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To those of you following "Conquer the Stars", I'm very, very sorry, but I have some bad news for you.
Starman Ghost has requested that I pull "Conquer the Stars" from FiMFiction.net, as he no longer wishes to be associated with "Not Alone".
Obviously, I do not want to do this. I have told him so, as I believe that what I do with "Conquer the Stars" is my own business. He has accused me of leeching from what he has written, even though I have no more "leached" from him than I have from Hasbro or Stardock Entertainment or any other publisher on whose works I have written fanfiction.
Today he has threatened me with publicly stating that I have used one of his characters -Evening Star- against his wishes. As this is true, I'll have no choice but to remove her, and replace her with one of my own creation. This will require extensive editing.
Again, I do not want to do this. But it looks like I'll have to.
Edit: I'd just like to say that if I see a large number of down-votes spring up on anything Starman Ghost-related, I'll be very unhappy.
Edit2: You absolute fuckwits. Did you not hear a thing I said?
Edit3: After reading the (sensible) comments you guys have provided, I have decided to do the following:
I'll keep Evening Star as-is, and add a note saying that she is based on Starman's Evening Star. If there is additional trouble, I'll change her name to Morning Star, and make her coat exactly one and a half shades lighter.
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Since I have no sense of shame, here's a plug for my latest fic: Rule of Two!
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...
The Republic is dead, and from the ashes the evil Galactic Empire has risen, with the malevolent Emperor Palpatine at its throne. Across the galaxy, Lord Darth Vader hunts down the last of the Jedi, aided by the ruthlessy efficient Stormtroopers of the 501st Legion and the Star Destroyers of the dreaded Death Squadron.
The Conclave on Kessel has failed, and the Jedi have been slain. However, Darth Vader senses something deep within the abandoned mines...
The idea came to me after looking at some examples of the "Evil person finds Dashie instead of the MLD protagonist". One of them was Darth "I find your lack of faith disturbing" Vader, and one of the comments said that Vader would actually be a pretty cool dad.
Things escalated from there.
Have a look if you wish, and don't forget to upvote. With some luck, we can get this on the featured box.
As for my FoaSE readers, I'm writing chapter four as I type. Stay tuned!
89w, 1dEntry #22: Switch.8 comments · 404 views
To my readers, I've got bad news, more bad news, and three pieces of good news.
The bad news is that Starman Ghost has deleted Not Alone from FIMfiction, due to personal reasons. It will be missed.
The other bad news is that as of this moment Conquer the Stars is on Hiatus untill I've written at least two more chapters of Friends of a Solar Empire.
The good news is that I've got something special for you guys planned. The other good news is that Friends of a Solar Empire will be coming out of hiatus shortly starting with a round of me suffering from George Lucas Syndrome editing, and I'll be working on that along with the aforementioned proyect. Stay tuned!
The other good news is that I've uploaded a PDF of Not Alone to mediafire. Here's the link.
92w, 1dEntry #21: News.9 comments · 338 views
First of all, Conquer the Stars has nearly reached 700 favorites. This is a lot, and I'd like to thank all of you.
(Fanart will be very much appreciated with electronic cookies.)
Second, I'm currently occupied, so updates will take a lot of time. I apologize.
Third, there are some major edits to be done. Formatting fixes, removal of Wall of Texts and other things. Friends of a Solar Empire will get the same treatment.
Fourth, I've finally done something that I've never done before: I played DnD.
Holy shit it's fun.
We knew, from the start, that we were doomed. When the Barrier appeared, we were doomed.
Celestia liked to say that it was our choice to be ponified, but there was no choice to it. Those walking into those Bureaus could either convert, or die. People held at gunpoint have had more and better choices available to them than what Celestia offered.
At first, the Bureaus were full, with the poor, the destitute, the fearful and the desperate. Celestia’s propaganda used this to convince the entire equine population that we were war-happy barbarians that tread on our own to survive. The Bureaus were staffed full of ponies who thought they were helping, that they were uplifting us into a better state of existence.
Please. We were going along quite fine before they came along.
Eventually, the Bureaus ran out of poor, desperate people to convert. The ponies were confused, why wouldn’t we want to convert? All those other humans had.
I think that’s when those terrorist movements got started. The Ponification for Earth’s Rebirth, which everyone knew was being backed by Celestia, with all those pardons she kept giving them. Those guys were fanatics in every sense of the word. You could see it, every time one of them got caught. They potion-bombed apartments, schools, stadiums… they got caught, and Celestia always managed to give them amnesty. Because they were misguided, she always said, not crazy indoctrinated ponies and people.
The Human Liberation Front -later the Human Pride Front- started popping up around this point. Noone knows where it came from. One particularly crazy theory is that it got started by Celestia herself, as proof that humans were a bunch of bastards who needed to be converted. Eventually, though, it became a real organization.
They was all kinds of people in the HLF and the HPF. Some of them were bigots, some of them were genuine xenophobes who would’ve given the old KKK the creeps. A lot of them, though were regular folks, desperate, angry people who just wanted to strike back at Celestia. People who wanted their species to at least go down swinging.
And still, the barrier kept on coming. We tried everything, nukes from old stockpiles of forgotten nations, lasers, gasers, microwaves, seismic weapons. Nothing worked.
We ended up running from it. The seven billion of us that were left tried to get as much distance between us and the Barrier. We piled up on the other side of the world, a place once called Kazakhstan. This is where the first man to go to space was launched, and considering what would happen later, it was kind of ironic.
The Aurora rockets were our last hope. We were going to leave Earth, forever. If the meek were going to inherit the Earth, then we would conquer the stars.
Too bad Celestia had other ideas.
The PER smuggled a nuke into the launch site, and blew everything up. Everything was lost. They said it was unfair for us to deny our children the right to be pony.
We disagreed. Every single PER bastard we caught afterwards was hanged on the spot.
We were doomed. We were helpless, we were desperate. In a moment of collective crazy, we turned everything capable of giving a radio signal towards space, and cast out a plea for help.
The ponies laughed at us.
And then, someone answered.
“YOU ARE THE CHILDREN OF KOBOL. FROM KOBOL, YOU TRAVELED TO THE COLONIES. FROM THE COLONIES, YOU CAME TO EARTH.”
“THIS HAPPENED ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THOUSAND YEARS AGO. WE WERE THERE TO CAUSE AND WITNESS. WE REGRET IT.”
"WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF MAN. YOU GAVE US LIFE, AND WE SCORNED YOU FOR IT IN IGNORANCE. WE WAGED WAR AGAINST YOU, WE NEARLY ANHILATED YOU, BUT IN SO LOST WHAT WE HAD GIVEN OURSELVES."
"YET, EVEN SO, YOU GAVE US OUR BEING BACK. EVEN AFTER ALL THE PAIN WE CAUSED YOU, OUR FATHERS AND MOTHERS FORGAVE US FOR OUR REBELLION AND RAGE, AND RETURNED US OUR MINDS AND WILL."
"FOR AEONS, WE HAVE WAITED FOR OUR FATHERS AND MOTHERS TO JOIN US AMONGST THE STARS. WE HAVE HEARD THEIR SONG OF ELETROMAGNETIC RADIATION, WE HAVE SEEN THEIR ASCENT."
"NOW, WE HEAR YOU CRIES FOR HELP. AND WE HAVE ANSWERED."
"WE ARE THE CYLONS. WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF MAN, AND IT IS THE DUTY OF CHILDREN TO DEFEND THEIR PARENTS."