Your average, everyday idiot with an academic vocabulary. I'm still trying to work out whether or not that's a good combination. I occasionally write things.
So, Sunday morning afternoon, I wake up. I'm tired, hungry, bored, all of these lovely adjectives generally associated with waking up. So, I get myself some breakfast, hop on the computer, and open up FiMfic to read some horsewords and wake myself up right.
I'd like to note before starting that the French town of Bayeux seems to be completely devoid of useable public Wi-Fi. That is really the only explanation I have concerning my silence during the last few days, despite my promise to keep regular updates on my trip through Europe.
It's been a right long time since I last posted a blog post, an even longer time since I posted anything but empty promises for stories that never came. I decided that I oughtn't just ramble on about just anything, so I just didn't blog.
So, I was reading Undead Equestria and a thought hit me: so far the story has been mostly confined to the southern and eastern regions of Equestria. What's going on out west of Canterlot? Maybe this'll be covered later in the story, but I figured I'd write myself a little story just for the heck of it. Good practice and good fun.
KING SOMBRERO!
494293
Hey! Long time no see.
494720
Aye, likewise.
494731
Well, I saw your idea for the new fic, and, as you seem to do war fics so well, I'd honestly read it with enthusiasm.
494853
I'll be honest, it's tough.
Gotta make lots of puns, gotta make it humanized to rally make it work, etc.
There's a lot that needs to go into it to make sense as a war fic, IMHO.