a jagged crack in the concrete. “Do you think I should try to get Bright Eyes with this?”

She survived an entire salvo of missiles and minigun fire. Your cute bundle o' sticks ain't gonna cut it.

I've read several FO:E stories and this is among the best ones I've read. I love the sisters so much, no matter how they might change for better or for worse.

When the boss monster appears and your entire team is level 10.