Right, so, after roughly some months of rewriting the first chapter of 'Controlling the Sparkle', around fifteen times and still coming up short, I underwent something very similar to a religious experience. The voice of God, Celestia, Santa Claus or whoever called out to me and claimed: "Turnip, you are not yet good enough at writing to pursue a serious piece of fan-fiction". I frowned, wondering if 'serious' and 'fan-fiction' was an oxymoron. The almighty hand/hoof of God/Celestia/Santa struck my cheek, "You know what I mean!" Boomed His/Her/Its non-voice.
This revelation, and the inclusion of significant quantities of alchohol and a dare, led me to write the prologue of 'Borderlands: Taking Names and Buckin' Ass'. This happened about a month ago, and I'm posting it now because I literally just stumbled across it accidentally, vaguely remembered writing it, and edited it the teeniest bit. Now, I'm prone to writing prologues and not writing anything more, but with any luck this'll become an actual story, with chapters and stuff! Despite what the prologue might make out, there will be some serious sections to it, questions of morality, typical angsty moments, detailed backstory revolving around the mane cast etc. But also it'll feature over the top action sequences, a protaganist who enjoys screwing with people and maybe a bit of comedy.
Oh, and someone pointed out to me that there'd been a Borderlands story hanging around here already, but from what I've heard (although admittedly have not read), I think there are significant-enough differences in the story to merit there being another one - hopefully.
Yours wondering if he's going to regret this,