About that job. · 5:13pm Aug 31st, 2022
Well, I actually fucking got it. Been working for the past three weeks at my first proper job in years, and I have even better news than that.
Well, I actually fucking got it. Been working for the past three weeks at my first proper job in years, and I have even better news than that.
Real Ending: https://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/741791
*See everyone's lives going to hell.*
Welp.
*Sits at table and grabs a drink.*
I am surrounded by fire, like there's a major fire right next to our town, and more major fires semi close to us in every direction. The smoke is thick as fog, you can always smell it. Street lights at night aluminate it and it's impossible to see anything in the horizon. We have these nice, big hills about 4-6 miles away from the town, can't see em.
I've been a bit under the weather since Trotcon, but feeling better now.
This weekend I need to work on putting together some poni stuff for my niece (she's up here for her birthday), and my inability to do basic things makes that a bit difficult. So I may be delayed a few days on the Trotcon retro and the other long post I still really really want to share with y'all.
*NOTE: I add these to my Disney VHS collection because they are Disney subsidiaries.*
TOUCHSTONE:
1. BABY, SECRET OF THE LOST LEGEND
DATE: 1985
PRINT DATE: Either October 4 or 9, 1985 (ink is fading fast from the bottom sticker)
PLACE OF PURCHASE: http://www.eBay.com (former rental; from Tolley's Video Mart, which was a regional chain of stores in the state of Tennessee; this came from their Springfield (Tennessee) locale)
Crackle Pop is on the way home. The ribbon in his lap, he can't wait to give it to Chirpy.
But a few more things happened after the race.
Crackle Pop recaps on the events.
Trust me, you want to click that page break.
I'm surprised that I slept well, considering that I stayed up later than usual to tell a friend happy birthday. By that I mean I texted "Birth." at midnight. Last night I shaved, plucked, and moisturized my entire existence. I reached the ultimate form of cleanliness. I just hope that someone sees how fabulous I look today. My mom just told me that a good grocery store opened 5 minutes from my house, so I might go there to get some yogurt for a cucumber
I have decided to write an additional blog entry for the first chapter of "Fate must be Cruel only to the Kind" to elaborate more on the plot of it, similar like I do with every new chapter of my fic for Flurry Heart.
Only one word left
6/14/2015
I dreamt of these monsters again. For a second time. This wasn’t the first I had this dream, but it was slightly different from the first one, which was months ago. I don’t know why, but I don’t remember climbing a huge “stair” made up of giant statues with ice making it difficult to climb it. I suppose I should explain the world first so I can get a good sense of what it was like before the image fades away.
The World
Crackle Pop leaves the train upon arriving in Ponyville and gets awaited by his big sister Derpy on the platform. When she is surprised to see him instead of Chirpy, Crackle Pop explains to Derpy what happened and together, they set their sight on winning the Applewood Derby for Chirpy.
But will they succeed? How will a certain accident affect their plans and what will happen after it? Is there any hope at all to dry Chirpy's tears?
You have been disappointed, questioned your life, possibly considered wandering forever, but for those of you who made it through somehow. here is your reward!
you thought it was over after 3 part? well my friend.......... you were correct.
I've had fun writing. I hope Dagi and Vital did too.
now if you'll excuse me, I'm in need of mind bleach.
Yes, that's right, everyone--my longest story, If You Give a Little Love, has been accepted to Equestria Daily! This is my first-ever EqD acceptance, but it may not be my last--I'm thinking of submitting Paging Doctor Sparkle in the future as well. In any case, this is as much a cause for celebration as any, and I have all of you to thank for it!
Yep, 'nother one. This is an idea that came up a few years ago that I just never got around to even starting on, and at this point, I'm sure I just never will. To the literary catacombs we go!
What then? How would your life be? How would you feel about having a special talent that is supposed to help ponies, but harms them at the same time? How would you react to this and how would you try to cope with it? Can you imagine how it would be to go through life with such a cruel fate?
There is a pony who can imagine this, because this is exactly the fate that was bestowed on him.
When Crackle Pop awakes the next morning, he finds an unpleasant surprise. An unpleasant surprise that suddenly makes everything different for him and his sister. It leaves them both in sorrow, but is there a glimmer of hope?
I'm very, very sorry. A declaration like that typed out on a phone in front of a river is very scary. As an author who wanted to have his blog either be for comedy or stories, I feel it was very rude to drop that out of nowhere.
Also, not dead.
I'll have to keep it a secret for a few months since it's a gift, but it is so beautiful! It looks like something that you can buy at a store. My mom says that it looks like something I could sell for $20 or $400 if it's at an anime convention. It sounds like a good idea, but there's no way I can sell these things. It took me two days to make it by hand, and I put my love in every stitch. I'm not making these for just anyone; my hands would fall off if I