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  • Today
    Okay, done for now...

    Thanks to Google's unreliable chat on the doc, I'm afraid I'll be cutting tonight's session short. I will, however attempt again tomorrow night, if anyone is interested.

    If there's an option you guys might know to allow people to chat so that there's more interaction than just me typing away, please let me know.

    ~WD

    4 comments · 105 views
  • Today
    Okay! It's time to start...

    Here's some  flavor text to put us in the mood:

    Commander Shepard - Male: What're you up to now, Zaeed?

    Zaeed Massani: Next time another clone of yours tries stealing your life, we'll have a nice little surprise rigged for them. Isn't that right, Garrus?

    Garrus Vakarian: [Over Zaeed's radio] Spared no expense.

    Zaeed Massani: So, in walks your clone, takes a look around, sees this great hot tub and says to themself, "hey, I fancy a dip."

    Garrus Vakarian: Big mistake.

    Zaeed Massani: Huge. The minute they put so much as a toe in the water, a timer starts counting down.

    Commander Shepard - Male: To what?

    Zaeed Massani: Arma-fucking-geddon. Thirty seconds later, this baby heats right up.

    Commander Shepard - Male: And then what?

    Zaeed Massani: You ever swim a few laps on the surface of the sun? No? Well, your clone will be. Heh-heh. That'll teach 'em.

    Commander Shepard - Male: But what if I want to use the hot tub?

    Zaeed Massani: Covered that. It's keyed to your DNA.

    Commander Shepard - Male: But a clone would have the same DNA as me.

    Zaeed Massani: Goddamned clone.

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  • Today
    So let's say that I need some peer pressure...

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  • 1w, 3d
    43 Students Killed

    I normally don't use my blog for this, but if I don't say anything about this, I'll regret it.

    Now, some of you are probably aware of what happened in Mexico with the 43 students gone missing in September and what happened afterwards... the fact that it basically exploded into violent riots is not surprising.

    A couple of years ago, a friend of mine decided to drive from Mexico City to New Laredo, a drive he had done several times before. We never heard from him again. A couple of cartel members were caught at one point and identified his vehicle and confessed to shooting him because they had felt like it.

    Several years ago, the cousin of a friend of mine was abducted and killed by kidnappers seeking money. Another acquaintance at the time got shot for bumping someone on the road. And those two were before the Cartels became the big news item internationally.

    This might seem distant and possibly irrelevant to you, since you're most likely not in Mexico and who cares about other contries right? Well, there's plenty of us who do care, who have friends and family there, and it affects us. You know us. You read our stories, and blogs and share with us pictures and memes on Tumblr or the Social Media site of your choice.

    Tragedy happens all over the world, but remaining silent and doing nothing, is not a good way to deal with it. I'm not advocating violence here, either, but I think, that if I have about 3440 followers here, all of you with contacts and all of them with contacts of their own, we can do something. Something small, maybe, but perhaps enough to add up to what's happening out there and make a difference.

    So what am I asking for? Get informed, see what's going on, how others around the world are already protesting it, from South Korea to Brazil. Think how you would feel... if you're a student, the morning after you said goodbye to your friends, they're gone. A classroom full of empty desks, save for you and a few others.

    If you're a teacher, you've thought about this when you have seen school violence in the US, for example... the lives you're helping shape, the families you have affected... broken and gone. You wonder what happened to them... and you find out. Ashes. The rest? Thrown into the river to hide evidence.

    If you're a parent... last night your kid called you, "Hey, dad/mom, I'll have to call you later, the police is picking me up."

    I'm a parent. Whenever I see news about school violence here, I freak out about the future of my son. I have a sister... and parents in Mexico. Cousins, uncles, aunts. I know, one day, I'll find out that someone they know has gone missing, if not something closer to home.

    So what am I getting at? Once you get informed, once you decide that yes, that is shit you wouldn't want happening to you or those you love, do something simple. Create more awareness on your blogs, tumblrs, imgur, reddit, facebook, etc. It's a corruption that won't be gone until we all, Mexicans and The World put pressure on until we crush it. Make memes pointing out what's wrong with this and why we're all together as part of this same crazy-ass world and that we don't want that crap happening to our neighbors and friends any more than we want it happening to us.

    Don't get in trouble, but make some trouble, as we can and peacefully, for those that need to be in trouble.

    59 comments · 1,088 views
  • 1w, 5d
    A curiosity from back in 2008

    I wrote this little piece of sci-fi-thingy back in 2008... it still functions as a bit of a novel seed for me, don't know if I'll ever really go back to it. It's nothing too special, but I thought about it today and figured I'd share it here with you guys. It's just a curiosity, really.

    ALONE

    Drip…

    Time to wake up!”

    Life frizzled into white existence once, then disappeared into darkness.

    Don’t you want to eat something before going to school? Wake up!”

    Consciousness remained. Certain bits of information poured like green and red raindrops, flashing against the darkness; only to vanish in the unending abyss beyond his vision.

    He couldn't move yet.

    With pulsating slowness vision returned, still blurred, still pixelated on certain areas… but he could see as well as hear now.

    He moved his eyes, roaming across the remains of the warehouse for possible enemies.

    Drip…

    None, but he could see the result of his battle.

    The warehouse floor was a sea of mist, waves crashing and flowing around the few concrete columns still standing. Sunlight streamed down from holes in the roof; it made him think of clouds letting light through for a second during a storm.

    Clear sunlight highlighted swirling mist here and there, or reflected off the armored remains of his enemies.

    The scrap carcass of an almost arachnid metal monstrosity, created either to fight in tournaments or for military use, had crumbled in the middle of the room.

    Among the mist it reminded him of a ghost ship, like the ones in the old pirate novels he used to read when he was a boy.

    He closed his eyes, but darkness was replaced by opaque windows of several colors, all of them detailing just how bad his situation was.

    Drip…

    He ignored them, instead concentrating on sudden images that came to mind. The girl… had she been really a red-head? Had he been human then?

    He opened his eyes and tried to move his neck. With a whirring protest, he positioned his head downwards, now able to asses the damage visually.

    A steel pipe had run him through the stomach, and the remains of a wall had encased much of his shoulders and arms in the metal framework of the warehouse’s wall.

    One of his legs was useless. Sparks and metal clicks came from within the joint when he tried to move it, but it remained in place.

    He had once broken that same leg while playing football.

    The other leg simply did not respond. One of the many windows in his internal vision was loading a bar labeled “Extremity Usage Percentage.”

    He was singed and soot covered most of his otherwise black and red armor.

    Don’t worry we can get the stains off your uniform… you’ll see.” A smile. “It will be as good as new.”

    Drip…

    His eyes noticed the oil accumulating on the tips of his left hand fingers, then falling down in a black drop into an equally dark puddle.

    He had wailed and cried when he had cut his finger with paper a long time ago. His father had put down the mug of coffee and told him that it was alright, that the pain would disappear soon.

    His father was dead now. His brother, his friends… the red-headed girl...

    A green light on the periphery of his sight…

    He experimentally closed and opened his right hand. Then the left.

    Now count with me using your fingers, one…” a voice echoed in his head. He tried to follow along with the sentence, but he couldn't. Speaking was not an imperative process for a machine. It could be delegated to follow other, more important, internal repairs.

    What do you want to be when you grow up? An astronaut? Fire-fighter?”

    His functioning leg slowly dragged back, scratching the concrete floor with a metallic whine until it settled down, bent at the knee.

    Static crackled inside his head. “… are you there?”

    Are you there?” The red-head climbed up the branches to where he hid, holding his knees against his chest. “What’s wrong?”

    Rubble fell as his arm reached back, his hand opening to lay palm down against a large segment of concrete wall.

    Lie down, dear…” He couldn't remember her, just the voice. “The doctors say the cure will be available soon… you just need to sleep until… until then.”

    Static again, then followed by another voice. “…are able… your signal… conscious? ...answer us? …on its way… help!”

    I’ll help you. I promise!” The red-head swore. He felt cold as more scientists poured ice over him. “I’ll find a cure…”

    His right arm forced his malfunctioning leg into a similar position to the other one, then grabbed the jagged corner of the concrete wall.

    These people are responsible for her death.” The memory was clear in his databanks, or was it his mind? The voice mingled with the static-distorted words that reached his internal receiver. “We can’t cure you now, but there are other ways… it wont be the same… I’m sorry.”

    The servos in his legs started working full force. One whirring, the other click-clacking in a mad tempo as it tried to perform a task it was not able to do. His arms tensed as his elbows bent then stretched, pulling him up. The metal pipe scratched inside him, setting off sparks and making him vibrate as it slid down the way it had come in, in a slightly different angle.

    Warning lights flashed and flooded his vision.

    Why that model? It is designed for combat.”

    He invoked a picture from his archives. It covered the warning lights; the mist rolling off the extremities of the destroyed robot-tank faded; the sight of his armored body spewing liquid and sparks disappeared.

    She had long red hair, reaching past her shoulders. She was wearing a white lab coat, covering whatever clothes she wore underneath; she held a medical chart in one hand, the other rested on the top of a cylindrical tank, big enough for a small child.

    She was thirty in this picture.

    We will do it, she asked us to give you whatever you wanted… but why? Please?”

    The noise stopped, the lights died out and the image faded, leaving him staring at a group of people. Another red-headed woman stood before him. Her hair reached just above her shoulders.

    Around him and around the remains of the robots, disturbing the mists as colossus wandering in the sea, were scientists and armed guards.

    His vision blurred as his neck vibrated. She was doing something. When she finished another green light popped up for a moment.

    “Why did you come alone? Why do you keep doing this?” The woman had tears in her eyes.

    “I don’t know anymore,” He answered.

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APRIL FOOLS CHAPTER 2013

Edited by: Invisible People

"I am your father, Sweetie, and I will train you in the Art of War," Esteem explained as he walked down the halls of the Castle, with Sweetie following dutifully after him.

"Your training will begin immediately, there's not a moment to waste before—" he stopped abruptly, eyes widening at the presence of a large, imposing male alicorn. "Lord Titan!" he bowed immediately.

Titan looked down at Sweetie Belle, who gulped. "You do not belong here," he stated, levitating the filly in an impossibly strong telekinetic grip. Reality seemed to bend and a hole in space and time was ripped open. "Away with you."

He threw Sweetie into the dimensional hole, which closed immediately after her. Then he glared at Esteem. "General, make sure to follow my last commands. I must go back to the Everfree Forest."

"Y-yes your majesty!" Esteem stammered, not daring to raise his head until Titan was gone. He waited for a bit and gulped. It was then that, in the opposite side of the portal Titan had created and tossed Sweetie into, another opened, and the filly rolled out, stopping at Esteem's hooves.

"Um, hi," Sweetie waved. "I seem to be back."

Esteem blinked. "Wait... what happened?!"

Sweetie sighed. "Well... I'll have to be fast, before Titan returns and throws me into another dimensional hole and I have to do it all over again... it went like this..."

o.0.o

The world came back into view, and Sweetie Bell found herself surrounded by cardboard. She blinked and looked up, propping herself on the edge of the box she was in and looking at the desolated and blighted streets. “Where the hay am I?”

Something made a choking sound behind her and she whipped around, horn alight, ready to cast a spell. And she looked up at the gangly, depressed-looking human with facial hair that started under his chin all the way down to his neck that had walked up to her. “Uh... can I help you?”

The human just stared for a moment, his mouth opening and closing silently while a bit of drool slid down his chin. “Uh... Poneh... I adopt!”

"Wait, what?!" Sweetie shouted as the human leaned in and picked her up. "Nononononononononono! Bad human! Bad!" she shouted.

"I feed pone!" The human muttered happily, slinging her under one arm as he ambled past the abandoned streets. "I love pone! We family now!"

"Uh..." Sweetie ventured, unable to scurry free and too close to use her magic offensively. "How about you set me free? You know, run around, chase butterflies?"

"Nuh uh, must make sure you safe furst!"

Sweetie blinked. "Safe from what?"

The human paused, looked around and leaned in to whisper conspiratorially, "other humahns."

"Ohhh." Sweetie said, nodding slowly, she sensed something as the human kicked what was presumably the door to his house repeatedly until it opened. "Say, you wouldn't have seen a purple crystal around here, would you?"

"Uh, huh!" The human said happily, placing her on a chair and pouring something called "Cheerios" out of a box onto a plate in front of her. He then skipped into another room and proceeded to throw boxes out of it. He eventually came out with what was indubitably one of Twilight's Fragments.

It had a bowtie.

"Dis is mistah crystal! Ah found it in anotha box on th' way home!" The human said happily, placing the fragment in front of Sweetie. "U can play wit it if u wanna! Buht be careful!"

"Uh... sure," Sweetie said. "Do ponies and stuff always end in boxes around here?"

"Uh,huh," the human said, nodding happily.

"This has to be the saddest universe I have ever been to," Sweetie muttered, then her eyes brightened and she pointed at the window. "Hey! Is that the sun?!"

"Where!?" the human asked, turning around and glaring straight into it. "Aaah! Blind human is blind!"

Nonplussed, Sweetie nevertheless managed to sweep the crystal in her magic and, barely managing to hear the relieved cry from Twilight's essence, faded out of that universe.

Author's Note:

I removed the excess words... it was only worth it to make the illusion that this was an actual chapter. The links are still valid, so you can follow them around like on the original AF posting. For the record, it was a grand total of 35,742 extra words. All repeated.

#1 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

y u do dis? :fluttercry:

#2 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Magnificent.

#3 · 85w, 6d ago · 9 · ·

First reaction:  Awesome!  A new chapter of The Sweetie Chronicles!  Must read now despite having an essay due tomorrow!

Reaction after seeing chapter length:  Sweet Luna. I...I should probably wait.

#4 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Your best yet.

#5 · 85w, 6d ago · 10 · ·

Best chapter ever, it made me cry.

#6 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

>>2353746 Yeah, give it a quick once over, see what you notice.

#7 · 85w, 6d ago · 2 · ·

I hadn't actually read The Immortal Game before, so I plowed through it fast in preparation for this. After reading it, though... :unsuresweetie:

I don't know if I can handle this....

[Edit] ...Aaand boy I should have seen that coming.

[Edit Redux] Alright, I'll admit, the only reason I commented was to see that sweet sweet gold next to my name. Worth every penny.

#8 · 85w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

*Applauds* :rainbowlaugh:

#9 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

You know, learning from last year, I expected something like this when I clicked on it. Major props for making it 39k words.

#10 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Aha! Very good. A brilliant stroke that played upon my perception (or mis-perception) of time. Bravo, and I cannot wait for the next part.

#11 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

*MIND BLOWN* Thirynine thousand words *starts rocking back and forth, reciting madness mantra*

#12 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

>>2353760

Ah, that makes my life so much better.  I'm glad you let me know!  It was totally worth reading!

#13 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Wow I didn't even think that you would do this a second time. You really did make me believe that I was going to have to sit through hundreds of thousands of words.

#15 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

oh phew, I haven't finished the fic this chapter will be based in yet, it's rather large.

#16 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Awesome work, this story encouraged me to read Fo:E Pink Eyes and the others connected to it! I got kinda bored so I held down the scroll button with all of those black lines and I started to some funny things, this may sound odd but I could see that requiring some kind of epilepsy warning. Also, I don't want to sound stupid but what is FimFiction Gold?

#17 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Gaaah!  I haven't gotten around to reading The Immortal Game yet! :fluttercry:

Oh well, it'll be here when I do :derpytongue2:

#18 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

I thought this might be... I think it is...  but it's been done so well that I'm not 100% sure.

#19 · 85w, 6d ago · 2 · ·

Boy lemme tell ya

I sure do love Cheerios

#20 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

>>2353842  Erf, I don't know if I'm gonna be able to keep reading this.  I really didn't like the Immmortal Game.  Way too much over-reach, too many god characters.  I really hate stories with lots of gods with ever more powers.  It gets to the point where they could just blow up the world and be done with it, ya know?

Fiction-wise, gods tend to make the worst primary subject matter and main characters, unless they're played down so much they're not really gods anymore.

#21 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

I knew you were going to do this I knew it.

#22 · 85w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

Good God, you nearly gave me a heart attack.

#23 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

*spits out soda* gold member? I hope this is explained soon in a blog post :O

also that was a ton of fun, hope others replicate this type of deal in the future.

#24 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Before you ask--yes, they all say the same thing.

#25 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Epic. I was freaking out there for a minute.

#26 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

>>2353880

Rather than "downplaying it until they're not gods any more," I'd say the key is to challenge them in a way that their godly powers don't have an immediate answer for.  Challenging them with equal power works too, but often isn't very sustainable (no one wants to read 300,000 words of ponies throwing continents at each other.)  I believe that anything can be done well, though, and I'll certainly give The Immortal Game a chance :twilightsmile:

#27 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

man

I read the whole thing.

deep man.

#28 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Hhhwuuuuhhhhh...

WHAT IS THIS FIMFICTION GOLD.:twilightoops:

Edit: What.

meh
#29 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

i was soooo excited also

#30 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

I didn't think about it until I realized it must be April 1st for you already. Judging by the last time you did this, the real chapter will be out soon. If you really intend to do 8 parts, I suspect the chapter will not be 39k words long; however, there is little data to go on.

Your faithful reader,

Knowledge

#32 · 85w, 6d ago · 3 · ·

FUCK YOU I'M GOING IN CIRCLES

#33 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Wow. I didn't even see how many words this was. Also, this is still a better story than Twilight.

Also, nice troll there man. love how this got you on the feature page again.

#34 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Grr.

Also, The Imortal Game was a good fiction, taking the 'gods' more as forces of nature, faced with ingenuity and not raw power.  (except when raw power is in fact mentioned.). It takes each of the Mane 6 and uses their 'Strengths' in a unique way... and Twilight's mass cannon spell was priceless.

As Rarity and her father are two of the most important and yet least magically potent characters in the story, seeing Sweetie Bell's take on this war will be Facinating.

As for your April 1st joke.

Ha.  Ha.

#35 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Awww... It loops.

#36 · 85w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

Reaction upon seeing word count: O.O

Reaction upon seeing "Part one of eight": O.O

Reaction upon actually reading: o.O

Reaction upon looking at clock and seeing it's 11:48 PM: >.<

=======Post with Ponies=======

Reaction upon seeing word count: :pinkiegasp: -> :pinkiehappy:

Reaction upon seeing "Part one of eight": :pinkiegasp: -> :pinkiecrazy:

Reaction upon actually reading: :derpyderp2: -> :rainbowhuh:

Reaction upon looking at clock at seeing it's 11:48 PM: :rainbowderp: -> :facehoof:

#37 · 85w, 6d ago · 5 · ·

GODAMMIT

YOU RUINED MY PLANNED PROCRASTINATION

#38 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Wait. Part 1 of 8? Should I read the other story so I will understand this?

#39 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Oh no, Sweetie's stuck in a loop! :raritydespair:

#40 · 85w, 6d ago · 3 · ·

>>2353949

Having the 'power' but not the knowledge can also work. :twilightsmile: Having nigh unlimited power is all well and good, but if all you know how to do is give Spike a mustache, it's not exactly much of a boon. :moustache:

#41 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

And then Sweetie had to run a full loop for every single timeline she created during her BNE loops.

#42 · 85w, 6d ago · 3 · ·

The Immortal Game: Part 1 of 8

Part 1 of 8

1 of 8

Oh god yes.

EDIT: Oh, shit, have the April Fools jokes started already?

#44 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Okay, okay, wacky stuff.

Seriously though, Immortal Game isn't really going to be 8 parts long, is it? :raritydespair:

#45 · 85w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

39,000 words... and here I was all geared up to stay up all night reading this chapter. You magnificent bastard! :trollestia:

#46 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Aww it is so short. :fluttercry: I knew it was not going to be as long as it said for a joke chapter, but I wish it had some more nonsense going on. Anyway Happy April Fools day! :twilightsmile:

#47 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Part 1 of 8? :pinkiegasp:

#48 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Kyon-kun denwa.

This is a new level of hell.

Edit: Why am I golden?

#49 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

Troll post is trolol well played its even better than last years

#50 · 85w, 6d ago · · ·

That was amazing.

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