Previews of my next updates! · 2:21am Sep 4th, 2014
Why haven't I written anything, you ask? But I have! I updated a story followed by a whopping 73 people!
*sigh*
And I have added to some fic updates, such as Mac Unhitched and Regression, and even a little bit of pony bar time!
But, real life work is taking all my time.
I'm sorry guys, I really am.
It seems like I've just got so much going on right now. Like I went from 0-60 in under a few days time.
I'm not quitting, or anything like that, but, I figure I'd let you know the progress on some of the things I've been working on.
Hell, I'll even include a preview or two!
As the Songbird Sings:
The Monster From the Forest
"Call for backup immediately! Get the entire division down here, now!" Sargent Shield said, rushing out the door, brandishing his spear as it hung in his magic. Once he rounded the corner of Fluttershy's cottage, he recognized the mare they were looking for.
"Miss Fluttershy! Get away from that thing!"
The Songbird stepped forward, causing the earth beneath their hooves to tremble. He balled his fists, revealing the razor sharp blades on his gloves.
"Mr. Bird, please don't hurt them!" Fluttershy cried
Sorry songbird fans, That's all you get! (because that's all there is :''(
Macintosh Unhitched:
Mac was up before the sun the next day. If the madame wanted this stallion dead, he supposed he had no choice. He had wrestled with the moral dilemma of killing a pony not connected with his mission.
Ah suppose this is just another stop on the way... he thought, dressing himself in the dingy room given to him by his new employer. A shuffling sound distracted him. A newspaper slid beneath the door with a note tied around it, a last known location of his target. He took the paper, removing the note and stowing it in the pocket of his duster. He tossed the paper on the bed, but took a second glance once he caught the headline.ARMY OF THE SUN SWELLS RANKS! POWERS TAKE SIDES! WAR IMMINENT!
Mac's jaw hung slack as he scanned through the opening paragraphs.
The kidnapping of a vital part of the equestrian national defense six months ago has finally warranted a swift and just response from the crown. The army of the sun's ranks continue to grow as recruits flock to punish those who would commit crimes against the kingdom.
The lawless territory newspapers usually had a pro-equestria slant, but Mac couldn't doubt the truth in black and white. He knew at the outset of his mission that it would only be a matter of time before word of Rainbow's disappearance became public knowledge. Once that happened, he knew the Princesses would have to do something.
He would have never guessed that something was rebuild the Equestrian army. Further down the page, a picture of his wife and son stared back at him. His time was running out. Mac knew an invasion would only complicate things.
"Another ponies' blood on your hooves."
Mac cut his eyes to the old victorian chair in the corner. The light from the lantern didn't quite reach, though there was no need for it. He knew who was sitting there.
"He knew what was coming. I gave him the choice."
A bright red point of light rose, and then rested on the chairs arm as a cloud of smoke veiled the shadowy figure. "You sure didn't hesitate, did you?"
Mac hated when he showed up. "You know what happens when you hesitate."
A scoff echoed from the corner. "Yeah, I do. So, have you thought about what I said?"
Mac's face twisted into a snarl. "Ah ain't a murderer."
"You don't think so?" The figure leaned out of the shadows. "You know what murderers do, don't you?" Mac stared back at his dark companion, a reflection of himself. "They kill. You've killed." His dark passenger sat back, taking another drag of his cigarette. "Connect the dots."
Please don't read in to how a hooved creature could hold a cigarette without fingers. I sure didn't.
Regression:
Princeps Autem Solis
The full moon is due tonight. It is identical to countless nights before, only this time, there is a tension I've not felt in many hundreds of years. Something is wrong. A storm has been brewing on the horizon, and I fear my sister knows of it as well. What's truly worrying, is that she refuses to acknowledge it. The impeding worry covers her like the heaviest cloak, and yet, she pretends everything is fine. She may ignore it, but I believe I know what is coming.
The blades are coming. Another case has been reported in Manehattan. The EIA has been exceptional at concealing the cases from the general public, but they're mounting. They can't be hidden forever.
Celestia refuses to renew the covenant. We renewed it once before. Discord, Celestia and myself all gathered in the Hallowed Ground. It cost us dearly. Epona can be a cruel deity. She demands so much from us to keep our children safe, to allow them the same gifts that we have enjoyed.
I'm afraid my sister's tolerance for the renewal has disappeared. I cannot lay blame upon her. It is truly a dreadful process, to be renewed. For the kingdom, it is good. Wonderous, no doubt. The lethargic are granted energy, the sad are given joy, and the angry are given peace. But for us, there is naught but misery. A torment beyond comparison, beyond the mere words of any language awaits us for every bargain struck with Epona. Our life, the lives of all creatures on this planet flow from her, and through her. It is only through her grace that we live, and it is only fitting, that through her grace, we should recede.
A Pony Walks Into A Bar...
Trixie
Another time, a unicorn in a cape and wizard hat wandered in. She held her head high as she entered, the hat dragging across the doorframe. With a swish of her magic, her clothes hung themselves on the hatrack.
All I've got. Still thinking of a story for Trixie.
That's not all of it, but there's a sample of some of what I've been up to. Fans of the various stories, what did you think?
Oh snap! I love Regression! Real life is real life. It happens.
Honestly, I feel like the Trixie story more or less writes itself. She really got shitted on in her first appearance for doing her job and getting harassed at her free show, and the second appearance was her getting her soul eaten by an evil artifact. When you throw in the rock farm bit she mentioned between the two (assuming it was true) and word of god saying she went to Celestia's magic school thingy, she has more than enough to complain about.
That just leaves the question of where to take her, and I think pointing her at either Twilight or Luna would be strong possibilities given the parallels to Nightmare Moon with Luna and the fact that Twilight seems to have accepted Trixie at the end of Magic Duel.
P.S. I was happy to see Starship Trooper update even if almost no one else was.
Ahhh, thanks for the peek at Macintosh unhitched
I gotta say, I'm looking forward to the next bit of Songbird, especially now that I actually understand what's going on.
In the meantime, have fun with those checklists.