Rainbow Dash had taken to the skies, just as Kratos had been walking along the tracks. She flew around, and around, and around, until she flew near Mt. Canterlot. Whilst hovering in the air, flapping her wings as though she was a humming bird in slow-motion, she saw a pale figure. There he was miles down, walking along the tracks. "Kratos..." She spat at his name. But then, Dash saw the train coming up from behind him. She was surprised when she saw Kratos jump through one of the doors, but didn't see him come out the other side. Was he in there, terrorizing the ponies? Stealing supplies? Something worse?
Only somepony with the brashest of attitudes, the cockiest of hearts and most ignorant of minds could even think of rushing down there to 'teach him a lesson'. But he was a Slayer of Gods.
Ignorance would be her downfall.
Rainbow Dash plummeted down, and with speeds that rival a jet, swooped into the storage car.
Kratos was sent flying through the door he laid slumped-down. He woke up almost at the second he was pummeled through the door, onto the ground. Many meters above him, hovered the cerulean blue annoyance. He got to his feet, but was quickly knocked down in the process of this- He was still dazed from being knocked out so recently, and Rainbow Dash gave him no mercy.
Rainbow Dash then began to send blow after traumatizing blow to Kratos's upper body. She was clever in her fighting, mixing up her hooves and head in the blows. Her left hoof moved out to the left side of his head, only to smack him with the other front hoof with a fake-out. Looks like practicing Pony-Fu with Applebloom was a good way to keep her skills from going stale. She smirked as Kratos brought up his arms to defend himself, thinking, 'Twilight was warning me about fighting a wimp like him?! He's so weak!' She stepped off of him when she thought he had enough. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with my friends!" She said.
But just as she said this, a hand gripped her right hind leg tightly. She looked back to see Kratos- he was the one behind the grabbing.
Only, he had the most pissed off expression she'd ever seen on anypony's face in her entire life. Gray eyes narrowed, focused on her life. Lips dry, cracked from lack of water and twisted in a snarl. The heat in his hand felt hotter than the hottest day. The sheer amount of anger on his face screamed at her like a lion's roar, before she was violently taken to the ground by a rough twist. But Kratos didn't stop there, he continued to twist as Rainbow struggled fruitlessly to break free, just up to the point that was agonizing, but not enough to break it. Rainbow was now screaming, begging him to stop with teary eyes.
Crack.
Kratos left the screaming pegasus there as he walked away. That pegasus laid with her wings limp and stretched out, obviously dealing with the pain. Her hooves grasped her broken leg, eyes shut to keep from crying. It would teach her a lesson- not to interfere with Kratos's plans. Just as he stepped off about five steps, he stopped, and waited for the pegasus's screams to die down. "Maybe that will teach you not to interfere, weakling." He spat harshly, before moving on.
Twilight was right.
Kratos was a monster.
Rainbow began to tear-up at the searing pain that her hind leg brought upon her, before she bit her lip, and got up.
No!
She wouldn't let this 'monster', or this, this pathetic excuse of a broken leg stop her! She was Rainbow Dash!
Not a coward! A coward backs down from a fight, and Rainbow Dash sure as hell wasn't a coward!
"Rrgh... get back here! I ain't done with you!" She yelled angrily as she took to the air, soaring after her opponent.
"What?!" Kratos turned around. As he watched Rainbow come towards him, he thought to himself, 'So much determination... reminds me of... me.' Before he put his hands on his blades' handles, he got another thought. ‘She's unarmed... I may as well make this a fair battle.' He let go of his blades, and waited for her to come near, thinking she'd be absolutely no challenge, armed or unarmed.
She landed about ten yards away from him, and growled. "You think you're so tough, huh!?" She taunted. "Well no matter how many armies you've laid waste to, no matter how many minotaurs and manticores you've dealt with, I'm not going down without a fight!" Rainbow barked.
"We'll see about that," Kratos took a defensive stance as he said this. The two warriors were at a standstill- both had a broken leg, but even though they were nearly equal in their physical pain. They ignored it, as though it never happened.
The two of them rushed at each other viciously as the sun rose, with a bestial battle cry.
- - - -
"Twi, calm down! You're scarin' me!" Applejack expressed as Twilight went on and on and on about Rainbow Dash going after Kratos. She kept going, so Applejack groaned and forcefully stuffed a hoof into Twilight's mouth. "Now y'all gotta calm down, and go slow, for pony sake! It's almost six in the mornin'!" She looked Twilight in the eyes. "D'ya promise 'ta go slow?"
Twilight nodded, and Applejack took her hoof from her friend's mouth. "Okay..." She let out a long sigh. "Sorry. It’s just that Kratos scared me... because I thought he'd k-kill me... then Rainbow Dash came to me while I was crying, Kratos was gone... s-she took me to Sugarcube Corner... and then, she went after Kratos... she's going to get herself killed if she finds him, Applejack! Kratos will kill her!" Twilight insisted.
"Now y'all hold on! He ain't gonna lay ah single hand on Rainbow Dash. Go round-up the others, Ah'm gettin' Big Macintosh!" Applejack ordered, before galloping off.
“Hold on!” Twilight yelled.
“What is it now?” AJ looked back.
“How in the hay can we go looking for them if you don’t know where they went?” Twilight reasoned.
“Uh...” Applejack didn’t reply.
“Exactly. I think I may have an idea as to where they went. Since Kratos probably wants to return to his own world, he’ll probably try and find Celestia... that means he’s likely headed for Canterlot.” Twilight said.
“Well we’ve no time ‘ta waste! Get your hooves movin’!” Applejack ordered as she ran into the farmhouse.
Twilight gulped nervously, and nodded, rushing out of the farm, and down the pathway to Ponyville to gather up the girls. She was glad that the night was finally ending, so hopefully her friends wouldn’t be too mad at waking them up at this awful moment. Especially Rarity.
Godspeed, our pony heroines.
Godspeed!
- - - -
"GRAAAGH!" Kratos yelled as he missed yet another swing. He figured out very quickly that looks could be deceiving- Rainbow Dash was much more agile than he had expected her to be, especially with her condition. He growled as Rainbow landed a few meters away.
"What's the matter, Kratos? Lost your fight? Pony got your tongue?" Rainbow taunted.
Kratos stepped forward with a smirk. "Never!" He yelled, before charging at her. Kratos swung hard with his right fist, hoping that by using his healthy leg he could get better aim. But Rainbow deftly dodged his attack, and countered with a quick strike to his weaker left side.
Unfaltering, Kratos managed to land a kick with his shin to Rainbow Dash's hind legs, sweeping her off her hooves from the left as she collapsed. But, she took advantage of this, and used it to propel herself upward with her still working hind leg.
She continued to return the favor by slamming both hooves into Kratos's chest, making him stumble back a few steps. She hovered in the air- flight was an advantage she had over Kratos over all else.
Kratos had had enough of this annoyance.
He leaped into the air, and aimed to grab Rainbow Dash's injured hind leg again to take advantage of her broken limb. But Rainbow moved out of the way, and Kratos grabbed Dash's other leg. Either way would work, he strategized. He yanked down hard, and slammed Rainbow Dash to the ground, but in doing so, was also smacked upside the head by her other hoof. He was dazed from a hit that he himself had caused. He shook his head, and watched in amusement as Rainbow struggled to get up. Kratos didn't hesitate- he kicked her in the side, making her yell in pain.
Rainbow fell, collapsing from the pain that she could no longer take. "You think you can defeat me, horse?" Kratos taunted. "I've slain gods. I've massacred countless minions of Hades, and monstrous beasts that dwarf your pathetic minotaurs by a thousandfold! The Hands of Death could not take me. The Sisters of Fate could not hold me. And you, a mortal... think you can defeat me?" He asked rhetorically. He thought back quickly, the memory of him killing Ares flooding his mind. Rainbow was trying to get revenge, and tried to do the impossible. The coincidence was very unbelievable, but Kratos shrugged it off. Then, the Spartan grabbed Rainbow and pulled her head to his, so she could see into his stern face. "You're lucky I've a reputation to uphold... otherwise, you wouldn't be so fortunate." Kratos said to her. "Now... go back to your friends, and tell them not to interfere, not to chase me, and all will go better for them and for me. Tell them they're better off forgetting about me entirely. Do you understand? Is that not clear to you?"
Rainbow Dash just nodded in response, and Kratos helped her to her hooves. "Now leave me. Go." Kratos ordered, before he walked off. "Or I'll reconsider my thoughts on sparing you." He warned.
She groaned, and took to the air lazily. Rainbow was lucky, alright. Lucky to have wings! Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to get back to her friends.
But thankfully, she didn't have to go long.
"Rainbow Dash!" A familiar voice called in the distance.
Kratos stopped in his tracks, and turned around. A small group of ponies were coming his way, lead by Twilight Sparkle and Applejack. He then broke into a full-on sprint towards the mountain which held the castle, covering an amazing amount of ground in minutes. He should've been gravely thankful for his stamina. Otherwise, he'd have been tuckered out long ago.
"Kratos! You get the hay back here RIGHT NOW!!!" A furious voice yelled, its stetson-wearing owner approaching Kratos swiftly.
"AJ! DON'T!" Rainbow Dash yelled.
"Rainbow Dash, y'all stay outta this!" Applejack ordered sternly as she galloped after Kratos.
Kratos growled, and picked up the pace, taking longer strides with each quick step he took. He managed to near the mountain much faster than he had expected. He twirled one of his blades around as he continued to rush at it. Leaping upward and with great momentum, pierced the mountain with his blade many, many meters above him. He repeated the process as fast as he could, and began to literally run up the side of the mountain. Each step strained him, but the demigod pressed on. Both of the blades dangled down from his sides after he yanked them from the mountainside. He focused more on running than the yells he heard from down below.
- - - -
Applejack groaned. "Consarnit!" She was very angry- Kratos had gotten away with doing something to her friend, unpunished.
"Applejack..." Twilight trotted up next to her friend.
"Twilight, Ah almost had him. Ah almost did!" She growled. “Just ah couple more steps and Ah would’ve had ah hold’a-”
"It's fine, AJ." Twilight put a hoof on her shoulder as she interrupted her irritated friend. "We can still catch up to him." She gestured to a pathway, leading up the mountain.
"But what about Rainbow Dash?" Applejack asked, looking back to the friend in question, who was hovering in the air.
"I... Kratos kinda... broke my right hind leg." Rainbow admitted regretfully. She never liked telling her friends bad news- hell, nopony did.
This managed to get gasps from everypony but Big Macintosh and Applejack, who sighed. “Big Mac,” Applejack said.
“Eeyup?” Macintosh asked.
AJ lowered her head, before she said, “Alright, now. Kratos’s headin’ up that mountain, everypony. Big Mac, y’all are gonna escort Rainbow Dash back ‘ta the hospital so she can rest. Girls, we’re gonna go stop that monster, from whatever he’s doin’, well, uh, accordin’ ‘ta Twilight he’s gonna pay the Princess ah visit... ‘ya hear?” She asked. The girls nodded. “Alright then! Let’s get ah move on!” Spearheading the group, Applejack charged up the path.
Rarity was generous not to complain about the whole ordeal, more worried about her friend’s welfare. Pinkie Pie refrained from smiling, given the situation. Fluttershy frowned, that mean ol’ human dared to hurt one of her friends?! Oh he was so going to get the Stare! They all turned to rush after Applejack.
- - - -
Running at such an angle was depleting Kratos's stamina, but he knew he had much more work than this ahead of him. He started to lose his grip, and gritted his teeth as he sent his blades out again, piercing the mountain up ahead. He pulled himself up, and with the momentum he had before, charged up the mountain. Both blades now in his hands.
Kratos' muscles suddenly cramped up in the back of his legs, from all of the stress accumulated. He was at a ledge, and in an attempt to correct this pain by instinct, one of his hands was sent down to his legs, the other grabbing onto the ledge. He strained as he pulled himself onto the ledge, his legs burning like the flames of Olympus as he backed up to the wall on the ledge. He'd have to wait-out the pain if he wanted to continue.
How long had he been at it? When was the last time he took a bite to eat or drink? Sweat coated his ashlike skin, keeping his skin from looking like a completely cracked stone. Months trapped in that infernal cast coffin left his skin and muscles aching for fresh air. Now he suffered from too much air this high up. The God of War wanted to rest and heal.
But he ignored the pain yet again. Getting to his feet, he gritted his teeth and stabbed one blade into the wall, then another. He repeated this process many times, as he was now climbing the seemingly ever-growing mountain.
- - - -
Now many miles up, Kratos had been climbing for hours. There was a ledge, connected to a garden which belonged to the castle.
Kratos leaped onto the ledge, and began to walk around to take in the scenery. The palace was elegant, the gardens filled with many variations of flora, and surprisingly- some fauna.
But Kratos had no time to waste. He continued on, towards the castle.
"Halt! By order of the Royal Guard!"
'Oh, great...'
Kratos took out his blades, as he was suddenly surrounded by a group of armored guards. While they had more armor than the previous pegasi he met, they were still pathetic. "Put down your weapons, or we will use deadly force!" One of them ordered. Huh. Some of them weren’t white. Least this Celestia wasn’t a racist. He idly wondered if any of them were homosexuals, like some of his Spartans were. Focus Kratos.
The God of War growled. "I'd sooner die!"
As the stallions charged at him, Kratos readied his blades to send one out. A yell was heard, as a guard had been stabbed viciously through his breastplate. Kratos pulled up and back, the guard being plucked from the ground as he rolled forward, catching the group off guard. Kratos then yanked the blade from the dead guard's body, and spun around with one foot, twirling the blades around in a fan of death above his head. All but one remained, after the massacre had ended. His legs were shaking, he was whimpering. Kratos put one blade on his back, and slowly approached him. Before the guard could run away, Kratos grabbed him cruelly by the throat, picking him up. "Tell me where Celestia is, and I will spare your life!"
The guard spat in Kratos's face. "N-never!"
Hesitantly, Kratos wiped the spit from his face. "You must have a wife... a child... a life. You're willing to give that up, in a heartbeat, because of your pathetic ruler?" Kratos asked, glaring into the guard's soul, choking him with his hand as his grip tightened.
The guard teared-up, coughed, and shook his head. "I'll... t-tell you... wh-what you need to know...! Re-release m-AGH!"
"Be quick with your words!" Kratos said as he punched the stallion in the chest. "Or I will gut you alive!" He threatened.
The guard stayed silent. Kratos groaned as he walked over to the ledge. He grabbed one of his hind legs, and let him dangle over the edge. "AAAHHH! NO! PLEASE! DON'T LET ME FALL! SHE'S IN THE THRONE ROOM! THE THRONE ROOM!!!" The guard begged.
"Where is the throne room!?!" Kratos demanded.
"THERE'S A DOORWAY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CASTLE JUST OPEN THAAAT!!!" He directed.
"Useless." Kratos said as he released his grip on the stallion's hind leg and set him on the ground. “I will grant you mercy.”
“Thank you sir!” The guard yelled out. Kratos turned his back, only to have the guard lift his spear and hit Kratos on the head. The Spartan turned his head around, eyes narrowed as fire burned in his eyes.
“What have you done? I show you mercy and you bop me in the head? Not even a proper stab?!” Kratos yelled out.
“I’m sorry! *Sob* I’m just *Hick* doing my job!” The stallion cried.
Kratos sighed, closing his eyes. It was a soldier’s duty after all. “There there. We all make mistakes. You know what you must do now, right?”
The guard nodded, tears slipping from his eyes. Kratos handed the guard a .45 pistol. The pegasi took the handgun and cocked it, almost unable to see thanks to the salty tears. Kratos nodded down at him. “There there, it will all be okay,” Kratos said. The guard took one final look up at the human. He nodded and then lifted the gun to end his life.
(Wait wait wait, hold up... how in the hell did Kratos get a gun in Equestria? Magic, my friend! Sexcellent! Carry on! Nothing to see here, NOOOPE!)
Kratos walked away, and kicked the door into the castle.
"CELESTIA!" Kratos yelled as he stormed around the halls, which were unguarded. He kicked in door after door, but he still did not find her. He was enraged by the time he reached the middle of the castle, where there was a large double-door met with the staircases. Strangely enough, it was also unguarded. He kicked in those doors as well.
And what the guard said was right.
There, on a throne at the end of the room, sat Celestia with her eyes fixated on Kratos. He slowly approached, her guards grasping their spears. "No." Celestia ordered. The guards complied hesitantly, lowering their weapons. "There is no need to yell. I thought you were undergoing recovery?"
"Recovery is for the weak." Kratos spat as he neared the throne.
"Why are you here?" She asked calmly.
Kratos sighed. "I am here because there is no place for me in this world. I hear rumor of your magical prowess, and I ask you..." He hesitated. "I ask... you..."
"Is something wrong?"
"No." Kratos snapped. "I..." He got one one knee. "I ask that you help me... return to Olympus." There was no 'if you could'. Kratos never had time for 'if's.
"You think me capable of returning you to your home world?" Celestia asked, as though the question was silly. "Nopony's magical prowess is powerful enough to do that. And teleportation requires memory or knowledge, of where you want to travel. I apologize Kratos, but I cannot help you with such a task."
Kratos stayed silent.
Agonizingly silent.
His eye twitched repeatedly.
His fists clenched.
He began to pant, as though holding back something.
Kratos's muscles tensed up, as he stood to his feet. "You... cannot help me?" His voice was unsteady, filled with barely-contained rage.
The guards stood at their ready, crossing their spears in front of Kratos. "Put down your weapons... or else." Kratos ordered. "This is between me... and Celestia. Leave, or DIE!" He yelled.
The two guards held their ground.
And were slaughtered where they stood. Their heads rolled off to the left and right, their bodies fell limp and fell to the floor mere seconds after.
Celestia raised a brow, an unbeatable poker-face, that was for certain... although her true emotions would’ve stated something along the lines of ‘Your blood. My walls’. She would have to throw a proper mourning to honor her brave, but foolish guards. She did warn them ‘no’. "You dare make an attempt on my life?"
"After what you tried to do to me... you deserve worse than death..." Kratos's eye twitched.
"PRINCESS CELESTIA!" A familiar voice yelled, hooves clip-clopping on stone, far behind the two. Kratos looked back to see Twilight and the others approaching the throne room with haste. He picked up a spear from one of the guard's corpses, and threw it like a javelin. It pierced both doors, slamming them shut before they could get in.
"If violence is how you solve things..." Celestia began, her face filling with anger, that would dwarf even Kratos's fury. "... then violence will be your downfall!"
celestia is going to get her ass beat!
Damn cliffhangers
well violence worked out well for Kratos so far so what could go wrong
Wtf? So Kratos kills Hermes, but not Dash? Hermes was an obstacle on his way to Zeus. Dash is an obstacle on his way to Zeus. Kratos kills 3 guards this chapter. Author favoritism of main 6 ponies. Kratos is way OOC.
2493414 Obviously you didn't read it. Kratos had a reputation to uphold- if he had killed Rainbow Dash, he would've risked making Celestia become hostile towards him. And if that happened, he would never get back to Olympus, even if Celestia knew a way back, because she would refuse to help him.
2493427 Obviously you're retarded. You're saying that she would still help if Kratos killed her guards, which are also her subjects. He killed one guard outside to find out where Celestia was, before Celstia said that she could not help him, leading to him killing two guards next to her. So Kratos would kill a guard out of Celestia's view, but not Dash.
And after receiving his answer, Kratos dropped him off the cliff, miles high, which he just climbed. You went into great detail describing the climb. It took hours of vertical scaling. Guard dies, Dash lives.
Why is it that in this fic people don't seem to care that Celestia is going all violent, but in my fic, people go fucking apeshit that she wanted to humanely put the main character to death?
2493442 Well she's hostile towards him now, and quite pissed off as well. And she didn't even know about the whole thing between Dash and Kratos in the first place.
I take my clap back now. Not because of the guards killing, but at the clifhanger.
Not that I'm against Celestia using violence, it was the way she said it. It reminded me of Zeus- Or was that your point, so Kratos would match the two together and unleash more of himself?
Either way, Kratos is not going to not loose, but not win either, isn't he?
2493442 One.
She doesn't have eyes all over the palace. Thereby, she didn't see the guards murdered outside.
Two.
She witnessed him murder two of her guards in front of herself, but she did not see, or hear, about Kratos fighting Rainbow Dash.
And three.
She's pissed off because he killed her guards, right in front of her, without hesitation. So no, of COURSE she wouldn't help him, unless your definition of help is 'dungeon-for-life'.
And Kratos hasn't killed Hermes yet. /sigh. Kratos has only killed Poseidon now, going by GoW3's kill-count.
2493478 Countering your claims.
Thereby, she would not see if Dash was murdered.
Right. That backs up the first thing I told you. ^
Makes no difference. Kratos is capable, and has his unique mindset, and physical prowess. You're the one who wrote in the guard murders, but refused to let him kill Dash for flimsy reasoning. It's author favoritism. It's OOC. So dungeon for life, unless he wins?
2493442
-in reply to your additions to your previous comment-
So now you're saying Kratos is able to teleport?
The train to Canterlot had already left, so the group couldn't have made it to Canterlot any time sooner than Kratos did, logically, because they'd have to find a way up the mountain themselves. You even read it yourself- Twilight and the others reached the castle, but it was far too late. Your comments are unnecessary. Open your eyes, and look at the page. There's something called 'words' on it, that form a story, which are necessary to make sense of the situation.
Use your eyes to 'read' them. And then, think about them.
well celestia since is going to die i call dibs on the castle
2493504 Now you're making straw man arguments, which for this particular case, don't even make logical sense! I never implied Kratos could teleport, nor flat out said it. You are inserting plot elements which are not in the chapter. Everything that pertains to this argument, is within the comments I made. Dash was fighting Kratos solo, because she went ahead of everyone, after him. He should have killed her, going by what you make him do this chapter, as well as what you tell me in our discussion. I rest my case.
uh-oh, you did not just challenge Kratos?
fuck, you just made a big mistake in saying that
2493522 I don't see how the argument was necessary in the first place.
2493536 You're right, the argument was not necessary. Nothing is necessary except food, water, waste disposal, and breathing if you go by that logic.
This came up because I read a story, and see these plot holes. I am motivated enough to point them out, because authors should avoid these in their writing, or the mistakes in the story would break a reader's suspension of disbelief, unless they are writing crackfic, or there are reasons that the reader just can't see at the moment...or must figure out on their own. I see plot holes. The arguments you use to defend these show me that they were plot holes.
2493551 It wasn't necessary because what you said was entirely unnecessary. Why? Because in my opinion, there weren't any 'plot-holes', or what have you. There was enough information to give the reader a proper view on what happened. But, unfortunately, not all can see things how I see them.
My passion is just slowly deteriorating... chapter by chapter, word by word... it's a shot in the dark for many authors, without any actual feedback... criticism is like finding water on the sun. Impossible to find. We are our biggest critics. I'm harder on myself than many are, albeit that shouldn't be how I treat myself. There's a voice in my head, speaking an unknown tongue, but I understand everything it says, but I don't know what to think of the message. I'm blundering around in a darkness, with a keyboard in front of me. No guidance, no nothing, just my thoughts.
It's wearing me out, to be honest.
Kill kill kill kill!!! Finish her!
2493604
You're terrible at logic, I'll give you that.1/10. Let me give you a run-down of how logic really works. There is a difference between fact and opinion. I'm sure you know what they are, as much as you are making arguments showing that you neglect to assign them the correct meanings. Now, people can have opinions on plot points, but what is written in the story...the concrete details such as
that's fact. When you make a string of plot elements, you, the author, should adhere to what you write. Bringing in new points into the story is acceptable under certain conditions. These conditions, and writing into them, forms the story, the progression. Along the way, you might make mistakes, and break the logic of a progressing story. Plot holes. Some are intended, like Pinkie Pie in most stories, or mysteries where nobody can tell things until the clues add up. Others are not meant to be in a decent or better story, because they are just slips in writing.
Lols. You're crying that authors can't get "actual" feedback. I'm quite clear on this.
2493667 I wasn't trying to troll you. What in the name of hell gave you that motive? Every time I try to have a serious conversation with someone, it's taken like I'm bullshitting the other person, screwing around with them. It's pissing me off, to be honest. I'm better off not replying to any comments at all. It's a waste of my valuable time which I should be relishing in, not smoldering in anger, hatred, guilt, or any kind of negative emotion. I shouldn't be clenching my fists right now, but I am. I shouldn't be glaring at the page, but I am.
I don't want to be rude.
So I won't.
2493707 Aye, I noticed that I typed that. I removed it, but not before you posted the reply. Apologies for calling you a troll. If you wish to end this discussion, I'd be fine with it. I'd also be fine with correcting mistakes. I've got an eye for inconsistency and other elements that don't make sense.
2493724 Yeah, I'd rather not have to clean up my own blood, from me clenching my fists to the point of drawing blood. L-lets just go our separate ways before I end up breaking something in a fit of untamed rage, shall we?
2493738 You serious? Take some anger management courses. This internet argument is very tame compared to what's out there. I'm sure people would say in general, that it's constructive, and a bit rude, but the rudeness would make sense, and not much else. So not everyone likes hearing about mistakes in something they put work into...that's just a part of writing. You're on the internet, posting a story where people can rate, and type reviews for it. If you've got paper-thin skin, you won't have a good time here. I take responsibility for my actions, but I refuse to take more than what's fair.
If you're going to overreact, you shouldn't just blame others, but try to do what you can to improve the situation. I gave you information. Use it, don't use it...whatever. You could have told me you don't care, and that would have been that. I make counterarguments, when others post justifications, unless I agree completely. I like to help, but I'm not going to keel over, and retract everything I say or believe would improve his story, just because some author thinks that he knows what's what, when he doesn't. You don't want help? Fine. Could have told me straight-up, earlier.
2493806 It's not that I don't want help. I just don't react well with hard criticism. Doesn't sit well with my stomach, if you would.
2493815 Not very... used to it.
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MOAR!
2493848 You scared the shit-balls out of me.
2493806 And, er, just to correct what I said, no, I'm not serious.
I haven't really had a 'fit of untamed rage' as of yet in my life... come to think of it, I'm a bit tame. It's not that I'm never angry. I just don't get into arguments often. And when I do, I type down something, reply, etc, and my hands cramp up, stutter in my speech. Like I shouldn't be typing what I'm typing, saying what I'm saying, doesn't matter. And I was never clenching my fists, glaring at the page... I was just trying to end the argument.
2493854 Glad to hear that you were joking about bleeding yourself from anger. Wouldn't want anyone to turn into the Hulk and throw animals in a fit of rage. Well, unless you help tourists find places by throwing them there. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWu7QAN6g4Y
2493936 Oh god, I couldn't do that... Fluttershy would be so angry... *Trembles in fear.*
2493936 I have edited the chapter with good help! Please re-read it!
DAAAMMM YOUUUUU!
2494834 I agree...
if Kratos loses I will unfav and fucking kill myself
2494899 are you stalking me?
2495471 Wha-? Oh, okay, now I get. No, I'm not. I just replied to a comment. I didn't realize that it was that one cute hunter, who I replied to.
And actually... you're the hunter... no?
2495527 yes my friend i am indeed the one named Hunter
2495550 YAY!
On Kratos' Resume:
Persephone
Multiple Titans
Athena
Ares
The Furies
The Sisters of Fate
Heckatonkheris
Inumerable Enemies
Celestia is fucked
Okay, I have GOT to see this battle. it is going to be EPIC.
Also,
Commentors, let's start this,
show this petty author who's the hardest.
The biggest mistake you ever made
giving us this...
fuck, there goes my awesome lyrical attack on the cliffhangar.
It's hard to rhyme things when you're hanging over the edge of a cliff. but when I pull myself up, you're dead author. Who's with me?
*cricket chirps*
damn.
Alright, I'll make a deal with you. If you give us a good enough fight scene, I won't kill you. Only mortally wound you.
What?
OK, OK! Sheesh. I'll not hurt you if the scene is good enough. Damn demanding commentors who have yet to reply.
2493854 were the hell did kratos get the gun?
She doesn't even have Kratos's brutality! She's going down yo, unless Luna tag teams of course...
2496409And Medusa Euryales Thanatos Erinys Scylla Perseus and Theseus
Of I remember correctly, the last sun god to fight Kratos was beheaded and used as a torch. That plus the innumerable kill count that Kratos holds does not tip the scales in favor of our fair princess.
This chapter....I can only describe it with these words!
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Seriously, good chapter, I like...I like veeery much!
2497697 Magic.
YOU THINK IT IS POSSIBLE TO DWARF KRATOS"S ANGER
DUDE MAN KILLED THE GODS BECAUSE OF WHAT HIS ANGER HAS MADE HIMSELF DOcarry on
BULL. SHIT.
Celestia is boned.