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    RandomEncounter's Stories (3)

    Apr
    6th
    2013

    Before I go on I want to preface this blog post with the following statement:

    This site is owned and maintained by Knighty and, for whatever perceived shortcomings myself or anyone else has with things he may do, ultimately he has the final say when it comes the actions he takes on this site.

    Also:

    What is expressed here is entirely my own opinion and does not reflect the general opinion of any groups that I belong to.

    With that out of the way I suppose I can move onto the crux of the problem that I have been made aware of recently.  As some of you might be aware I've been an active moderator in one of the larger groups on this site for the past few months.  A number of our members also belong to another group formerly called the Anti-Conversion Bureau.  Last night the Anti-Conversion Bureau group was simply deleted by Knighty without any prior warning on his part before being reinstated temporarily so that the moderator in charge, Velkaden, could make members aware of what was transpiring.  The conversation was as follows:

    http://i.imgur.com/KDpKCuq.png

    Now without going into any specifics about the groups stance I would just like to say that I find this whole situation rather distasteful.  This behavior just seems rather odd coming from the site moderator himself.  First off his justification that he gave in thread that followed the announcement in the group was rather weak; wanting a group gone because they are "anti" anything would imply that more groups would face deletion.  Do a search for "anti" and you'll come across a number of smaller groups that would rightfully fit the bill he described for deletion.  However those are not under fire.

    So then it would appear that being "anti" is merely a justification for the groups deletion.  There have been assertions that a certain individual, that has spammed a number of groups during an extended child's temper tantrum due to a perceived slight against him, has perhaps annoyed Knighty enough that he may simply wish to get rid of what he sees as the root cause.  Surely if he felt being "anti" anything is bad for this site he could simply search for groups with that in their title and take the appropriate action necessary against every group.

    I did it with the basic search tools provided to me as a user.

    However, as stated earlier, this is his site and he can do what he wishes.  I just find it awfully disappointing that a site founded around this fandom seems to lack enough basic courtesy to at least say something like "hey bro, I'm going to delete your group."  This is not a simple isolated incident either; rather the moderators on this site at times appear to lack tact in their dealings with individuals when it comes to subjects they do not like personally.

    Is it so much to ask for a like more courtesy on a website dedicated to this particular show?  If you are going to kick someone in the nuts who cannot really do anything back to you, at least apologize ahead of time.

    RandomEncounter · 92 views · Edited 6w, 6d ago
    Mar
    14th
    2013

    Well well well... look who the hell has decided to appear once again!  So yeah, bet some of you have been wondering where I've been, huh?  Good question!  The easy answer is I've been exceptionally busy as of late and only now really have time to pick things up where I left off.  As for what I was doing you may ask?  Well... I won't elaborate but I will give you a metaphorical picture of how the last few weeks have felt:

    Which in turn, of course, left me with a nice rosy complexion.  Here's a picture of me at the moment:

    So, anyway, after weeks of getting maybe fifty to a hundred words down on my chapters I've finally gotten back to writing.  Which is good because it's actually calming and I enjoy some of the laughs I get while doing so.  Anyway, just letting you guys know I'm alive and kicking again.

    ....

    Maybe.

    ...

    Probably.

    ...

    Dammit, just accept that answer already!  So, with that said have a great day everyone.  Oh, and yeah... here's a pony picture to enjoy:

    RandomEncounter · 77 views · Edited 10w, 21h ago
    Dec
    26th
    2012

    Due to considerations on my part for everyone's differing beliefs, customs, traditions, and cultural values, I will just say for everyone to have a good day.  A day that is in no way more exceptional that the day before, the day after, or any other day of the year.  Just... have a good day.  This blog post has in no way any holiday well wishing towards anyone, and I do not sincerely hope that all of you are enjoying today as much as possible.  There are no aspirations that the readers of this post are doing well.  And, most assuredly, there is no mention on my part of the words "Happy Holidays, everyone!"  

    Nope.  None.

    Just RandomEncounter telling everyone to have a good day.  Nothing more, nothing less.  Also, with that said, I have some entirely unrelated pics that I wish to share.  Enjoy!

    RandomEncounter · 132 views
    Dec
    24th
    2012

    Hello, everyone!  As you can imagine, I've been rather busy working on chapters for a few stories over the past week and a half, and I'm finally making headway once again.  Getting back into the groove of writing after slacking off for so long is always annoying.

    Anyway, I figured I'd give some of you the chance to look at a work in progress (which will probably be done soon at this rate) called The Equestrian Zoology Society.  Readers of Thunderstruck probably recognize the name because, well, that's where I first envisioned the idea.  Originally it was supposed to be a little thing that would appear from time to time to bother Shaun in Thunderstruck, but thanks to a number of authors on this site (such as DustTraveller and Invictus), the concept has taken on a life of it's own; so much so that I've made it into a sidestory.  So I figured while I worked on its chapter one, I'd at least take the time to get some opinions from readers (though I'll have to warn you that at the moment it's a little disjointed.)

    Also, if you want to rant at me for not working on the particular story you want updated on this particular evening, then please feel free to do so.  :twilightsmile:

    The Equestrian Zoology Society Chapter One

    RandomEncounter · 79 views
    Dec
    15th
    2012

    GLaDOS

    Good evening, readers and followers.  Were you perhaps expecting RandomEncounter?  Of course you were.  Because you are intellectually challenged.  Though not as severe as the author to which this blog post belongs.  Tests have shown that every time he thinks, a cluster of neurons explode.  That is sad, wouldn't you agree?  I think it is.

    Also, his parents do not love him.

    Perhaps you believe I'm being too harsh to the author?  I'm not.  He has me delivering a public service announcement to his loyal followers, which in turn has taken up valuable testing time.  There are initiatives to commence and test subjects to be launched into sub-orbit.

    Anyway, RandomEncounter wanted me to tell you that his random blurbs of incoherent thoughts are coming off hiatus soon.  Aren't you happy?  I know I'm not.  As a gesture of support, I have sought to provide him with the perfect environment in which to comfortably pretend he has any aptitude at writing, for science of course.  It is full of soothing music, illuminated walls, and deadly neurotoxin.  ...And testing, of course.  Everyone loves that.  I know I do.  So there will be plenty of testing, all designed to enhance the subject's creative abilities.  Or kill him, of course, but that might be just as interesting.

    Did you know that studies performed on other test subjects show that neurotoxin provides a thirty-seven percent increase in test subject activity, while decreasing their efficiency in tasks by a mere sixty-two percent?  Ordinarily this would mean the quality of his writing would decrease.  However, due to the fact that a well-trained flock of turkeys are capable of writing at his level, you should see no difference in the work produced.

    Seriously, it's bad.  So very bad.

    The hiatus has ended.  Let the testing recommence.

    RandomEncounter · 133 views · Edited 22w, 6d ago
    Nov
    23rd
    2012

    Greetings, friend and possible minion material!  I am a CL4P-TP steward bot, but you can call my Claptrap!  It's what all my friends call me after all!

    ...

    Or at least that's what my friends would call me if I had any!  RandomEncounter brought me to this world in the hopes that I could find friendship and happiness among ponies!  A noble endeavor if I do say so myself!

    ...

    Unfortunately after a series of completely unavoidable misunderstandings, I am no longer allowed in the town of Ponyville or any other pony settlement for that matter.  All I have to say to that is that if the mares didn't want me to proposition them, they shouldn't walk around me naked.  Completely not my fault!

    Anyway, allow me to get to the point of this blog post!  I have been informed that many of you human types, including my good friend RandomEncounter, are currently celebrating some holiday called Thanksgiving.  A day when families and friends can come together, reflect on the things they are thankful for in life, watch big burly men ram into each other on a field, eat the flesh of lesser beings, and perhaps even drink themselves into alcohol poisoning.  It really sounds like a swell holiday if you actually had something to be thankful for!

    So RandomEncounter was wanting to wish all of you a happy Thanksgiving, but couldn't seem to muster up the time to do it himself so he allowed me to do it for him!

    ...

    Actually he just forgot after mentioning it in passing and I decided, being the upstanding and noble robot I am, to do it for him.  He'll be so excited tomorrow after waking up from his whiskey induced nap that he'll just have to forgive me for hitting on his girlfriend last week!  He may even forgive me for hitting on her the week before that as--

    Uh-oh, looks like he may be waking up.  I should probably get out of here as he might be a little upset I busted out his window to get into his room.  Once again, have a happy Thanksgiving!

    RandomEncounter · 97 views
    Nov
    20th
    2012

    Notice of Hiatus · 1:59am

    So... as most of you know I have not updated a story in a while and there's a good reason for that I suppose.  Going through seven rewrites on a chapter for one story, feeling utterly disinclined on working on another, and getting frustrated that another chapter is so close to being done yet not being able to muster the will to finish it can certainly prove to be a bit of a downer.  Then having idea after idea soundly rejected on other occasions... well, that does not help as well.  Normally I wouldn't care and just rethink things, but stress is a hell of a kick to the balls.  So for now, I'm just going to make it official (since it seemed that way unofficially anyway) that all my stories are on hiatus at least until sometime in mid-December.  None of them are abandoned as I will eventually continue to keep working on them, but this semester has completely drained me of any will to really do the things I like outside of being with my girlfriend.  Hopefully after all these big projects are done and my finals are out of the way things will easily pick up again.

    ~RandomEncounter

    RandomEncounter · 39 views
    Nov
    8th
    2012

    So, the readers are getting restless with my lack of updates.  The next story that will most likely get updated will be Mass Effect:  Dissension since chapter two is coming together rather quickly.  However, that won't be at least for another week or so because of the big projects I'm working on for my education classes, so I felt I'd give readers something to chew on until then.

    This is the first third of the chapter, and the only finished section, that I have at the moment.  Things are rough, for the most part unedited, the italics won't transfer over (and are more effort than they are worth to go back for them in a blog post), and it is subject to change.  You have been warned.

    ~'.'~'.'~

    ‘Seriously?  Technicolor ponies?!’ Commander Williams inwardly groaned in disbelief.  ‘They couldn’t have given me a little more warning, could they?!’  Truly, if god existed, she believed that this was his idea of a joke at her expense.

    The purple unicorn in front of her tilted her head and gave Ashley a confused look.  “I... beg your pardon?” she asked hesitantly, unsure of what to make of the commander’s statement.

    “Sorry, your appearance just... surprised me.”  Ashley glanced at the assembled ponies, noting a few looks that looked slightly offended.

    Before she could offer an explanation however, the rainbow maned cyan pony shot into her face.  “Oh yeah?!  What’s wrong with our looks?!  You’re nothing much to look at yourself!”  Ashley suppressed her natural reaction to get defensive, if only because the thought of chewing out a rainbow colored pegasus felt completely strange at the moment.

    The yellow pegasus gave a small gasp and hid behind her mane, while the guards tensed up, expecting a possible confrontation; the unicorn in front of the commander looked at her companion, completely mortified.  “Dash!” she yelled out before grabbing the pegasus’ tail in her teeth and yanked her back to the deck.

    “Twilight, what th--” she turned around to protest, only to be met with an her friend glaring at her.  For a moment the pegasus sputtered, “Hey, but it, she--”  Rainbow stopped as she noticed the frown on Twilight’s face only grow bigger.  She looked away and annoyedly ground out, “Fine...”

    “I apologize for my friend’s behavior,” Twilight laughed nervously, “she’s a little defensive at times.  I hope you can forgive her reckless attitude.”

    “Duly noted... though I’ll just say that better not happen again,” replied the commander dryly, deciding to simply ignore the pegasus’ outburst for the moment. “Anyway, as I said before, you appearance threw me off momentarily, and I’m sorry if I offended any of you.  I just wasn’t expecting a new species quite so... well...” she trailed off, unsure of what to say exactly.

    “I think the word you’re looking for is ‘cute.’” offered Garrus, speaking up for the first time.

    Ashley sighed at his suggestion.  “You’re not helping, Vakarian.”  Forcing a smile onto her face in an attempt to look friendlier towards the ponies Ashley suggested, “Look, let’s just start this conversation over, sound good?”  Looking down at the unicorn in front of her, and still not sure of her state of mind, the commander leaned down a little and offered her hand, “As you seem to already know, I’m Commander Ashley Williams, and I suppose I should welcome you and your party to the SSV Normandy.”

    Twilight extended her hoof to accept the handshake with a cheerful smile.  “Thank you, Commander Ashley Williams,” the purple pony nodded slightly in acknowledgement, “we are honored and very happy to be here.”

    “If you don’t mind, you can just use Commander Williams, or even just Commander when addressing me,” Ashley stood up once again before nodding her head once again the unicorn. “You said you were... Twilight Sparkle, right?”

    “Oh!  Of course, Commander Williams,” Twilight replied with a friendly smile.  “And these,” she motioned behind her, “are a few of my friends as well as our escorts.”

    At that, the three armored ponies walked forward, with one eventually taking his place beside Twilight, before giving Ashley a crisp salute.  “Captain Stronghoof of the Equestrian Royal Guards.  Behind me are Corporal Swifttail and Private Stalwart Shield.  It’s a pleasure to meet you, Commander Williams.”

    The commander unconsciously returned the salute.  “It’s an honor to meet you and your men.”

    “Ponies, actually,” came a curt reply.

    Twilight motioned behind her once again at a buttercream pony with a pink mane.  “This is one of my very good friends, Fluttershy.”  When the named pony didn’t come forward, Twilight nervously jerked her head at her friend.  “Fluttershy?”

    Fluttershy bowed her head and played with her hoofs nervously and quietly said, “Thank you, but I’m fine over here... um, if you don’t mind that is.”

    The purpled unicorn turned back to Ashley and gave her a slightly nervous smile.  “I apologize for my friend.  She is rather... well, shy when it comes to meeting new faces.”  She gave a small cough before noticing a cyan-colored shape hovering out of the corner of her eye.  Twilight’s smile faltered a bit before.  “And I believe you’ve already been introduced to my good friend.  I know she won’t cause anymore problems,” Twilight turned to look at the pegasus crossly, “will she?”

    “Yeah, yeah,” the pegasus replied dismissively as she floated towards the commander before landing, striking a smug pose, and proudly exclaimed, “I’m the one and only Rainbow Dash!  I’m the fastest flyer in all of Equestria!”

    “That’s good to know,” replied the Spectre icily, “but just so we’re clear, I’m the commander of this vessel and my word on this ship is law.  Which means I’m the one person above all others you do not shove your face into.  Is that understood?”

    For her part Rainbow Dash looked ready to argue, but a soft cough from her unicorn friend, followed by a withering glare directed at the pegasus, forced her to hold her tongue.  Instead, she merely grunted and muttered, “Yeah, I get it.”

    Ashley nodded and replied with a simple, “Good.”  She took note of the almost audible release of breath the purple mare had been holding in and had to wonder just how many times her friend’s brash attitude had put them in awkward situations.

    With the tension in the room eased, Twilight cleared her throat and continued on, “Also, I’d like to mention that two of my other friends are currently in your medbay and should be joining us shortly.”

    That got Ashley’s attention.  “Medbay?  Is something wrong with them?”

    The unicorn’s ears folded back as she gazed downward, and the mood of the other ponies in the room visibly darkened.  Fluttershy looked on the verge of tears, while Dash looked incredibly agitated.  Ashley even noticed anger in the eyes of the otherwise stoic faces of the guard ponies. After a few moments, Twilight finally spoke up.  “I was told you’d be informed about our situation.  So I assume you were informed of the attack on one of our settlements, correct?”

    The Spectre regarded her stoically momentarily before nodding her head.  “I was.”

    “That settlement’s name is Ponyville...” she trailed off with a sigh, her voice completely downtrodden.  “I know that name must not mean much to you, but for Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, my friends Applejack and Pinkie Pie down in the medbay, and myself, Ponyville is our home.”  Twilight’s shoulders slumped a bit before she continued.  “Another friend of ours was... taken,” the pony’s expression turned angry, “and Applejack... she tried to stop them since she was nearby at the time... and...” the pony trailed off, unable to continue as she fought back tears.

    Ashley’s eyes narrowed, understanding where this was going, but at the same time choosing to remain silent.

    The unicorn looked up at the commander, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.  “It could have been worse... much worse from what I’ve found out.  If the projectile hadn’t gone through the cart she had ducked behind first... but it still hit her hind leg and--”

    “And when I get my hooves on those alien bucktards, they’ll wish they never set hoof in Equestria!” loudly interjected Rainbow Dash with as much menace as one could muster after saying such a sentence.

    Twilight looked horrified for a moment before she shot the pegasus a glare.  “Rainbow, watch your language!  We’re representing all of Equestria at the moment!  I don’t want to report back to Celestia to tell her that we made a bad impression on the rest of the galaxy with your use of such crude--”

    “Alright, alright!” responded the pegasus while rolling her eyes.  “Shesh.”

    For her part, Ashley simply gave the two mares a dumbfounded expression.  ‘Bucktards... really?’’  If the topic of conversation wasn’t so somber at the moment, the lone human in the room probably would have found herself laughing.  As it was though, she held back her laughter at the complete ridiculous nature of the pegasus’ outburst; especially so since meeker mare of the group was clearly on the verge of crying.  “Uh, that’s fine Ms. Sparkle, I understand emotions are running high and I won’t think less of such... er... language.  You don’t have to say anything else” she reassured the group in front of her calmingly, “I can only guess how hard it is for you and your friends.”

    Twilight gave her friend one last glare before she turned back to the commander, giving her a weak smile in the process.  “Thanks for understanding... it’s very appreciated.”

    “Is she going to be alright?”  

    Twilight took a deep breath before nodding her head.  “It looked worse than it actually was at first.  There... there was just so much blo--” she briefly shivered then sighed, her friends looking just as shaken as her.  “Anyway... a medical team from the Council examined her later and said she would fully recover in time, though I think even they were surprised she’s moving around so soon.  Still, your ship’s doctor insisted on examining her for good measure.”

    ‘Of course she did,’ though Ashley with no small amount of amusement.  Dr. Chakwas was a great doctor, and very thorough, but sometimes that meant she was wary of the opinions of other physicians.  

    Bringing her thoughts back to the present situation, however, the Spectre looked at Twilight with a bit of concern in her eyes.  “What about your other friend below deck with her?  Was she hurt as well?”

    “Oh, no!  She’s just there to keep Applejack company during the examination,” replied the unicorn, her tone much more upbeat that earlier.  “We would’ve stayed down there with her, but I felt it best that we greet you immediately once we heard you were arriving.”  Twilight chuckled softly, “She even insisted that it wouldn’t be polite to keep you waiting on her account.”

    The commander nodded before sighing, regretting what she was about to tell the group of ponies in front of her.  “Well, if that’s the case I suppose we should get down to business then.  And I’m sorry to say this upfront after the things you’ve gone through, but I’ll be completely honest Ms. Sparkle... I won’t make any promises about finding your friend,” she admitted somberly, scanning the reactions of every pony in the room.  As she expected, one pony in particular did not fail to vocalize her concerns one bit.

    “What?!” yelled Rainbow Dash indignantly as she flew into the Commander’s face. “What the hay good are you--”

    ‘Not this time,’ thought the human as her irritation made itself evident.  “Enough!” she barked out tersely, getting in the pegasus’ face, much to the surprise of the rooms other inhabitants.  “Remember your place or I will have you off my ship in a heartbeat!  Are we clear this time?”  She starred the mare down for a few moments, her features daring her to go on.  

    A few tense moments passed before the pegasus huffed and finally backed down; not the least bit happy, but at the same time not willing to risk being separated from the rest of her group.  Satisfied that her message got through, she relaxed and sighed.  “As I said, I’m not promising anything concrete,” she reiterated before going on, “but as a Council Spectre, I will use whatever available resource I can to get your friend back if possible.  That’s the best I can offer you.”  The Commander looked at the downcast expression of both Twilight and Fluttershy, and the disgruntled glare being thrown her way by the cyan flyer before simply sighing.  “Look, I know that isn’t much... and I understand how little consolation that must seem at the moment.  However, hope is all I can give.”

    A few moments of silence followed as her words sunk in before the resident hot head huffed indignantly, “Well this sucks.”

    Twilight, her eyes half lidded and full of sadness staring down at the deck, could only nod her head in agreement.  “I hope you don’t hold it against me if I agree with my friend on this.”

    Ashley nodded in understanding, her features softening somewhat as she looked at the downtrodden pony in front of her.  “I won’t, Ms. Sparkle.  Like I said, I understand this is all frustrating to you.  But there is something you can do that will be a major help.”

    “Of course!” responded the purple pony without hesitation, before looking at her curiously, her head cocked to the side.  “Just what sort of help are you asking for exactly?”

    “It’s simple, really... I need details,” she stated in a tone that left no room for negotiation as she crossed her arms in front of her.  “I’ve been given the runaround for the past few hours, and frankly I’m flying blind here without something more concrete to go on than what little breadcrumbs the Council has given us.  I need descriptions of anything and everything that you can remember.  The more we have to go on, the more likely this mission will be successful, okay?”  She knew she wasn’t being entirely truthful to the ponies, but every little bit of hope for them to cling onto was something at least.

    For a moment, the purple unicorn looked extremely uncomfortable, downright nervous even.  She looked over her shoulder back at Captain Stronghoof who, after a few seemingly tense moments, in turn gave her a curt nod.  Turning back to the Commander, she smiled nervously.  “Of... course,” the purple pony nodded hesitantly, “in that case, we have a few things to discuss.”

    ~’.’~’.’~

    RandomEncounter · 77 views
    Oct
    28th
    2012

    The Random Way of Writing a Fanfiction

    As seen through the eyes of... Anrodos the Deranged!

    ~'.'~'.'~

    Anrodos [eager]:  Hello once again, RandomEncounter!

    RandomEncounter [angrily surprised]:  Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?

    Anrodos [crushed soul and tearful]:  ... That... that hurts.  It's me, Anrodos!  One of your loyal fans, man...

    RandomEncounter [suspicious]:  Doesn't ring a bell...

    Anrodos [depressed]:  You know... the guy that's been following your first fic you ever published since chapter one?

    RandomEncounter [blinks in surprise]:  People actually read Thunderstruck?

    Anrodos [confused]:  Well... yes... sometimes... I mean when you actually update it... or any of your other fics for that matter...

    RandomEncounter [happy]:  Oh, well... thanks, Chuck!

    Anrodos [completely lost]:  I've only ever called myself Anrodos... where the hell did you get the name Chuck from?

    RandomEncounter [apathetic]:  Sorry, it happens when you just don't care.

    Anrodos [annoyed]:  Has... has anyone ever mentioned that you are a bastard?

    RandomEncounter [shrugs]:  Many times, Fergus, many times.

    Anrodos [fighting the urge to stab RandomEncounter]:  ... Screw you.  You know what?  Let's just get down to why I'm here today...

    RandomEncounter [delighted]:  An excellent idea!  You're taking up valuable time of mine, after all.

    Anrodos [firmly believes he has found proof of the Anti-Christ]:  Of course... well... you see, I'm writing a story at the moment, and I just wanted to know what inspired you to start writing fanfiction...

    RandomEncounter [smiles]:  Tequila and rage.

    Anrodos [sighs]:  I'm being serious here.

    RandomEncounter [blinks]:  So am I.

    Anrodos [wtf]:  What the hell?

    RandomEncounter [shrugs]:  Thunderstruck was the product of drinking tequila one night and trying to read a certain two fics about someone's second life and another person living the dream.  It's basically a big middle finger to many of the ideas in those two works and is written as mainly a parody.  Not to be taken seriously in the least bit.  Shadow of the Leaves likewise was inspired by a certain Naruto fic that I disliked and happened to be drinking that night.  That one's not so much a parody as it is me seeing if I can put my money where my mouth is and attempt to write a good crossover of those two universes...

    Anrodos [not shocked in the least bit at this revelation]:  And what about Mass Effect: Dissension... ?

    RandomEncounter [wonders what part of Anrodos' brain actually functions properly]:  Do I really need to answer that question?

    Anrodos [poker face]:  No... no I suppose you don't...

    RandomEncounter [I like waffles]:  Well then, is that all?

    Anrodos [contemplates for a few seconds]:  You seem angry at the moment.  Is something the matter?

    RandomEncounter [sighs]:  Yes... somewhat...  and it's the fact these two fics exist... Halo: Stranded and Good luck sir. It's been an honour.  They made me start drinking tonight...

    Anrodos [inwardly laughs at RandomEncounter's plight]:  Well, I'm sorry to hear... wait... drinking?

    RandomEncounter [sighs]:  Yeah... tequila...

    Anrodos [curses existence]:  You aren't... ?

    RandomEncounter [shakes his head]:  Just writing down characterizations and a full story outline that will probably not see the light of day until next year... or whenever I finish my currently published fics...

    Anrodos [quirks an eyebrow]:  So never, then?

    RandomEncounter [takes another shot]:  Perhaps... oh well.  Now, I have a question for you...

    Anrodos [curious]:  Yeah?

    RandomEncounter [sincere]:  Do you like bananas?

    Anrodos [...]:  ... You know, I hope your death earns a Darwin Award one day.

    [Anrodos leaves]

    RandomEncounter [confused]:  Now that wasn't nice for little orphan Oliver to say...

    RandomEncounter · 34 views
    Oct
    16th
    2012

    You won, Anrodos.  It's a weekend blog post past midnight for me.  Enjoy your cookie.  I laced it with hatred, tears, and a healthy dose of cyanide.

    Anyway, just letting you guys know that more than likely the next story getting updated will be Shadow of the Leaves, and the chapter after that should come much faster since I know what I want to do with that one, but this next once gave me a headache for various reasons.  I'm HOPING to get that out within the next two weeks before I have to get working on my big class projects (like designing a unit for a history class.)  If not, I will delete this post in a fiery explosion and deny all accounts of its existence.  Go ahead and take your screenshot if you want proof... I laugh in the face of logic.

    Next point... I need some people that are willing to give me some constructive opinions (you can be harsh, but within reason) and nitpick everything for a project involving going back and finding weaknesses in previous chapters.  Since I need a lot of opinions and people willing to tear anything apart... I'm not saying why I'm doing this.  Just let me know if you are interested.  If you are, you must meet the following criteria:

    A)  A pulse and a few functioning synapses.

    B)  The ability to deal with an author that may or may not be drinking and writing.

    With that out of the way, may you have a good night, and a wonderful week!

    RandomEncounter · 45 views