So.... · 6:03pm Jul 4th, 2015
who's ready for DJ?
"Tomorrow,
Will it really come?
And if it does come,
Will I still be human?"
- Morrissey
(thanks to Supersheep64 for the image!)
Hey, very short fuse, but with one of my other artists down, I need a bit of pony art done fast and I don't have the time to do it. If you want to do some quick fan art that will be seen by the community (and needs to be to me no later than Friday morning), PM me.
Again, sorry for the short fuse, but it's slightly urgent. Thanks!
Eyes bleary, DJ smacked the iCoffee and waited semi-patiently for the thirty seconds for the heating element in the machine to warm up the water so she could slap the coffee pod in and get her big mug of brown joy. I really need to get her the newest model, but she’s always like “Oh, that’s sweet of you, DJ, but really, I’m fine with what I have!” The humanized pony sighed. No, dear aunt of mine, what you mean to say is, “Oh, that’s sweet of you, DJ, but really, I’m fine with
Etherman7 gave me a little something.
I feel special. Really. All warm and gooey inside. Kinda like a smores bar. thanks, Ether!
All-American Girl Chapter Twenty-Two is now with the editors. Gunning for a Thanksgiving Day release.
For those of you who are wondering if that's intentional? Maybe.
I honestly don't know what to say. Even with AAG on a minor hiatus right now (latest chapter goes to editing this weekend!), this still means a lot to me. And thanks to Black Jesuz for carrying it over.
Footsteps crunched on the ground as the pair entered the Everfree. Star Swirl entered first, wearing protective gear that seemed oddly reminiscent of old-fashioned barding. Behind her, Rumble walked in, gun held at the ready. Because he wasn’t on duty, he couldn’t use his field gear and had to convince Star to gen up some acceptable replacements; at the moment, he was decked in “hunting attire” reminiscent of the US Marine Corps’ MARPAT uniform and was armed with a Ruger SR-556P with the
I never thought this would happen, but I have you all to thank.
As of right now, All-American Girl is approaching 1000 faves, and I'm speechless. I really am.
That being said, I've got something special in mind. More later.
Got onto Fimfic this morning, saw this in the popular box, and laughed my ass off.
Haven't read the story, don't know how it is, but...well, you guys know.
The look on Sarah’s face was crestfallen. “And we can’t tell anyone else, Mom?”
Faust looked at her youngest daughter, sympathizing. “No, sweetie, you can’t. I didn’t even want to tell you or Jon until you were both old enough.” The catch on her words indicated she was angry; while Sarah knew she wasn’t the source of that ire, it still wasn’t anything fun.
In the meanwhile, have this.
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(Is it a clue? You decide. )
...you're writing one story and the other one keeps popping up.
(Seriously, you have no idea how many times I kept wanting to write "DJ" and wrote "Sunset." Sheesh! )
"Watermelons."
This was brought up to a small degree in the AAG forums (and if you haven't joined yet, why not?) but we're getting to the end of Book I (of III planned) of the All-American Girl saga. That means that most definitely, Book I (All-American Girl), as well as Polarity, will end in the next couple of months and the overall story will be continued in Book II (of only a few know the title so far because....it's
Faust suddenly woke up. Something had changed overnight, though she didn’t know what. Did the Rules suddenly change once more? Was she free?
She got up from the bed, only to feel a hand on her wrist as she did. “Leaving so soon?” Greg asked her, looking at her intently.
“Whut’s wrong, sugarcube?” Butter asked her husband as he sat down on the couch, frownlines practically embedding themselves on his face. Both foals were asleep, and it was a rare chance for both Butter and Elusive to spend some time together since the mare’s foaling. Before he could say anything, she moved behind him and started giving him a backrub, her forehooves running across his slumped withers.