Arrrgh! · 4:22am
Come and help me figure out what game to play! If no one picks anything, I’m just gonna keep on with my Platinum Randomizer!
EDIT: Done and over with, played a bit of the ASM2R, had fun for an hour and a half or so. I'm trying for Wednesday again, around 6 or 7pm cst, so if you guys want me to play anything in particular, lemme know.
A Favor? · 8:14am
I like streaming, but I’m not very good at just chattering at nobody. A better time would get me more people watching, would help me be funnier, would make for better viewing. I hope. So, If you wouldn’t mind…
One question, three seconds of your time, please? Let me know what time is a good time for you!
Streaming Pokemon Platinum! Again! · 5:49am
I am still doing a Randomized Pokemon Pearl! I have a microphone this time and will be talking at the chat constantly! I’ll be starting in just a few minutes, as soon as I’ve announced this fact twice. See you there!
Done for now, thanks to ya if ya stopped by
Trying a Stream again
Playing Pokemon Platinum, Randomized. If any of you guys are night owls, I’d appreciate a viewer, but just know that I can’t mic right now.
EDIT: All done now, thanks to the one who stopped by :D It was way more fun talking with someone, I’ll have to try and find some quiet moment to stream in actual daytime.
New Chapter Tommorow · 4:56am
I made a Microfic, and then read it · 9:08pm
And here it is! Careful, it starts playing right away. I'm sorry for the background hiss, but I only have the one microphone, which is on a headset
“Do you ever wonder…”
She looked back at the tree, the leaves dancing in a light, salted breeze.
“No. No, of course not.”
She turned back, looking into the orange sun. It sat on top of the waves, white caps dancing into one another.
She looked down, at the beach far below her.
“I do. I wonder about lots of things nowadays, but I keep finding myself… back here.”
She fluttered her wings a bit, settling them better against her sides.
“I don’t know if I even can, or if… If I tried, I wonder if anything would even happen…”
She looked down the steep slope of the cliff. Idly, she kicked at a rock, and watched it fall.
Standing, she steeled herself. She knew she could do it. She knew it was either try, or feel this way forever.
“I love you.”
She leapt from the cliff, wings tucked.
The leaves of the tree danced in the salty breeze.
Oi peeps. · 5:50am
I hate doing things like this. · 5:30pm
For being patient · 9:08am
Here's a sneak peak from the Prologue of the thing I'm currently writing, my first HiE. If you like it, let me know?
Celestia rapped her hoof against Discord’s door, hoping he would answer somewhat normally. This hope was dashed, mostly because it wasn’t Discord at the door at all, but Fluttershy. The yellow Pegasus gazed through the door with a confused look, letting out a nervous ‘meep’ as she looked up into the Princess’s eye.
“Discord,” she called softly over her shoulder. “It’s the Princess. I didn’t know you had a door at the castle…”
“I have a door at every castle, my dear, even that tree thing of Sparklebutt’s. Speaking of which, is it Sunbutt or the moony one?”
Fluttershy started to stutter out a reply, but Celestia smiled and answered for her.
“Sunbutt, Discord. Although you know how little Luna likes your ‘nick-name’. Has Twilight heard hers, yet?”
“Do I look like a piece of stone to you, oh Goddess?” Discord quipped, appearing above Fluttershy. He leaned his arm against the doorway, flicking a pair of sunglasses down from his forehead to cover his mismatched pupils. “Yo, Sunny.”
“Fluttershy, would it be a bother for me to borrow Discord for a minute? I’m afraid we’ve some… sensitive business to discuss,” Celestia asked, looking down into the eyes of the Pegasus.
Avoiding direct eye-contact, Fluttershy nodded and murmured something. Discord stepped through, laying his eagle talon on Fluttershy’s head and furling the sweeping bangs out of the way. She giggled as he saluted smartly, returning the gesture before he closed the door.
Discord immediately reopened the door, and lead Celestia into a bright white room. It was sparsely decorated, holding a small table, a low chair, a cushion, and a painting of a lake nestled in a forested valley.
“Tea is your drink of choice, right?” Discord asked, snapping a small porcelain pot onto the table, along with two good-sized coffee mugs.
Celestia nodded, bypassing the table and cushion for a moment and wandering over to the painting. She looked into it, noting that the trees were actually swaying a bit with the wind, as well as the water rippling under the same force.
Turning back to the table, she found Discord sitting cross-legged in the chair, watching her watch the painting. Walking over, she picked up her mug as she sat on the plush cushion across from him. Watching him carefully, she waited until he was sipping from his cup before saying, “I found those pictures you left in my window hall.”
Discord caught himself from spit-taking, but couldn’t totally hide his reaction, a small hiccup releasing a small, reddish-brown tea bubble. They watched its shape changed disinterestedly, before it popped itself on the wall. Discord returned his gaze to Celestia’s, and decided on his course of action.
“My dear, I simply have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Celestia gave him a flat look over the lip of her mug, drinking in the strong Ceylon tea. His stony face remained for a solid thirteen seconds, before cracking into a mirthful grin.
“Have you actually seen it yet?” he asked, sounding like a young colt on Hearth’s Warming eve. When Celestia nodded, he let loose a tempest of hooting giggles.
Celestia continued to sip at her tea, impassively staring at Discord. When he settled down (literally, he had floated about a foot and a fourth from the seat of his chair,) she asked him, “When can you fix them?”
“Really fix them,” she asked as he held up a hand, fingers ready to snap. He scowled and let his fingers click, before downing his cup and refilling it.
“Anything else, party pooper?”
She sighed, rubbing her temples to assuage the headache appearing under her horn. “Discord, I would have let it be if you hadn’t been so crude. Was that really necessary?”
“Probably not,” he admitted, stirring in a spoonful of honey with a mutated digit. “But while most believe I have full control of my powers, I know you know better. Chaos is, well, chaotic, even for me sometimes. I had intended a mere swapping of features, male for female. I hadn’t necessarily hoped for… well…” He held his hands a few feet apart, chuckling as Celestia choked on her tea.
Coughing, she accepted a handkerchief handed to her, giving Discord a look almost as dirty as the previously changed windows.
“I mean, anything can happen whenever I,” he snapped here, summoning a large tie-dye beanbag next to the table. “See, that was supposed to be bright pink, not-”
A large, black portal appeared in the air above the new chair, and a gangly, pink thing fell out of the swirling vortex. Discord froze as all three of the creatures stared at each other, the new thing’s two brown eyes wide and glazed slightly.
“I didn’t do that,” Discord deadpanned.