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Jet Howitzer


If you close your eyes, it's like nothing's ever changed.

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  • 507 weeks
    Spam be Damned

    I said I was gonna do it, and I did it. Not my best run, but I have had worse attempts.

    Sursum Aeternum!
    -Jet Howitzer

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  • 507 weeks
    I am the make Movie-Film

    First, I am making some progress in regards to writing. Fireflies is more than likely next to get an update, and then some of my other works.

    In other news, I'm going to start doing some recordings of myself playing some games I like, along with commentary. Because I can. And I think that it's fun.

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  • 508 weeks
    Democracy: Probably a Dictatorship

    Well, dear readers, I've reached a smidgen of a snag when it comes to Fireflies. Not anything too dramatic, it's still going to be written, and things of that nature. So, don't worry about me abandoning it, or something like that. I'm not that much of a tosser... Most of the time.

    ANYWHOOZLE!

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  • 514 weeks
    I am now 23

    The title says it all, people.
    As of today, July 4, 2014 I am 23 years of age.

    Please, hold your applause, and just throw money. Can't buy shit with applause.

    Sursum Aeternum!
    -Jet Howitzer

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  • 515 weeks
    A Tale of Two Stories

    It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
    There are two tales that I would like to shamelessly endorse, now, and here they are:

    Distant Memories

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May
15th
2013

Fireflies Chapter 10 Update, and Preview · 6:51pm May 15th, 2013

The chapter is.... going. No real release date yet, but it's in progress. I hope to get it done by this coming weekend, but I make no promises.

Now, have a 625 word preview.

There is something distinctly magical about the slow dawn of light filtering through the gaps of a curtain ruffled by the wind. A distinct sense of ‘right’ that surges up in one's chest. That is the feeling I got as I slowly roused myself from my sleep. With gentle motions I extricated myself from Pinkie’s grasp, a quick peck on the lips bringing a smile back to her face. In just a few short strides I was standing before the curtains, the flashing glimpses of the wide open skies prompting the corners of my mouth to rise. In a single sweeping gesture I pulled open the curtains, revelling in the veritable bath of sunlight. Not a cloud was in sight, and it was with pleasure that I stepped out onto the balcony, my eyes roaming skyward.

A pair of arms soon wrapped about my waist, and then I felt Pinkie pull herself against my back. I put one of my hands atop hers, gently intertwining my fingers with hers. For a few minutes we just stood like that, enjoying the tranquility of the new and beautiful morning. When, at last, Pinkie broke the embrace I turned around immediately, hugging Pinkie back, and earning a delighted sigh from her. I broke the hug with a gentle kiss, earning an adorable blush on her cheeks. After that she went back inside, leaving me alone for just a moment before I, too, returned indoors.

I watched as Pinkie vanished into my bathroom, and then I tossed myself once more onto my bed, content to wait until she was done to go in there myself. Not that I was opposed to the idea of showering with her. I just wanted to be a bit more productive that day, and I knew that if I did go in there, I’d probably end up wasting most of the morning. As I gently dozed on the bed, only half aware of my surroundings, I let my mind wander to the events of last night, and the promise I had made to not only Pinkie and Dash, but to myself as well. Simply stopping myself from being defensive was a start, but I needed to take the initiative.

At the thought of Dash I rolled off the bed, my destination set. My notepad was still just where I had tossed it earlier, the pages slightly folded due to my carelessness. With a bit of hesitation I picked up the pad, slowly fixing the pages without turning it over just yet. I let out the breath I was unconsciously holding, flipping over the pad at the same time. Written there, in the middle of the page, was just a short message from Dash:


I want you to draw me again. In person.


I felt my cheeks grow warmer at the proposition, and I grabbed my pencil, a smile coming to my face as I rested the point on the page.


Name the time and place. I’ll bring the paper and pencil. You just bring yourself.


As I finished my note, the door to my bathroom came open, a small cloud of steam billowing forth. I watched the cloud with rapt attention, waiting for Pinkie to emerge. When she did emerge her appearance certainly didn’t disappoint. The towel that she had wrapped around her body clung to her curves, concealing just enough to give her that casual sexy look she could pull off with such a degree of ease that Rarity often grew jealous. Her hair was wrapped in that magically attractive look that only the women of the world could really pull off. Without a thought I stood and walked over to her, my eyes drinking in her wonderful appearance.

Now, some of you, one person in particular, made a point about how easily Icarus forgave Dash and co. for their little bet. Well, I'm here to tell you that Icarus will be bringing that up in this chapter, and that he hasn't actually forgiven anyone just yet.

AVANTE!
-Jet Howitzer

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Comments ( 2 )

Someone actually brought it up? I would have waited until the end to do that if it wasn't addressed (I say things like 'I forgive you' all the time and don't fully mean it). Anyway, I can't wait for the next chapter!

Don't wanna read the preview for spoilers but YAY! New chapter incoming! Sometime soon! I hope!

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