Hey guys. Sorry to tag all the stories, but I need to signal boost this.

To pay off debt, I've started a raffle for my XBOX and one of those Comic Con Derpy toys.

All the information is here: Please take a look.

Good news, guys.

TarbyRocks is almost finished his Carousel song. For those of you not in the loop, the 'Carousel' comes not from Rarity's shop but from a small series of grimdark pictures wherein our favorite little ponies are speared by some sort of evil merry-go-round.

While Tarby and I have both taken our inspiration from these pictures our own way, we found they're related enough that we're going to do a duel release. That's right, you're going to have a song and a story based on the same concept.

Sound familiar?

I'm excited to release it, too: Despite being only a short story, I think it's going to be one of the best fictions I've written. Even if only the quality is the best, I love the plot as well, and I think you're all going to love it with me.

Can't wait!

(Psssst: I'm also starting to etch out ideas for Fall From Grace to continue. Good things come to those who wait...)

So you guys remember I have a spreadshirt store where you can get Cloudsdale Weather Corporation merchandise, right?

If you use the coupon code EASTER2013 between now and March 22nd, you can get free shipping up to $9.50 worth when you order two or more products.

And yes, this discount applies internationally.

Check it out! =D

http://cwcgiftshop.spreadshirt.com/

And will be marking down all hearts and all hooves 50% for the next 24 hours.

Act fast!

Control The Skies~

Today, I wrote 2700 words.

Exactly.

That was mildly interesting, but I was shocked I finally got so much down- I haven't done that much in one sitting since Subject of Revenge.

Also, that 10,000 words to the right of that...

That means that as of today, I have technically written a novel. 50,000 words in one document.

Here here, and whatnot.

Makes one stop and think...

Hey guys! Ask-Factory-Scootaloo read chapter three and did an amazing job on a wallpaper inspired by it.

You can find the link to it after this sentence, but do remember HEY THERE'S PEGASUS DEVICE SPOILERS IN THIS IMAGE OKAY OKAY GREAT.

Cool. Enjoy!

http://i.imgur.com/QuBuqb2.jpg

Some people may have noticed I'm a little more aggressive with earning money for my writing than most writers here on FIMFiction. I'll never demand money from anyone to see my work, and understand I have no legal right to request payment for the stuff I put on here.

Regardless, I do like staying alive, and artwork- be it drawing or creating or writing- is work. That is why I believe it is acceptable to try and capitalize off of the enjoyment I provide, free, to others.

So; Aurora is a money grubbing whore, but understands he can't--and won't--get paid for what he puts on here. So what does he do?

He opens a spreadshirt store, with designs created by, purchased from, and given permission to use by the very talented owlet57.

If any of my fans are interested, there is a multitude of clothing available at the link below, particularly concerning my "Cloudsdale Weather Corporation" from my story Pegasus Device (and loosely Rainbow Factory; same company, just didn't have a name back then), at the link below.

http://cwcgiftshop.spreadshirt.com/

P.S. If you have enjoyed my writing thoroughly to the point where you *would* consider supporting me, but either don't have enough for or do not want to buy any clothing, donations to my paypal are also encouraged: You can find that here.

Thanks guys!

Apologies to the fans who have patiently awaited my next story, and even to those fans who have complained I'm taking too long but stopped at that: You guys are all fucking awesome and I love you.

To those who message me asking if you can write the official prequel or sequel or sequel's sequel to Rainbow Factory: Fuck no, you can't write the official ANYTHING. You can, however, write absolutely anything you wish as fanfiction, unsanctioned, un-canon, of RF. I love it when you guys decide to write your own takes on it, honest, I love it. But you cannot go around saying what you wrote is the actual sequel. Understood? Cool. Go off and write, young bucks.

Secondly, to those who have *already* written RF fanfiction, *NO* I will not help you edit it, no I will not read it, and no I will not collaborate with you on finishing it. I do not have time. It's a miracle I've manage to find time to even make it to the final chapter of Pegasus Device. I don't even read *any* fiction any more. No time. And it's unfair. I get at least a request a week: How could I possibly keep up with that?

Thirdly, don't message me telling me how to write or what to write or how the sequel should go. The *ONLY* time you guys can send me an *idea* of what to write is with Mythbuckers, and even then, I'll still write what I feel tells the best story. No getting upset when I don't answer "how does luna make clouds turn black" in it, mmkay?

I love your comments, guys, I do. Even the most vile, hate-filled critiques make me happy. And, if you're starting a unique project like a song or a movie, or even a picture, I encourage you to send it to me via FIMfiction or my gmail account. But as of today, whenever I get a message like the ones above, I'm just going to reply with this post. It's gotten so tiring, having all the comments on my work- good or bad- drowned out by "HEY READ MY STORY. HEY I WROTE THE PREQUEL READ IT AND EDIT IT FOR ME. HEY YOU HAVEN'T REPLIED TO ME YET IT'S BEEN TWO DAYS I'M GOING TO DROWN MYSELF. btw to make sure canon matches celestia has to burn down the factory in mythbuckers okay so do that bye"

Pegasus Device is, as of this writing, almost finished. Chapter 3/4 was roughly finished a couple minutes ago. Currently, it stands at a total of 38608 words.

For the people anxiously waiting, I have a little teaser. Obviously, it includes SPOILERS

YUP, BIG SPOILERS BELOW

DON'T LOOK IF YOU DON'T LIKE SPOILERS

Towards the back wall she finally glimpsed the image of a sweating and swearing stallion, squeezed in between a cluster of shaking pipes.

“What’s- ah, Flocking piece of manure... what’s up, Gentle? Why aren’t you at your station?”

“Well,” she began, attempting to get closer. Gauge was about twenty feet away, but the spiderweb of metal blocked her from approaching. “There’s been a development with the failures. They started rushing the workers below. I’ve come to find you before they lose control of the repairs and something bad happens up here.”

“A sweet sentiment,” Gauge replied through clenched teeth, frowning at a rusted nut he couldn’t seem to break. “But no worries. If I don’t get this switched before they stop cycling the steam, it’ll just blow out some machines on the other side of the factory. The only way I’d be in trouble here-”

His words were cut off as every light in the room slammed off, just to be replaced by a low red light. It circulated the room quickly, tossing numerous shadows in the already-confusing labyrinth. An air raid siren rose from the depths of the factory, it’s peircing howl reverberating inside the worker’s heads. Gauge looked around slowly and suddenly froze, his face turning incredibly pale. In an instant he was frantically struggling to escape from his position, but found himself wedged perfectly in place.

“... is if the main computer system were to suffer a major malfunction.”

As if an army of ghosts had invaded, a million groans and whines overwhelmed them. A second later, the pipes surrounding the stallion exploded.

“GAAAAUUUGE!”