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So... as some people may have noticed, I'm in one of my infamous periods of doing sweet f.a at the moment, so that's a thing.
Sadly that kinda means that I haven't really written anything publishable. However, out with the old, in with the new, I've been doing a fair amount of artwork in the meantime which you can find on both my Deviantart (http://m3lancholy512.deviantart.com), and my Tumblr (http://art.cynicode.co.uk). I also run two sites which I occasionally update with stuffs. My 'creative' site is at http://cynicode.co.uk, while my gaming site can be found at http://m4numbers.co.uk
I've moved back to uni accommodation for the year, so that means I'm going to have time on my hands to do things again. I'm sorry if you expect all of that to be writing; I'm not quite that good yet, but my Tumblr is being kept reasonably active at the moment (for however long that lasts), and you're far more likely to hear any updates on what I'm doing on there as opposed to on here, which, as proven previously, I never update.
As far as the other two sites listed - my personal blogs - they are updated as and when I have the time to write articles, or I do something of note which I decide that needs to be shared with everyone, so neither of them will be very predictable as for when I'll update.
As for how far away anything specific is in being published... 40%, 4%, 1%, 10%, 6%, 12%, 6%, 6%, 45%, 14%, 20%, 83%, and 6%.
I hope that helps.
17w, 1d100 Follower Special (AMA)5 comments · 55 views
Welcome back to part two of the 100 follower AMA celebration… thing. For the purposes of this blog, the acronym: AMA, now stands for Answering My AMA.
Right… In the order of asking the questions… Let’s get going.
What is your favourite pony/pairing? (Karrakaz)
In terms of split-second decisions, I’d probably say that Rainbow Dash is my favourite pony (I’m boring like that); however it’s kinda tied between her and Twilight Sparkle. This is also reflected in my stories as some may have noticed…
In terms of pairings… TwiDash. I’ve written mini-prompts for about 6 of the other pairs in the Mane 6 shipping circle and… well, even though I’ve been exposed to Tchernobog, Jake R, and one or two other dedicated shippers of everything, I still prefer TwiDash, partly because I like the idea, partly because they are the two characters I find easiest to write.
Which type of story do you like reading and/or writing? (Karrakaz)
Uh… not to be cliché about it, but it really depends. I’ll focus on reading things at the moment, but the two seem to intermingle in their tastes…
I’m quite a bookworm; I should probably say that quickly, I’ve read a story on most genres (pony related and non-pony related), What I seem to get through quickest though, is a mix of dark thrillers and Sci-Fi fantasy novels. There’s something fascinating about a magic system which has been created by a good author (personal favourite authors for this sort of thing being Brent Weeks and Robin Hobb… maybe a few others too), just as fantastic as a good murder/crime novel by an excellent author (Simon Kernick is my example for this).
I like getting lost in a world, in the characters, in a story. I can’t exactly pin down defining genres because there are just too many, however it’s a general rule that I only read something that I find interesting, and more often than not, my interests are decidedly fantastical and (arguably) epic.
Writing is… different again. A lot of what I’ve written is on this site and a great deal of what I’ve written is very narrow, Slice of Life stuff. Sure… there’s an odd attempt at something a bit greater and a bit more expansive, but I find that SoL stuff comes a lot easier to me when I write it; it’s the sort of thing that I can go out for a walk at 3 in the morning, come back at 5 and write feverishly until 7 with a brand new Oneshot sitting complete in front of me.
Besides that, I enjoy writing romantic things, but it tends to be between two characters in particular, and more often than not, it seems forced when I set things up, so I’ll move swiftly past that…
I also like writing dark stuff; dark is fun. Not the GrimDark: gore and explicit details and torture and things (although that’s… interesting too). There’s fun in a subtle darkness; the kind where everything seems… off. And there’s a lot of fun in writing such a thing. It’s a much more agreeable genre that matches my temperament… I suppose I should explain that.
There’s something about the- uh… cynical and jaded nature of the world that seems to shine in dark novels. It’s a lot easier for me to throw in a glib remark or a sarcastic taunt that works and propels the story. There’s a lot to be said about a story in which the hero sets out on a quest, accompanied by a web of conspiracy that closes in around them, mostly that the author was probably having a great amount of fun whilst writing it.
Do you have any form of writing you’ve never tried but would like to? (Karrakaz)
Not especially so… I’ve never exactly been able to pin down my current/prevalent style to such a degree as it fits in a specific form. I’ve also written a lot of stuff… I’m fairly certain that there are few forms that particularly interest me left… Parodies and satirical pieces aside...
How old are you? (Karrakaz and Twilight_Scratch)
Old enough to know that the me four years ago was an idiot, and wise enough to realise that the same thing will be thought of the current me in four years’ time.
What country do you reside in? (Willsons and Twilight_Scratch)
The land of the United Kingdom.
How many toes do you have total? (Willsons)
Many… I have several small toes, eight long toes, four feet, and four big toes.
What, in your opinion, is the meaning of life? (Willsons)
The meaning of life is, as is everything, 42.
Have you ever been stabbed? (Willsons)
Felt like it once or twice…
Stabbed by pain counts, right?
What is your average WPS typing speed? How many mistakes do you make in a minute? (Willsons)
Never really count it to be honest… it’s more of a constant tide that ebbs and flows. At times, I am bloody fast with my typing, mostly when I’m typing syntax and when I’m in the zone and I make a lot of mistakes. However… thanks to the power of the backspace, they don’t last long.
Do you know if there is a character limit in the comments box? (Willsons)
I could make a very educated guess… 65,535 characters seems like an appropriate number.
How did you come up with your name? (Willsons)
I didn’t, my parents did.
Who is your favourite person on this site? (Willsons)
Who is your least favourite person on this site? (Willsons)
Where does magic come from? (Willsons)
In the MLP universe… objects. These objects can be a pegaus’ wings, a unicorn’s horn, and an earth pony’s bones. They can store different amounts of magic depending on the ‘object’, meaning that someone like Rainbow has a greater amount of magic in her wings than Fluttershy has in hers.
Do earth ponies have magic? (Willsons)
Working on the explanation that I made up a few seconds ago, yes. Their magic is focussed into their bodies as opposed to onto the world, as it is with the other two races. They have resilience. It’s not quite the same as endurance, but it could be mistaken for it.
This would be more of a getting-up-after-being-felled sort-of-magic; determination… that’d be another word for it. It doesn’t make them invincible, but makes them a damn sight harder to break.
Could humans ever have magic like the unicorns in the show? (Willsons)
Yes, although it might be a bit of a dark explanation… as I previously said, magic comes from objects; parts of ponies. If a human happened to fashion an implement from such a magical artefact, they would have magic befitting the magical well present in that artefact.
Puts a different spin on Merlin…
How many questions have I asked you? (Willsons)
A fair amount.
What is your favourite story on this site? (Willsons)
I don’t particularly have a single favourite story. There are stories that suit me at times better than others. A Bluebird’s Song, Dreamworlds, Then Tomorrow Came, Equestria’s Twilight, Dawn of a new Day, Simulacrum, Growing Pains, Playing with My Heart, Valkyrie, the Hard Reset series, Wonderbolt, and Winds of the Past. All of them are in my favourites, and some of them are still incomplete, but they’re the ones I re-read the most often.
What is your favourite piece of literature ever? (Willsons)
I refer to my previous answer… there’s too much good stuff to just pick a single one. There’s the Farseer Trilogy, the Golden Fool Trilogy, the Night Angel Trilogy, the High Lord Trilogy… those are, again, the ones I come back to the most.
Who is your favourite artist? (Willsons)
Leonardo Da Vinci
What is your favourite pony song? (Willsons)
I went through a phase about two years ago of listening to the stuff this fandom made… then stopped. So, as out-of-date musical pieces go… Sinking Ships, from the FlimFlamFilosophy RD Presents series.
What is your favourite non-pony song? (Willsons)
You’re going to make me choose from a library of about 4.6k items? I’d rather not… thanks all the same. Although it’s probably an amalgamation of Gorillaz, Blur (Yes, I know they’re the same person), Lily Allen, Radiohead, Danny Baranowsky and a lot of other artists that make a lot of good songs that I like…
If you want to listen to a good song, try ‘Creep’ by Radiohead.
Why didn’t you put a limit on how many questions could be asked by one person? (Willsons)
Because I saw and see no need to do so.
What is freedom? (Willsons)
Something that America invented to further differentiate itself from the third world. America is no more free than Britain is.
Do you like the sound of your own voice? (Willsons)
Nope. I make an exception for stream-of-thought monologues, though it’s more the words and the thoughts that the words force that matter there as opposed to the voice.
Are you left handed or right? (Willsons)
I am not left handed, so I guess that means that I must be right… Excellent, my proclamations that the future lies in staying on the computer all day and not seeing a lick of sunlight are completely true; thanks for that reassurance.
Have you lost any of your adult teeth? (Willsons)
Yes. If you get a choice… go for general anaesthetic, pulling out molars is not something you want done to you whilst you are conscious.
Do you have a beard? (Willsons)
Nope. I prefer to stay clean shaven; stubble distracts me.
I’m going to stop now, is that okay? (Willsons)
That’s completely up to you.
Do you mind if I come back in a bit? (Willsons)
Of course… though it might be a bit late now.
Favourite pony ponies in order (Twilight_Scratch)
I wondered when someone would ask this, thank you for contributing your question for such an end.
I’ve already stated my favourite two ponies out of the mane six, Rainbow and Twilight, however my preference for those two characters is also backed up with how easy they are to write.
There is a middle ground, containing Applejack, followed by Rarity. These are both characters that I am able to write and whom I am indifferent towards; I’ve just never seen something in them that has set my world on fire in terms of wanting to write something about them. If you write something that you like about a character that you’re indifferent about, it might help change your opinion on them… sadly, I haven’t.
There’s a very, very, VERY big gap between those two and the final pair: Fluttershy is next, followed by Pinkie… and the reason why they’re there is that, for all intents and purposes, they are simple. There’s a multitude of other problems with them from my position, but I’ll go into them in a bit.
Fluttershy suffers from something known as retcon syndrome in the episodes. Every time she learns to be assertive and to not let herself be a pushover, she manages it for a week or two, then forgets all about it. She’s a very uninspiring character to write about too. Imagine a quest… something epic. Let’s say that a single pony has to go to the temple of the ancients, hidden deep inside the Everfree forest, and retrieve the lost gem of Luna (who bet it in a gambler’s den).
Writing a story where Fluttershy goes and gets the gem is perfectly realistic… hell, I have an idea on how to write such a thing, but I wouldn’t find it as fun or as realistic as if I wrote Rainbow Dash or Twilight into the role. My view on her is that she is a pony of simple tastes who will get mildly interesting only once she’s been provoked.
Now… Pinkie. Remember when I said that I found her simple? I’ll go ahead and assume that dicks have been ripped in between the time I said that and this paragraph. Pinkie is renowned for being unpredictable. She’s the comedy character of the show to put it in a blunt way. Constant unpredictability makes something predictable and, therefore, simplistic.
I know a few people who would insist that this is because she hasn’t been written properly yet; that she has all these character flaws and insecurities that make her complex and enjoyable to write about.
I personally don’t see it. I’m sure she’s got complexities and certain nuances that show her to be a much more complex character than I’m making her out to me. But that doesn’t change the fact that I detest her character. Maybe I wouldn’t mind a Pinkie with a personality that knew when to shut up and how to stay on topic… but I’ll never know, because that’s not Pinkie.
Maybe some nuances make her more bearable when she shows them, but when she’s not affected by these nuances, writing her into a story, especially a shipping, is hard for me. I don’t know about a lot of people, but I certainly wouldn’t like to be stuck in a relationship with a chatterbox that was constantly popping up out of no-where to ‘check-up’ on me.
Pinkie is an extrovert… it hardly needs stating. But here’s a little technique of mine for writing her… I shut off my brain filters and write. That’s it… The fact that Pinkie hops from thought-to-thought without a second glance is irritating to me. Actually… I find the majority of people with that particular personality off-putting. Pinkie is everything I hate about that personality put into one character.
To recap… Rainbow, Twilight, Applejack, Rarity, Spitfire, Background pony 15-122, Fluttershy, Background pony 126-481, Pinkie Pie.
Do you think the answer to life, the universe, and everything is 42? (Twilight_Scratch)
In the land of Douglas Adams, 42 is everything. In the land of Terry Pratchett, 42 is substituted for Ankh-Morpork. In the land of me… 42 is substituted for 00101010 (or 2A if I’m in a bad mood).
18w, 2d100 Follower Special (AMA)4 comments · 57 views
Little bit of explanation before I go any further into this... about half a year or so ago, when I was on about 93 watchers, I said to myself... Cynical, you pessimistic and sarcastic person, why not make a special post for reaching the big one-double-oh? To which I promptly shot my conscience in the face for using such a long-winded way to say 100.
Still, this is me keeping up that promise to myself since I reached 100 watchers roughly 3/4 hours ago (thanks to Twilight_Scratch for that).
Welcome to my AMA (Ask Me Anything) for this 100-watcher-special.
The concept has been done to death already, but if you don't know how it works, just ask me a question in the comments below and, in a week or two, I'll answer all (if any) that were posted on this page in a separate blog post.... even though I may regret it in the future.
Please Note (a.k.a: Don't-be-a-dick things)
Be civil. I'd be much more inclined to answer a question properly if it was worded in a way that didn't make me want to punch the person asking it.
I can and will answer a question in a silly way if it is a silly question. What defines a silly question is known to me and my flash drive.
If you see that a question has already been posted that you want to answer, don't post a repeat and upvote the original instead. This is mostly for me, but hey, it saves you time too.
This assumes that I'll get any questions... It'd be a lonely post in two weeks if there were no questions to answer.
It's also my second anniversary on the site, woo... or something... Completely random how that happened... Really... it was.
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I’m a bastard. It might sound like an odd sentence to begin a blog with, but it’s probably the best explanation of me that anyone is ever going to get.
Someone who believes in a lot of jack like the inner-nice-guy and I are not going to get on very well together, that’s putting it lightly. In fact… someone who thinks they are important – and take every opportunity to put that fact out there – and I are not going to get along. I don’t get along with a lot of people… something to do with the aforementioned fact of my bastardness.
There are exceptions – there always are – and there are some people I’m quite fond of, whether the inverse is true or not is another matter entirely, but hey. Kudos to them in any case; I know that I’m not a very easy person to get along with at the best of times… I don’t call myself Cynical for my charming demeanour.
Now… moving on from me a bit and my own quirks… here’s a shocker for you… I’m not too fond of idiots. Especially the special type of insatiable idiot that will. Not. Shut. Up. Or maybe it’s something else about them… I’m never too sure. But it takes a certain kind of idiot to get me properly annoyed…
Some people might draw conclusions from the blog above and a few recent actions – if they even look at this – but that’s up to them. They can put their own minds at ease in whatever way they choose. Putting words in my mouth on the other hand?
At that point… people can really go and find a ditch to go and die quietly in, possibly of corrosive acid burns… either that or irritable substances so strong that they end up scratching themselves apart.
I let a lot of things slide… I’ve had to, mostly because I accept it as an occupational hazard, but also because I just grin and bear it… I have been doing so for about two years now…
Here’s a little story… Back in the black-and-white days of 2013, about mid-February to be exact, I joined a small Skype group. There were about ten people in it if memory serves and it was a pretty chilled-out place which could usually provide a laugh or an idea, hell… it managed to provide me with a fuckton of motivation back then.
Then time passed… people left, some people joined, others stayed, I think the chat grew to about thirty, thirty-five people at time of writing. As happens… some of us didn’t get along… I stayed because that’s what I’d done for about a year. Hell… I’d be lying if I said that the chat has been one of the few things that has probably kept me at least somewhat sociable and connected over the time concerned… Then one day… those things that I decided to grin and bear finally got their say.
No drama. No long goodbye post. No farewell ‘so long and thanks for all the fish’, no.
Am I going to regret it in the future? Maybe… quite probably…
Am I so jaded as to think that the moment I go back in there, I’ll remember why I left in the first place? Why, yes… how did you guess?
And now I’m here… drafting up a post in which I’m venting and skimming over the details of how I effectively rage-quit a chat room… Jesus Christ… because that doesn’t sound incredibly shallow.
I don’t expect people to comment on this, I’d much rather they didn’t and this was just left here, with the thoughts and the last year or so contained in words, so that I can forget about it.
Just one small thought to end this on before I go and attempt to sleep… no matter how much of a bastard you consider yourself to be… there is always going to be someone who you would love nothing more than to slug them in the gut.
Done… Rant over.
You see that title above this post?
44w, 2dSo What's Happening Now?3 comments · 107 views
Twilight Sparkle sat in a room of whitewashed walls and beeping monitors, the only other occupant of the room was the pony laid in the bed.
Time had not been kind to Twilight or Rainbow, Rainbow’s mane and tail had been reduced to shades of grey while her coat had paled considerably, no-longer the colour of the sky she had loved, now reduced to a powder-blue shade, more grey than blue. Her breathing was laboured and her wings had been bound to her sides to prevent her from escaping… again. Even in old age, Rainbow Dash wasn’t one to sit back and do nothing.
Twilight on the other hand, now had a full shock of white hair, her magical usage destroying most of her pigment and reducing her nervous system by half. Yet Twilight, for her older look, was sat by the bed of her wife. Nearly seventy years had gone by, seventy happy years of marriage and comfort and love. Twilight only regretted never making it to seventy-one.
A wracking cough broke her from her reverie; Rainbow had woken up and started hacking up phlegm and blood. With practiced ease, Twilight stood up and lifted a small metal dish from the side of the room with her magic, bringing it over to Rainbow and holding it in front of her mouth, rubbing her wife on the back slowly all the while.
Eventually, Rainbow stopped and Twilight removed the dish, glancing at its contents before removing them and placing the dish back on the side, just in case. She gently guided Rainbow’s hunched form back in to her laid-down position, still rubbing her back.
“Hey Rainbow, how’re you feeling?” She asked, smiling softly at her patient.
Rainbow turned her head, both her eyes, still vibrant, fixed themselves onto Twilight and she cracked a smile, “Like I’m going to die of old age probably.” She replied chuckling before coughing loudly again, the humour in the statement apparent only to her.
Twilight smiled, moving to knead Rainbow’s shoulder gently but remaining silent.
“Did you ever think we’d make it this far?” Rainbow asked between strained breaths.
“Never in a million years.” Twilight replied. “Did you ever make up any of your regrets?”
“I made up for the one that mattered.” Came the reply as Rainbow turned her head and smiled tiredly at Twilight who returned the smile.
“I think I’d like one thing before I go though…” Rainbow continued, “A goodbye kiss maybe?” she asked hopefully.
“You’re not going to die yet Rainbow, you’ve still got another day left in you right?” Twilight assured, not convinced on who she was reassuring. But she met the sombre look in Rainbow’s eye and her face fell.
“So this is it?”
“This is it… about that goodbye kiss?”
Twilight choked back a sob, “As if you’d need to ask…”
Twilight leant over the bed, pressing her worn lips against Rainbow’s old and cracked mouth. Both of them kept their eyes shut as they held the kiss, then Twilight felt, rather than heard, her marefriend give out her last breath before she died.
Twilight lifted her head away from Rainbow, opening her eyes and looking at her. Then she shut them as the monitors started flatlining, one by one as they finally realised that Rainbow was no-longer with them and as Twilight stopped interfering with them. She knew how much staying in a hospital had chafed with Rainbow, the least that she could offer her was a quiet death of her own choosing.
She stayed that way as she heard the door open and the doctors enter, as she heard them start their activities and as she heart them charge the defibrillator and as she heard one of them finally announce the time of death. At exactly ten minutes past three in the afternoon on the15th March 1082, Rainbow Sky had passed away due to a heart condition obtained as a result of her old age.
It was some time after she heard the door open to allow Rainbow to be transported to the morgue that she heard another sound.
The door opened again and Twilight heard a small tip-tapping sound on the marbled floor.
“Princess.” She acknowledged, keeping her eyes shut and refusing to accept that when she opened them, Rainbow would be gone.
“Twilight.” Came the reply Twilight had expected, she opened her eyes, glancing briefly back at the Princess of the Sun before she turned back to the spot where her marefriend had rested.
“How do you cope Princess? I mean, even when I lost Applejack, Rarity and Fluttershy, it never hurt this much.”
“It’s because you never loved them as you did Rainbow, you loved them all as your friends, Rainbow went beyond that. She was your partner, it’s only logical that you’d mourn her more” The princesses voice was soft, but the chilly logic was sound, Twilight sighed.
“And the coping?”
“It doesn’t get easier, you’ll always remember her, more than anyone else will, you’ll remember her Twilight, and you’ll never forget.”
“That sounds more like a curse than a blessing now.” Twilight said with a bitter laugh.
The silence spoke volumes.
“How are you going to cope Celestia? I’m not going to live forever either. I might be a unicorn but nopony lives forever save for you and Luna.”
“Who said I would?”
Apple Slice watched the monarch quietly as the tears tracked their way down her face.
“That’s who she was, Twilight Sparkle and Twilight Sky, a pony who left a legacy.” Celestia finished, her eyes shut once more at the memories assaulted her.
Throwing caution to the winds, Apple Slice stood up and nudged Celestia on the shoulder, standing by her with a friendly smile, “Come on, your sister will be getting worried, let’s go and find her, Twilight’ll still be here later if you want to talk to her.” He said, fixing a smile on his face as he spoke to the ruler, offering her a hoof.
Celestia looked back at the young pony and smiled softly, lifting herself to her hooves with the aid of a small Earth pony. She was old, she had so many memories, and those of her Most Faithful’s were the most treasured of those.
One day, there would be another Most Faithful, there would always be another Most Faithful.
Apple Slice paused, letting Celestia walk on before glancing back at the pair of tombstones under the willow tree, Twilight’s grave, and the stone next to it, completely spotless despite the twenty years that it had stood.
Element of Loyalty
Jun 983 – Mar 1082
Loyal to the Last
Twilight Rainbow Skies Forever