The Tellings of What Be Going On... and a Preview · 2:07am Oct 10th, 2014
So, I've been trying to work a lot on my stories recently.
It has been rather hard with school and working on the house here, but I think I've been faring rather well as of now.
Fuck, today I spent about seven hours cutting down 40+ foot tall trees and hauling wood... I didn't even go to school because of it.
Well, enough about that since I have more important things to talk to all of you about.
Yes you, my ever-loyal and coordinated army of followers.
As you know from how I act on this site, I like to be honest... in general. This goes from chapter updates to random bullshit facts about me.
Like how I hate cutting my fingernails... seriously, I hate it. Fuck, they get long as hell too, I can cut a bitch bad with 'em.
Anyway, I think it would be fair if I created an area on my user page at which you guys can see just how much work I am doing on my chapters... like word counts, ideas, research and such.
You know, the shit that's on user pages of actually decent and succesful authors here.
Example:
Humans of Equestria: The Severius Equestrian War
Chapter 6: On The Hunt (Progress- 1,859 words out of an estimated 6,000)
See? Isn't that just nice? Now you can really see if I'm even fucking trying to work at a decent pace and can break out the whip if I slack off.
So yeah, that should be somewhere on my user page, I think I may just get rid of my uber-long bio, because it's just... fuckin' long.
Oh, and I guess I'll let you see some of what I've got for the Griffon story, 'The Rise of Calden'.
"WALL BREACH!" Many of the griffons screamed out, giving cause for them to retreat back at the loss of their main line of defense. Even the griffons involved in the melee combat of the squares simply leapt into the air to retreat.
Carver fell back with his own soldiers, flying at a quick pace back to the first line of buildings in the city, which were the barracks, training camps and armories used by the army.
The griffons landed with a loud swoop as their wings came down and furled back up. Carver looked across the area, finding that the other walls were still holding, albeit taking heavy losses, making this position in the military district a last line between the invaders and the inner city... where the civilians were taking refuge.
He then looked about his soldiers, most of them simply focusing on reloading their weapons or setting up in advantageous positions. The Saddle Arabians could be heard, letting out loud war cries as they tried to climb the rubble of the wall and charge onward.
"They're coming... and en masse!"
"Where are the Equestrians?!"
"Those damn pony cowards!"
"They'll be here!" Carver shouted out to silence them. "Worry not about them but rather your firing and your fellow soldiers!"
The griffons quickly quieted down and finished their preperations as the rubble was climbed over by their advesaries.
With another loud swoop, more griffons landed down in front of Carver's unit, these being melee soldiers from the front that had also taken a retreat back.
"Als einer! We fight them together!" One of the melee troops yelled, his accent thick.
The german speaking griffons of Griffonia were known for their discipline and endurance in the melee, giving them vast respect among the ranks and other Griffon speaking cultures, as to be reputable in combat was to be known as strong, brave and intelligent.
Carver looked to the german speaking griffon, giving a nod of respect as this was almost guranteed a suicidal defense now.
"Right men, we hold this spot for as long as we can." He began, looking forward at the oncoming Saddle Arabian horde. "If we are overrun, then we shall all retreat and meet up at Einheit. It must not fall."
A blasting war cry came from the Arabians, who were now formed up and charging straight at the griffon position.
"Here they come!"
The melee griffons quickly ascended back into the air, giving the sharpshooters a clear line of sight on the charging Saddle Arabians.
"Fire by rank, now!" Carver shouted out over the sound of the coming charge.
Every sharpshooter followed the order, forming up two lines, all of them standing upon their rear legs and using their frontal legs and talons to aim their guns, as if they were bipedal.
"Fire!"
The frontal line fired their rifles all at once, creating an explosive boom to ring out and deafen everyone nearby. The volley slammed into the charging Saddle Arabians, sending most of them flying backwards to knock down their comrades.
"Second rank!"
The first line knelt down as the line behind them raised up their guns and readied to fire.
"Fire!"
Another massive volley was delivered into the charging enemy, injuring and knocking more down. Blood covered mst of the bodies, as the wounds were simply smashing holes into the infantry. With the chaos created by the fire of the guns, a simple melee charge was all that was needed to finish the defensive assault.
"Tauchgebühr!"
The melee griffons dived downward, their weapons all aimed for the collapsed formation of Saddle Arabians. One of Carver's troops called some words of encouragement to the griffons about to engage in melee.
"Come on Fritz, duff their arse!"
With a ground-shattering impact onto the ground, the griffons landed, instantly killing quite a few of the Arabians with their weapons as the blood that flew was good evidence of a successful dive charge. The griffons rose back up from the ground and readied their weapons as the Arabians were already back to charging at them. The griffons armed with pikes simply balanced themselves and pointed their long weapons horizontaly at the Saddle Arabians as they continued their countercharge.
"Halten!" The officer called out, encouraging the griffons to hold and wait for the charge.
With a massive and foolish slam, the Arabians charged straight into the pikes, unaware of the tactics employed by the griffons. Many of them died instantly from the spears peircing them, others were stuck behind their impaled comrades.
"Werfen!" The officer shouted with haste, the pikemen returning by thrusting forward and quickly pulling back with their pikes, tossing the dead Saddle Arabians away.
"Klinge Nahkampf!"
Instantly the pikes were pulled upward and sent back into the formation as the sword infantry charged forward into the unprepared Saddle Arabians. The strong steel broadsword tore through the meagre armor of the horses, who suffered grave stabs and slices. The officer of the unit himself got into the middle of the fight, spilling the blood of Arabians ferociously and with deadly discipline.
As the brutal close-quarter combat ensued, Carver and his soldiers finished their reloading process with the two ranks reforming, ready to unleash their volleys at the closer Arabians.
"Loaded!" Carver screamed over the chaos before him as he and the rest of his troops raised their weapons up.
"Aufsteigen!"
At the sound of the command, every griffon in the melee shoved back their foes, unfurling their wings and with a single massive swoop, dashed up into the air, exposing the Arabians to the marksmen.
Quite a few Saddle Arabians lie among the dead, surrounded by the blood of their brethren, clinging onto life as their allies traverse over them to resume their attack.
Carver didn't even bat an eye at them.
"Fire!"
Feedback for that would be nice, as I don't want to build up hype for something that might be shit.
Anyway, that's it... for now.
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Well, I live out in the woods now so...
Fuck, we had to take down all of these trees because they could just fall down one day and either take out the power or hit the house.
Like, there's sunlight in the yard now and it's so fucking nice.
2522174
Yeah... at least we got rid of those fuckers before. Fucking sprayed out the entire property, killed bees and wasps as well.
There's still giant motherucking ones out during the night. When we were here before we moved in, you just got eaten alive. Now, you can go out and there and breathe without accidentaly inhaling one.
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Well, it belonged to my grandmother and she died about... I want to say two years ago but I don't fucking remember to well. Anyway, my mother inherited the deed to it and we got it for free.
So, we said 'fuck it' with apartment living as my dad got fucked over with his job working there (We're taking those fuckers to court over it.).
Since we had nowhere else to go (Other than downstate... yeah-no.) we chose to live out here.
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Hah, there's like five farms within a mile of us. I mean fuck, walk out the back door and youy can hear cows mooing.
No, we can't manage that, this shit is THICK.
Thankefully, I've got my badass thick oll coat which pretty much stops me from feeling anything hitting or poking.
Got my left hand smashed though... and a cut on my right hand...
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Yeah, and if your ground isn't practically fucking ash. It's so damn dry out in the yard, that it's nigh impossible to grow or maintain anything.
...Though, we've ben talking about growing medical marijuana because it's going to be legalized in Michigan within the next year at this rate.
At least we don't have to pay for heat and water, as we have a natural well and we use heaters.
2522254
>can barely afford gas
>winter is coming
Motherfucker, it hailed yesterday, we don't have the time or resources now.
I don't really give a fuck.
Shit makes sense. That's all I ask for.
2522385
Eh, with my family's luck, we'll get rekt.
...Plus, a fuckton of money Medicare fucked us over on...
This shit is just fucked.
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Exactly, I've also been taking career tests and getting results back for law enforcement or economics, so I can go the college, get an associates in fucking something relating to those then get into the military to pay shit off and get a fuckton of benefits.
The key to that is not getting injured and having to deal with the clusterfuck that is the VA in the US.