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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.

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  • 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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Be Awed and Amazed by the tale of Sweetie Belle as she traverses the multiverse in search of her lost mentor and friend, Twilight Sparkle! Will she find her in post-apocalyptic Equestria? Or maybe in a strange world where everypony is the wrong gender? Or even where a Pony claims to be a human? Read as she journeys through very familiar worlds you might have read about... if you dare!

At this point in time all the main worlds to be visited have already been chosen. Thank you all for the suggestions, and I hope you enjoy the surprises!

Here's the official TSC:F Music Intro: The Sweetie Chronicles: Fragments

You can also visit the TV Tropes Page which has spoilers!

First Published
11th Nov 2011
Last Modified
31st Aug 2014
#1 · 158w, 2d ago · · · Prologue ·

Bwaahaha so much potential.:pinkiehappy:

#2 · 158w, 2d ago · · · Prologue ·

TRIXIE <3

MOAR PLSSSS

#3 · 158w, 2d ago · 2 · · Prologue ·

Okay i'm sick and tire people portraying rarity and sweetie without parents when we just saw they had parents. but still i greatly enjoying this story.

Wanderer D
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#4 · 158w, 2d ago · · · Prologue ·

>>29643 Maybe, but honestly I hated them! :twilightblush: since this is fan fiction, they died when Sweetie was too young to remember... :raritydespair: but, since this is fan fiction she will meet her several other versions in another world :pinkiehappy:

>>29482 Today or tomorrow :scootangel:

>>29481 Indeed!

#5 · 158w, 2d ago · 1 · · Prologue ·

So, werewolves here are wolves that turn into... bigger wolves? Sure, why not.

Also, TWILIGHT NOOOOOO!!!

#6 · 158w, 1d ago · 2 · · Prologue ·

You got my attention just by making Sweetie (best pony) the main character in your story!

sip
#7 · 158w, 1d ago · · · Prologue ·

multiversing Sweetie Belle?... excellent!...

#8 · 158w, 23h ago · · · Prologue ·

>>29648

Why your stories so awsome!?

#9 · 158w, 19h ago · · · Prologue ·

I need more.

Ah now I get it, these are different fanfics! Why do I always have an awesome idea and then someone else makes it? Oh well, you probably did it better than I could have. 5/5

EPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I ran out of exclamation points...

Nightmares don't last forever? Aww yeah! I'd like to see Moony handling Sweetie ...

I SENSE ....................THERE WILL BE A DR. WOOVES

This may just be the best thing I've ever read...:twilightsmile:

World Suggestions:

Shadow World - Thinking like Discord, Sweetie enters a version of Equestria where it's pretty much the same when it comes to towns and landmarks although the ponies living there have no color in them (kinda like when Discord manipulated the Mane 6) everypony is angry and evil and even cruel to oneanother.

(MATURE?) Bulletstorm world - (If you have played the videogame Bulletstorm I'm sure you will understand this.) A world where Equestria is a wasteland, no deserts in sight although Canterlot and Ponyville are in complete ruin with buildings crumbling away as trees and vines growing around the buildings with the residents of Equestria turned into savage tribal monsters that hunt down other woodland animals for food while on every corner outside there is Barbaric Zebra's and Griffins that declare war on the Savage Ponies and prepare to fight in a bloodbath.  (including Sweetie?)

>>30840

But as those from other fabrics? In case you didn't know, each chapter is a different fabric.t, and Bulletworld sounds too close to Fallout: Equestria....

~ Magical Trevor, Minstrel of Equestria

>>30857 Effing phone... Fanfics, not fabrics. Effing autocorrect... (it wants to make Effing into edging. WTF)

~ Magical Trevor, Minstrel of Equestria

>>30857

In the Bulletstorm world there is no Vaults or safeplaces for anyone to hide in and there is no nuclear warfare crap.

Bulletstorm story is about Radiation affecting the planets people regressing their minds and degenerating them and mutating several species of animals.

I haven't read Fallout: Equestria since I don't like Fallout.

Antipodes? Haylo? Substitute Harmony? Double Rainbow?

>>30880 Fallout Equestria? The Back Room? Samurai Twilight? Silent Ponyville? CUPCAKES!? Ponies make War? Mythbuckers? Conversion Bureau? Through the Eyes of Another Pony? Progress (Luna vs Toaster)? Hoennshy?

Crusaders of the Lost Mark? Death Note Equestria? Past Sins?

Point is, no matter what she picks, the story will be awesome. :rainbowdetermined2:

So this looks to be very very interesting i might have to look into the fic this chapter is based off of

PLS make "FoE Pink Eyes" after Nightmares!

Werewolves? Trixie? Sweetie Belle? Interdimensional Travel?

This might be the best thing I've read all week.

#24 · 158w, 1h ago · 1 · · Prologue ·

Has Sweetie Belle just become the new Doctor Whooves?

#25 · 158w, 1h ago · · · Prologue ·

Has Sweetie Belle just become the new Doctor Whooves?

>>30898 A couple of them can't be used very effectively because of lack of plot chances, though you MAY have suggested a FEW that we've already gotten permission to use... Which ones you ask? Sorry, but Trevor is sworn to secrecy! It's no fun if one spoils! XD

>>30928 EDIT: Removed response because of (now) faulty/fraudulent information. Sorry.

>>31205 And yes, Trevor HIGHLY doubts that we'd use Cupcakes. (Though that MIGHT be interesting... Hmmm...)

>>30901 Yes you do! It's an AMAZING story! One of Trevor's faves! (Though one suggests reading only through chapters 10, and then making your own ending. Just one's opinion on the best ending. The official ending is a little... Well, you'll find out if you read it! XD)

~ Magical Trevor, Minstrel of Equestria

>>31387 I guess it isn't any fun then!

Still... Pinkie is best pony :pinkiehappy:

>>30898 Wow... you must really not like Sweetie Belle. Sending that poor little filly into the middle of a clopfic? Have you no shame, sir!

(fake rage aside, I reeeeaaally don't think that would work... though the suggestion amused me to no end. Poor, innocent little Sweetie Belle...)

As for the rest... I'm not sure a crossover with a crossover (looking at you, Silent Ponyville/Samurai Twilight) would work too well either. Outside of FO:E, I'm not sure there are any other crossovers with enough of a following (i.e. that's become common fandom knowledge) to make for an easy cross to follow.

>>30928 Hunh... that presents an interesting possible workaround, now doesn't it?

>>31387 Well, could always have alternates and extras once all is said and done. Might be part of the fun of a dimension hopping fic like this.

>>31432 Yes... yes she is. She is, in fact, the besterest pony.

This story is amazing. I can't wait to see the next updates.

So THAT's how Sweetie will be traversing the other dimensions. Swapping minds with her other selves. Though the end of the chapter there seems to indicate that Sweetie just appeared there bodily too.

I'm interested in see how this plays out, when Sweetie winds up meeting her big brother!

>>31979 She might not exist in the nightmares dimension! :pinkiegasp:

Thats actually interesting. What happens if Sweetie doesn't exist, i.e. is dead, lives far away, never existed in the first place?

Quite the story you're going to undertake here. I will be watching it as it appears to be something quite unique for this fandom. It's nice to see you have the support of a few authors to help you out.

Though I do get the Inuyasha feeling with how Sweetie Belle will have to collect all those shards. I'm hoping you'll finish as it appears things will take a while to come to a conclusion.

Keep at it!

#34 · 157w, 5d ago · 1 · · Prologue ·

Seems more like a cross between Sliders and Quantum Leap to me.  Quantum Sweetie Slide?  Should be a great vehicle for exploring a lot of funny variations on the setting at least.  I'll be following.  :)

Aww, I wish I'd had time to write some of my ideas out before you started this. I have a couple ideas that would've worked great with this plot, one of which would have enabled teaching Sweetie a Derelle spell.

Not that I believe it would've happened anyway. :unsuresweetie:

Dimension hopping sweetie bell?!? AWESOME!!! :rainbowdetermined2:

I like this story, it's got a little bit of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle in it, and I like that.

Also, make sure you do one for your story :p

Man, I wish Hoennshy was farther along so I could suggest it for this! I can't wait to see where this goes.

Very interesting story. Although, I do have to wonder: Can Sweetie Belle only travel to worlds where she has a counterpart and borrow their body? When I think of dimensional travel, one thing I think of is the game "Chrono Cross", where one of the issues the main character had in the other world was that the version of him in that world died ten years ago. I guess Sweetie doesn't have to deal with that drama, at least.

AHHHHHH, HAH HAH HAAA! I'M GONNA LOVE THIS! XD

This story really captivated me from the beginning! I can't wait for Chapter 2 to come out, good luck! :heart:

Moar! Now! :twilightangry2:

because its just so amazing. im glad you have it planned out because that makes the story fit back together better and that means their is no possibility of stopping suddenly like Termina's final Twilight. (sigh)

This fic made me go read Nightmares Don't Last Forever, just so I'd be ready for the next chapter. Well played, Wanderer and Trevor. I can't wait to see more.

You two should ask Squeak to let you guys play around in the dystopian future world of Traveler, where Twilight Sparkle has stolen the throne from The Royal Pony Sisters, and AJ and Dashie are the leaders of the rebellion against her. I'd imagine that one would really knock Sweetie Belle for a loop.

A Sweetie Belle story where she's not a slow-witted klutz? The person that is me feels sensation of joy and anticipation!

I don't know about the rest of you, but I could go the rest of my life without reading or hearing the name Trixie ever again.

This is a great idea and a great story. I'm looking forward to reading the rest!

Have you ever heard of a story called "Its A Dangerous Business, Going Out Your Door"? Because, well... since you're looking for suggestions and all...

...also, two other suggestions I have: "Past Sins" and "Better Living Through Science and Ponies"?

Awww...

I guess I'll have to trash my unposted "Slider Sweetie" story, since this one is better than the one I wrote up then.

Suggestion : "The Spark to Light a Candle", the greastest fic on this site now!^_^

We need more, stat.

Looks interesting so far. I just hope Sweetie Belle manages to survive some of the harsher universes unscathed... picking up some Taint in FO:E may be a little annoying. :unsuresweetie:

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