If you were a woman, I would have sex with you.

Well, I haven't been able to write for a while because some stuff has been coming up in my personal life. I would tell you, but I doubt you want to or give a shit about my problems. But fuck it, I'll amuse myself and give it a shot.

Me being 15 years old, I'm dependent on a parent figure for food, shelter, and other things of the sort. If these parent figures lost a job, I, in turn, would feel the effect as well. What I'm getting at is that my mother almost lost her job as a mail carrier due to some cunt who was angry because she accidentally gave a package to someone else who had the same address number (street was different, obviously), same house size, same position in the cul-de-sac as the actual receiver. He complained, and the dickface that is my mom's boss, vocally, nearly ripped her a new one. Her job was literally in the hands on his mood that day. She, obviously, wasn't too happy, and needed me to keep her company and cheer her up until she got the news of er either still having her job or not. She and I recently lost my father, so she was already in a vulnerable state, so...yeah. Then, after that, my PC nearly imploded due to a wave of Trojans fucking it's shit, so I had to get it fixed. Thank god my fanfictions were safe. I hope. Then, I found out a friend from my mom's work and her were together, which pissed me off, considering my father died literally five months ago, and she was already shagging someone else. But, I'm feeling well enough now to write, so I'll try my best to write. I know I'm not very good at keeping promises (That Innocent Day, False Traitor, True Hero Visual Novel, Beautiful Blue Wings) but I'll try my damndest. Well, to the 5 people who actually reading FPtK.

Also, If I see anyone saying, "Oh, this faggot is just throwing out his problems to get attention," fuck off, because I'm not. Why should I lie? If people care about what I'm dealing with, they do. If they don't care, they don't. Honesty is the best policy, so I might as well tell the truth.

So, I wrote the first two Chapters of That Innocent Day, and when I looked over them...I was highly disappointed with everything I wrote. It seemed ridiculous, uninteresting, and bland. I realized the way it was going that it was going to suck. That, and I have no real inspiration to write it anymore. So, until I can find a better way to take the story, and have an overall interest to write it, I won't publish That Innocent Day. Yet. But, you have better stories (i.e. Somewhere Out There) to look forward to. So, yay.

I'm really looking forward to Somewhere Out There. This is probably the biggest thing I've ever though up. I'm planning on writing a Tainted log, event log, character bio database, and skill/form library. It's going to be a lot like Kingdom Hearts, so expect a lot of "Ah, I see what you did there :3" moments. I really want to get it started, but I also want to wait until I've finished everything else so I can put my full focus on it. Since From Prince to King and That Innocent Day are smaller projects, and more self explanatory, I might do both of those at the same time. I'm getting off very early tomorrow, so I might write the first two chapters of That Innocent Day then. The first chapter is the prologue, which I already wrote in that blog post, and the other is the actual start where you learn about the main character more. Since it's only a two hour day tomorrow, I'll pull an all nighter for From Prince to King.

MS Word decided to resurrect.

So yeah. Chapter 2 should be up tomorrow.

Ok, I guess WordPad is okay...I can still italicize and such...Oh, no thesaurus option? That's fine, I'll just go to thesaurus.com. No word count? Eh, I can get over that.

No spell check?

...

Now I'm gonna sound like an illiterate dumbass with my horrible spelling and grammar! NNNOOOOOOOO!!!

Ok, guys, no FPtK for a while until I get MS Word up again. I think viruses fucked it up, so I have to go and either buy it or obtain it immorally.

Oh, and I lost Chapter 2 because I can't open it, so let me release some more rage to the world.

There, that's better.

Wait, I feel more on the way (That's what she said)

I think that will suffice for now. If you have any tips for assistance, I love you long time.

Great, now Microsoft Word won't open.

I want to stab the universe.

I look at False Traitor, True Hero. In 5 hours, I got 115 notifications involving that story. I look at From Prince to King. In 5 hours, I get 20 notifications involving that story.

FUCK DA COPS I DO WHAT I WANT

From Prince To King:

"You can't just sit here all day, staring over the city. Get back to the castle Czar, you can't just walk about the streets, you're royalty.

"There's nothing waiting for me there, father. I'd just be sitting at a table filled with more politics and other boring riff-raff."

"Well, that 'boring riff-raff' is what controls what happens in Equestria!"

"Yeah, you've told me before," Czar sighed as he cast his eyes back towards the city. He watched the residents of Canterlot, all prim and proper, go about their daily buisness.

"Listen here, you'll be back to your quarters at 5:00, do you here me, Czar?" Caesar pointed his finger authoritatively at his son. "Do you hear me?"

"Yes sir, I'll be in my quarters at 5:00." He responded, not making eye contact. Caesar, realizing that taking this any farther wouldn't solve anything, sighed, and made his way back down the stairs of the abandoned building.

Czar stared at the city for a long time, not fixing his gaze on anything else. He thought on why he was here, and it's importance. To learn what it's like in another country, to gain ideas when I take rule. Sounds like a grand idea to me. Czar wished desperately to be back in Marvalia, back to where his father wouldn't be on his case about every single thing he would do. At least there, he could have some peace...

"Who are you, mister?" A child's voice called out. Czar turned around to see a child, about 3 foot tall, staring at him. He had very short hair, almost crew cut, and dark green eyes.

"I'm, uh...I'm a newcomer. I just moved here." He responded. Czar wanted to stay a little low, for his political status might inspire some people to do some nasty things to him.

"Are you Prince Czar from Marvalia?" the little boy asked.

"H-how did you know?" Czar asked in shock.

"I stay at the castle, too. I'm a soldier's son, and I'm going to be a soldier when I'm older. I heard that you came here, but I barely saw your around the castle, so I came to find you. I'm Tactic." The child held out his hand, the common gesture for a handshake.

Well, isn't he just the formal little bugger. "Nice to meet you, Tactic. And apparently, you already know me."

"Yeah, sorry about that. But, I think it'd be best if you came back to the castle." he said bluntly.

"Uh, what?" Czar was confused. Was someone uncanny prowling around, someone that wanted to harm him?

"You're father will be angry if you don't return." Oh. Just Caesar.

"I don't care if he gets mad or not," Czar sighed.

"Why? He's your dad, you should listen to him." he inquired.

"Look, I don't know how you've been raised, but," Czar looked around, and sat up off of the edge, walking closer to the boy, "just because your parents tell you something, doesn't mean it's always right."

"Are you saying...your dad's wrong?" Tactic tilted his head, like a dog.

"Er, yes and no. It's just," he rubbed his forehead, just below his horn, "what he wants is different that what I want. He wants be to be this great king, and...I don't."

"Well, he wants what's best for you. That's why he does that."

"Does he? Marvalia isn't like Equestria. Celestia is immortal. She will live forever."

"I know that," he said defensively.

"Right. There's no stress over an heir, because she doesn't need one. Marvalia...my dad doesn't have too many years left in him. Maybe twenty, and to a kingdom, twenty years is like a day. If I'm not a suitable enough ruler, Marvalia will fail. Father doesn't want that at all, he wants me to be amazing, and just as great a ruler as himself."

"Well...you never know."

"Huh?" Czar gave the child a strange look.

"Maybe it's his own way of looking out for you." Tactic began to slowly stride around as he talked. "If you becoming a great king will protect you in the near future, maybe that's what you should do. Or maybe...he's just confused of what you want..."

"You have a point there," Czar sighed. "But, you don't know him. I've seen him, and all he cares about is his kingdom. Spend your life with him, and see how he acts."

Tactic stayed silent. Czar wandered what was going through his head. He just stood there, staring at the sky, at Celestia's radiant sun.

"I see where you're coming from," he finally stated. "But...you don't want to disappoint Princess Celestia, do you?"

Czar's heart skipped a beat when he heard that name. "N-no, I guess not," he sighed.

"Good. Now, please come with me, Prince Czar." Tactic said.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," he sighed.

That Innocent Day:

Hah, that day...I can't believe that little day caused all of this. When I think about it, I don't know whether I should be thankful, or regretful. Anyway, this isn't what a journal is about, is it? I shouldn't be rambling, I should be archiving the events as I remember them. Some say it keeps ponies sane. Others say it's a waste of time. Either way, I need to get this down, so I can have something to look back on, something to make feel happier if the shit hits the fan.

Anywho, let's get this started. I was out shopping in the market, looking for some cat food for my pet cat, (you don't say), Moe, pronounced moe-ay. I traveled through the bustling center of commerce, taking notice to just how many ponies were there. I never really noticed before for some reason, but I guess I was just being more observant than usual.

I caught eye of the vendor who sold pet food walked up to his cart. Another pony was already there, a mare to be exact. I'd seen her around and talked to her every once and a while, but I never really made friends with her. Her name was Rarity, I think. She had a cat named Opalescence, as she told me once, so I assumed that's who she was buying it for.

Once she purchased her product, she noticed me behind her and gave me a simple greeting, which I returned. I bought my bag and began to set off.

Hm...I wonder if they added a new volume to my favorite manga, I remember thinking. I navigated through more carts containing various things which others were buying to find the section I was looking for. In a way, looking for manga in a marketplace is kinda silly. They're really rare to find, because not many ponies are into that sorta stuff, but if you go to the right colt, you might find what you're looking for.

That's when it all happened. That's when I saw her. She was keeping her head low. At that time, I thought it was because she was hiding from somepony, or something like that. She looked like she was looking for something, but she didn't want anypony to know that she was. She had a long pink mane, almost like bubblegum, and a long tail of same color that reached the ground, and a butter yellow coat.

Somepony of great size walked by her, which seemed to startle her greatly. She jumped suddenly, causing something to fall out of the saddlebags on her back.

"S-sorry, I should've watched where I-I was going," I barely heard her stutter before she scuttled away. The large colt paid no mind, and seemed to not even notice that she was there.

She had such a nice voice, I thought. I walked up to the discarded item to see what it was. Upon closer inspection, I was quite surprised to find out what it was.

A shoujo manga, or a manga aimed at younger mares, was laying upon to cobblestone. I knew this series; Its name was Death Steed. It was about a filly who'd just arrived in a new school in Manehatten, when suddenly, a unicorn catches her eye. At first, it was subtle, but soon, she found herself highly infatuated with him. Later, she found out, while "following him home out of curiosity" that he was involved in a revival of a long-ago extinct species of creatures, named Death Steeds, that Princess Celestia herself had struggled to defeat. The colt was trying to stop a group from resurrecting the creatures, but the filly ended up getting caught up in a battle that all of Equestria would be involved in. Despite sounding like a manga centered around action, it's very heavy on romance and life-long relationships. Though, it did have some breathtaking fight scenes and major plot twists. I, myself, loved this series, and was sad to see it end. Yet, I never found anypony else who enjoyed it as much as I did.

Then I realized that this was that mare's! I quickly jerked my head in all directions, desperately searching for the filly that dropped it. No way I'd ever want her to lose something as godly as Death Steed. I spotted her, and, after I grabbed the manga with my teeth, then placing it on my back, I trotted up to her.

"Um, excuse me, I believe you dropped this," I told her as I reached her. She jumped slightly at the sudden sound of my voice calling out to her. She looked back at me, keeping her head down.

The only thing that came to mind when I saw her face for the first time was, Woah. She was...to say the least gorgeous. I had guessed she was about 17 or 18 at the oldest, for her facial features looked young or bright. Yet, to my dismay, she quickly covered most of her face with her mane.

"U-um..." she started. At the time, I was too busy staring at her unbelievably gorgeous visage to notice that I'd been staring for a bit too long.

I came to my senses, then remembered why I was talking to her.

"Oh, yeah, uh, I think you dropped this," I said while reaching my teeth to the manga placed on my back. When it entered my mouth, I retracted my tongue as to be sure not to soil any pages. I, as well, clenched my teeth very lightly so I wouldn't dent the cover.

"Oh, uh, I-I, um," she muttered, so fast to where I barely understood. She opened her saddlebag, then explained.

"I, uh, was just curious, s-stuff like that isn't really my thing," she murmured. The mare gently took the manga from my teeth, then returned it to her saddlebags.

"Oh," I sadly responded. It was too good to be true: a cute mare into dorky stuff like Neighponese pop culture. "It's sad, cuz I really liked this series."

Her head perked up at my words. "R-really?" she asked.

"Yeah, Hinako's such a badass. You'd never have thought that someone with her size and stature could take down a Steed with Naruto's katana. That thing looks pretty heavy." I explained.

"Oh, I never knew that colt's would be into shoujos like Death Steed! I mean, I was confused at first with the name, but it had a lot of sweet moments. It did have some nicely drawn fight scenes, and they were also pretty original, too," the mare instantly began to pour out details of the manga.

"Um...I thought you said you weren't into manga...?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, um...u-um..." she was obviously looking for an excuse, but none came to mind.

I only chuckled in response. "I know it's kinda embarrassing to be into stuff like that, but you don't have to lie."

"I-I'm sorry," she let her head hang.

"Don't be. I don't blame you." I stayed silent for a few seconds while thinking of something else to say.

"Hey, uh...what's your name?" I asked out of curiosity.

"U-um...Fl-Fluttershy..." she murmured.

"So, Fluttershy, would you like to come with me to the manga vendor? I know a lot about most of the series, so I could recommend some to you." Honestly, at that moment, I just wanted to get to know her more for a bit. Part of me wanted to help give her some recommendations for good manga that she'd really like, but another wanted to be around her more. She had this...attractive aura around her. Like, I wanted to be near her as much as possible. Now, trust me, I would go all stalker on her, but every non-creepy chance I'd get, I'd wanna be with her. I have a feeling that other people would get annoyed over her shyness, but to me, shyness is adorable. Probably from too much anime, but whatever.

"Oh, you don't have to do that..." she said, "I wouldn't want to take up time from your day."

"Pff, trust me, I have nothing important to do today. I can stay out for a few more hours until I have to go feed my cat, so I can help you for a bit," I casually said.

"Well...i-if you'd like to, that would be nice...it'd make it a bit easier, since you like that kinda stuff," Fluttershy muttered. I caught sight of a tiny smile under the veil of her bubblegum colored mane."

"Okay then, let's go," I said before I began to walk in the direction of the vendor. I heard Fluttershy catch up behind me.

That's what started everything...that's why I'm here...that's why I'm scared. She makes me happier than anything, and now I'm about to lose her. I'm about to lose everything. I just want to fix everything, make Fluttershy and Flitterheart as happy as I can...but nothing can help me now.

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With an earth shattering creak, the colossal golem rose into the air.

"The fuck is this!?" I screamed. Fluttershy squeaked in fear behind me. The black figure which had attacked me zipped in front of me. His black armor looked as if it had a black ink whirling all across its surface. The armor-clad figure tried to slash at me. Instinctively, I summoned my blade and deflected his gauntlet's attempt to claw off my face. I slashed at him, which in turn caused him to backflip out of the way.

"What the hell!?" I heard someone cry from afar. I turned to see Francis and Twilight sprinting to my aid, both of their mouths agape with shock of the sight of the earthy golem. I saw trees and vines dangling all around his body. This dude must've been at least, like, half a mile tall.

"Twilight, get Fluttershy out of here!" I demanded. She nodded in confirmation, then led Fluttershy out of harm as fast as she could.

The black figure appeared again. He looked towards the golem, then back at us. For some reason, the golem responded, then turned it's immense body to face us. It's eyes were yellow, flourescent, and unnatural. He roared, then began to lift his leg.

Shit. I tried to run away, only to come face to face with that damn dude in the armor. He wrapped his fingers around my neck, then flung me away. I zipped through the air, then slowly arced down, which my body was then justly introduced to the ground. It hurt like a bitch, but the pain quickly subsided as I stood up. He had tossed me at a obscene distance, nearly 50 yards away from him. The figure did some kind of gesture with his hands. Not a second later, a black flame encircled itself around Francis and himself. I started to run towards them, but found a more prominent task at hand.

The sun blotted out. I looked up in curiosity, and almost died from shock.

A large, flat, earthy foot was falling down upon me. I turned tail, sprinting as fast as I could. There was no way I could go as fast and as far as I did under normal circumstances, but in a sense, my brain was doing all the work. I barely had to move my body to do all the things I did. I think the best way to describe it is a really efficient, acute telekinesis.

I felt the tremor of the golem's foot connecting with the ground. I nearly tripped and fell on my face due the force. I swore I could hear the ground tearing where it slammed. I bet the ponies in Ponyville felt the tremor, and were standing around, confused as all hell. I turned around to see the colossus preparing for another stomp.

Oh no you don't, I thought to myself as I sprinted towards the giant. I pushed at the ground with me TK which launched me to inhuman heights. I brandished my blade, its black metal reflecting the sunlight, and drove it into his leg. I didn't hear a single grunt or vocal notifications of pain. The fatass probably never even felt it. I pulled out the blade, then proceeded to scale up its leg.

"Ow!!" I screamed as a wave of pain tore through my body. I looked behind me to see a small bodied, flying creature, flapping its metallic wings, malignantly glaring at me. Great, not only am I having to scale up a fucking giant, I gotta deal with these monsters. I drew my blade out of the golem's leg and quickly swiped at the creature, causing his metal body to shatter into black shards.

Realizing I was now going to fall, I grabbed at a root that was sticking out of his brown and green body. Maybe I can use these roots to scale up this guy, I thought. It was worth a try. Soon, I was resembling The Wanderer from Shadow of the Colossus as I climbed up the golem's body via the scattered tree roots and branches.

I glanced down to see the two specs that were Francis and the armor-clad attacker. Francis' white dagger flashed sparks as it was struck upon the black metal of his opponents armor. The enemy was very agile and acrobatic, as observed by his ability to jump around with ease. Francis launched his dagger at the figure, which he dodged in the nick of time. The dagger relayed back to Francis, which he plucked out of the air with ease.

"Damn, he's getting better," I mumbled to myself. Another creature attempting to launch itself into my flesh informed me that I should refrain from any more dilly-dallying.

As I had gotten halfway up, the abundance of the roots had diminished. I was about 50 feet away from his shoulder, and I wasn't about to give up. I inhaled to muster my courage before I set off to try something fatal.

I used TK to propel myself forward, then I straightened up my body to do the impossible. My body was perpendicular to the giant's back. I yelled as I focused all my mental power into keeping my body from falling to its demise.

With a last grunt of effort, I made it to his shoulder. I stopped and gasped for air, my mind and body exhausted from the feat I just accomplished.

I heard squealing and shrieking, signalling the arrival of more monsters. I looked up to see a circle of the flying beasts around me. The closed in slowly, which made my heart skip a beat.

Now's a good a time as any, I thought to myself. I knew this might be a bit risky, but I took the chances.

Screwing my eyes shut, I put my mind on the thought of heat. Of unbearable flames, melting anything in reach. I thought of a tornado of flames, revolving around, an inferno destroying all in it's wake.

"Heat Storm!!! I screamed. I channeled those destructive thoughts into vocal strength. Then, I felt the heat. I opened my eyes to see flames revolving around me, destroying the oncoming attackers. They subsided, leaving me more fatigued than before.

"That's gonna take a while to get used to," I panted, wiping the sweat from my brow. I turned, and nearly fell off the golem's shoulder from shock. I was so high up, higher then ever before. I had to turn my head to keep the contents of my stomach. I never minded being high up before, but there's a certain height where I think everyone gets queasy. Taking a deep breath, I summoned by blade again, a small glow of black light accompanying its arrival. I squeezed its hilt. It was going to be scary, but this is something I needed to do. I knew that if I channeled this power, it would take a lot out of me. Yet, I had no choice. If I didn't kill this thing, and kill it fast, Francis and I would be the ones to die first.

Placing the blade in front of my, I pointed the tip slightly downward, putting the sword at an angle. 3, 2, 1.

Inky, black threads whirled around me, weaving in and out of each other, the entropic pattern they formed astonishing me. They glowed with fluorescent determination, pulsing with power waiting to be used. Soon, the threads thickened and blocked out the sunlight. It encased me in a circle, and I felt the power swell.

With a shatter, the circle exploded, the black, obsidian-like shards flying in all directions. My body shined with a black glow, as did the blade. I lifted it to the sky, and, with the power of night, darkness, and violence, struck the golem.

The big lug never saw it coming. He roared, and clawed at his back. I showed no mercy as I struck him again and again, violent and dark aura spewing everywhere. I thrust the blade to its hilt into the monster, and channeled all I could into him.

In a matter of seconds, the giant was felled, his body crumbling away to the ground.

There you go, sneak peaks of all the stories. If any of them seemed weak or plain stupid, it's because I haven't polished them. Expect From Prince to King and That Innocent Day to be started by the start of June.