And now, a meta joke · 6:03pm Oct 13th, 2017
The following meta gag is brought to you by a sudden realizatioin from TVtropes and it was a joke I just could not pass up.
The following meta gag is brought to you by a sudden realizatioin from TVtropes and it was a joke I just could not pass up.
I'm sorry that I haven't been active recently, but I think you all will be very pleased to know what I've been working my heart out on for the last few weeks. Sometimes as a writer you get an idea in your head that just won't go away no matter how hard you try. It's this great nagging feeling of true art. I haven't truly experienced this feeling as strongly as I am right now in over a year. I am absolutely elated to explain to you this wonderful genius idea. It is a story for the ages. It is
I think, on a day like today, it's important to remember a single word: sacrifice.
Today is a day that should be celebrated for many reasons, but the most important is that it's an opportunity to give thanks for the freedoms we have, which was bought and paid for with the blood of patriots.
"And what do you want to be when you grow up Pole Dancer?"
Does anyone else think Scootaloo's new aunts should have been these ponies?
When did I get 17 followers? 👀 Probably at that comedy story or something. Who knows
Anyways, turns out I have 18 followers at my Twitter account I compared to the measly 17 followers on this account. I cannot stand this no more. I have spent so much time at Twitter or Youtube that my attention span has been shot dead in some alley somewhere. Granted that I have ADHD and this is always technically true, but I have even LESS attention attention span than the first place.
And little did he know, it was a SALAD BAR! It was a trap! They lured him in with the aroma of a deep fat frier and cheese burgers!
The vegetarians rule supreme! Ah! AAHHH!
They've gotten one of ours, Ah! All fat people, roll away for dear life! They can't catch all of us! Quick, retreat back to headquarters at the junkyard where Fat Albert and The Cosby Kids hang out! Roll, Brethren, ROLL!
So I posted a chapter this morning at eight, right before I went to get ready for my class (aka shower, eat breakfast, get my backpack packed, and check my e-mails). Normal, right?
Right now I'm already editing the next chapter.
No, I'm not shitting you, I just finished the fifth installment of The Long Road Home segment of A Slave's Freedom.
Don't ask me how, I just did.
Two hours = 2.1k words.
Now that's what I call production.
Those who seek the light... often dwell in the darkness...
Hey, who wants to read about the relationship between two not-quite-humans, one a magical prodigy and the other emotionally reserved?
No, not that one.
"We are here today to grieve the loss of Natural Selection, some of you knew her as Scootaloo, her nickname..."
Nightmare Night is a time of putting on masks, and that can be an immensely liberating thing.
Guess what? I'm writing a story. No, that fact is not the reason for the choosing of this title – the subject it covers, however, is.
I don't like joking about people trusting things I say.
Danish Dash has been born!
From a land to the far north comes the energetic alicorn stallion, he loves to fight, to drink, to sing, and to assemble furniture!
And of course the beautiful mares~ ;3
Beware Equestria, the king has heard of your princesses, and he will come by the sea to court you. If you do not accept, he will show his love and devotion with an fully armed battalion!
My new profile pic! ^^
Oh boy. That was my reaction while scrolling through a couple comments sections' about the recent issue about free speech and potential Nazism in the fandom. I'm gonna keep this short, as I have both little knowledge on the specific subject and politics in general. Just a general opinion post I guess.