Ruby lost her best friends and sister, Weiss is lonely again, Blake is back in the shadows, Yang's spirit and heart are broken, Pyrrha and Penny are dead, there are even more Grimm, all long-distance connection is down, and to top it all off...
...this asshole is still alive:
So, one of the minor things that Legendbringer accomplished with Fall of Starfleet, Rebirth of Friendship was to introduce me to RWBY, something that hadn't been on my radar previously.
I have another new short story up, and this one's not even a contest entry (gasp). Enjoy!
What if you knew when disaster would strike?
What the hell am I doing wrong. I want this story to be great...but unfortunately it is hated. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/369500/the-apocalypse
Can I ask an honest question? Do people hate my guts and just like to spam my stories with dislikes?
Heyo, once more!
So, in keeping in tune with what I've been doing, I've written another story!
This one goes back to my roots a bit with a Sparity themed romance, but I shake it up with some sad thrown in there. It's gotten great reviews from my proofreaders and editors, so you might like it!
Where can't you blog? Seriously? I like italics.
I haven't made a sad sack-ish post here yet, and it's something of a tradition. You wouldn't know that. Or wouldn't have; prior to my having said it only a couple of sentences ago.
When you try your best and things don't work out, that's disappointing. When you don't (italics) try your best and things, unsurprisingly, don't work out, that's a whole level above disappointing. Or below. Beyond?
I've checked blogs, groups, and I even went to the fimfiction discord to ask if any horror contests are going on and it seems there is not a single horror fic contest going on at all. It shouldn't upset me as much as it is but i'm super disappointed.
The reason behind this is that this is Union Pacific 4141 painted to honor George H W Bush and this is done out of respect for the former president of the USA though I wasn’t alive then. Plus I like the look of the locomotive
I hate these sorts of days.
The ones that are just shitty.
Nothing needs to happen, in fact, if something does happen, it is less shit.
But you just get reminded of how seriously fucked some people are.
And then you just feel sad. Depressed even, as you look at those you care most about and wallow in knowing that there isn't anything you can do to help.
It is possible that by the end of this week I will no longer have a job (or at least have a better idea if I will be keeping it or not). Despite my hard efforts, according to my supervisor I am not meeting the minimum standard quota with my work and that I have this next week to turn it around.
The problem is, that I've actually been doing my best and striving to improve, yet despite that my work hasn't been improving.
It’s out!
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/422209/carnivore
Also, SOMEBODY was practically sitting on that dislike button, if I do say so, myself, considering this story was approved less than twenty minutes ago, as of this writing. <.<
Let’s see what kind of reaction I get, over the next little while, shall we?
So, if you have been following me, you'll know we had some plumbing issues at the house, and while I wish I had better news, this is the news I got. It's kind of mostly suck, but with slight good news, and an eventual place where things will be good for a long time.
Our pipe broke in the basement, and while they thought they could fix that altogether, it turnt out to be worse then they thought.
So yesterday day, a few hours after I gave my post-birthday update (which has some stuff you should totally go read) I received word that Grandmipony had passed away on the 10th.
This is a sad post, so if you don't want to deal with that sort of thing I encourage you to skip it.
As the title says I bring you good news and bad news.
First up the bad news. My desk top died. The writing program and my custom dictionary all gone and I cant get them back. This means a significant though temporary detriment to my writing.
Good news: I had just saved all my notes and such on both The Alter Accords and My Little Tactics which means I can continue writing.
Hey.
Today's a sad day for me, and for all Jewish people around the world. I thought I could honor the memories of those we lost by sharing some stories of courage and bravery.
I have a tendency to depart when I've overstayed my welcome. I do this in all sorts of places: real life, webcomic forums, social media connections, etc. This is partly because I feel like I'm either unwelcome, or might be welcome when I shouldn't be.
Kids reading From Savage to Civil, if there are any- Awwww poor Timber looks sad. I don't like it when he's sad.
Teen/Adults reading From Savage to Civil- A colt only about ten years old is beginning to realize that everything he thought was for his entire short life was a lie.
Dang. 
Can anybody talk to me? I hit the wall Friday night... I don't care if I'm under age, my boyfriend is lost in the cold because he can't grow up nor think reasonably and I need to drown myself in alcohol.... I'll drink a nasty bottle of beer!! I DON'T CARE!!! Just please, can someone make this fear and depression go the hell away!? I'm serious!! ... Help... 
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