So, today was my birthday, finally sixteen so now I can fuck bitches AND get money.

Anywho, my best bud KillJoy made me a very nice picture as a present that i am now using as my avatar.

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Also, among my other presents, I got:

-A set of juggling batons, which when used for the first time promptly hit me in the face and made my nose bleed

-A proper electric razor that now doesn't cut me every time, and I was able to finally get the last few scraggly hairs that had been bugging me for weeks.

- A book from one of my favourite authors called Citadel by Kate Mosse which is signed and in hardback.

- And finally a pack of Cards against Humanity, of which I have played one game and had to stop because I couldn't breathe from the laughter.

All in all a good birthday, and to top it off I got an A* in one of my History re-takes, which really made my day.

Now, onto some Updates:

-Dovahkiin Files is still in Hiatus, but i do intend to go back to it soon, if just to try and get my creative juices flowing.

-Once Burned, Twice as Cold is in the middle of a new chapter, which I will probably have out in the next few weeks, hopefully.

-A new story that I am writing about an Angry Marine in Equestria, teaching them about how anger is the one true harmony or something, called 'A REALLY FUCKING ANGRY STORY'

Here is an excerpt:

Aboard the Angry Marine Battle Barge ‘Killfuck SoulShitter’

“HEY FAGGOT, SEND ME THE MOST ANGRY, NIGH ON HERETICAL BATTLE BROTHER ON THIS EMPEROR-DAMNED RUST BUCKET” Captain FAGGOTRAPER commanded.

“HOW BOUT YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU DAMN WEEABOO COCKSUCKER!” Shouted his second-in-command.

“HOW BOUT YOU GO DO IT OR I WILL PISS IN YOUR EYE-SOCKET AND SHIT DOWN YOUR NECK” The captain countered

“HE IS ON HIS WAY UP YOU WORTHLESS TWAT, ANGRIEST BASTARD ON THIS SHIP!” The second shouted, not even using a voice modulator to make his voice louder, only using the anger inside of him.

“GOOD, YOU FLYING ASSHOLE” The captain began to walk over to the bridge of his ship, holstering his power wrench for later using against THE GODDAMN HERETIC CHAOS NIGLETS!

A few minutes pass and a very loud and distinct clunking is heard below the deck’s floors. It keeps on growing louder and louder until eventually it sounds as though it is directly beneath the captain. Stepping to the side, the captain moved out of the way just as a FUCKING ANGRIER MARINE bursts out through the flooring.

“WHICH OF YOU SPINELESS BASTARDS INTERRUPTED MY ANGRY TIME!” Shouted the newly emerged Battle Brother.

“I DID YOU SHITLESS CLOUDFUCKER, YOU ARE GOING ON A DIPLOMATIC MISSION ON THAT GODDAMN COLOURFUL PLANET DOWN THERE” The captain shouted at the new marine.

“HOW BOUT FUCK YOU, WHY DON’T WE ALL LAND ON THE GROUND AND PAINT IT FUCKING RED WITH ANGER” The marine countered, hefting up his power bat.

“HOW BOUT THE BITCH HORSE THAT CONTROLS THE PLACE COMMANDS A FUCKING STAR, YOU USELESS PIECE OF OVER MUSCLED SHIT” The captain slapped him across the face with his power wrench, sending the marine flying into one of the rarely used computers on the deck.

“ A FUCKING HORSE, WHAT TYPE OF HERESY IS THIS SHIT!”

At the mention of heresy, about 20 new marines sprouted from the floor, all in different states of undress.

“HERESY, WHERE!” They all shouted in unison, lifting up their power weapons on punching everything around them, mostly mechanical.

“THERE IS NO HERESY YOU LIMP-DICKED FAGS, I AM SENDING THIS BASTARD HERE TO GO DO DIPLOMACY WITH THOSE FUCKING TECHNICOLOUR HORSES DOWN THERE, GO BACK TO SUCKING SOME PENISES BEFORE I HAVE TO DO IT FOR YOU AND GET OUTTA HERE!” With that the 20 odd angry marines left, leaving nothing but a smashed bridge and the message ‘Khorne sux’ written in what looked to be excrement.

“SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT I HAVE TO BE NICE WITH THOSE FUCKING HORSES DOWN THERE, THAT LOOK LIKE THEY ARE WORSE THAN PRETTY MARINES!”  The Battle-Brother shouted.

At the mention of Pretty Marines, the 20 something angry marines came back, this time with all of their friends.

“PRETTY MARINES! WHERE!” Shouted the larger group of angry marines, again in unison.

And they then began to smash up the deck again, turning the debris into even smaller pieces of debris.

Anyway, that is everything for now. I'll see you guys around.

-Garion out

Hey guys, guess what!

I finally finished writing something and got round to editing it, I just published it and it should be getting round moderation in a few hours hopefully.

Anywho, just thought you might like to know, its set on the chess game of the gods universe, so it should be fun.

Sorry for the long wait, I am still surprised a lot more of you haven't unwatched me yet.

-Garion out

My good friend Io over at our Chess Game of the Gods group is streaming Slender and other scary games for Halloween and I think you should all check it out.

Mainly for the fact that him shitting his pants while on stream will be funny.

Link here

Also, as some of you may have noticed, I have not written or posted anything in a while, this is mainly due to my own laziness, school and the fact that I have become an admin in the biggest sub-verse group on fimfic.

Anywho, expect something from me shortly, as I have sent the first chapter off for editing as we speak.

Thanks for staying with me through my dry spell

-Garion. out

I thought i would like to inform you all that the Rarity story that will replace mine is now out, and I wish him the best luck in writing it.

CLICKY HERE

After getting bored last night, and deciding I have nothing better to do, I re-read The Dovahkiin files and you know what?

I am almost disgusted with it, the writing is terrible, the description, the grammar, everything is something that I call out other authors almost daily. The run on sentences are rampant in it and I have absolutely sense of pacing.

And so, now I am wondering if I should delete it and let it collect dust in my google drive, because right now I have no idea why people like it, I found I couldn't even get past a few chapters before I had to give up, and if that is the type of story I write then I need to find a new hobby.

So yes, unless convinced otherwise it shall be deleted in about 24 hours if I even remember about it then.

Or as I like to call it, Happy Personal Slave that you don't have to pay day.

I am kidding of course, I pay him in verbal abuse, which if it was an actual currency, he would be rolling in the bitches.

My Father is actual one of the people that I look up to most, he is smart, kind and funny (In a British sort of way.)

We often have intellectual sparring matches which I enjoy thoroughly, with topics ranging from the current political climate in many different areas of the world, to religion and its ups and downs.

I would just like to thank him for all the work he has done for me over the years, and the fact that he accepts me as who I am, even the Brony part, his exact words being, "Son, I don't care if you like playing with Barbie dolls until you are 25, know that I love you, but if it keeps you from having a girl friend for a few more years then we might have to stock up on tissue paper."

So, in essence, Wish your dad a happy fathers day, cause if you don't then you are one lazy S.O.B

Anyways, here is a picture that I asked my good friend Vangar Shriek over on Deviant art to design.

I am not sure whether or not I will use it as a replacement for the Dovahkiin Files picture, or write a completely new story about it, anyway I thought that it was too awesome not to share.

Here is a story by my good friend PonyAddict, who you might also know as the co-author in PonyFall:Fabulous Maximus.

The thing about PonyAddict is that he has great execution,. but not that good ideas, but Rude awakening is probably one of the best fics I have read in a while, so I would like it if you could all check it out.

This is a favour, I don't actually believe any of what i just said, it is just the hivemind controlling me.