Random Ramblings CLXXXII · 7:00am May 18th, 2017
IN WHICH GUBMINT
For those of you who may have seen the news lately, the current climate in the District of Columbia (home to most of the United States government, and also my cousin for a little while yet) is something akin to a bunch of chickens running around with their heads cut off while the fox in charge fails to keep watch and the coop is on fire and the intact chickens are attacking the firefighters trying to quell the blaze because they're butthurt that a fireman's breakfast includes eggs.
What does all this mean? It means that I really need to consider writing another installment in the saga of Orangeglow, Princess Celestia's horribly incompetent prime minister who genuinely believes he outranks a pair of demigoddesses. I wonder how he'll react when he learns his humanoid counterpart is dead?
Regrettably, such a tale cannot come until I've finished the other stories I'm already working on, but I just wanted to let my readers know that I'm not through taking the piss out of the fat orange bastard just yet.
Also still considering a one-shot based on the word-barf of my favourite trollfic writer entitled Ponies Curse and Abuse Each Other for No Reason, featuring Self-Appointed Prosecuting Attorney Pinkie Pie, straight-man Spike (if I can get him to come back after he walked out of my universe during Comma Comma), and a fun twist at the end.
Stay tuned, and peace out!
