Do you like pain?
Are you depressed?
Do you like the idea of being tested by god like Job was with no end in sight?

Then this story is for you. This story is for *redacted joke prolly breaks tos*.

Like the character is a slave who gets emotionally, psychologically, and physically abused and neglected.

Every chapter.

Like, if you are a depressed communist who *redacted* sure, this will appeal to you. You can relate it to the horrors of uh colonialism haha.

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It's out! Finally am publishing. All the chapters are complete, and current plan is to drop one a day until the entire book is released.

The entire story will be covered in three volumes, each volume covering two acts. This first one includes the prologue, Act 1 - Worlds of Magic, and Act 2 - Academy City.

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This fic is about vengeance, a lad who joined late into the last year of school has been driven into a blind sense of rage, his motive find and eliminate the source of his ever-growing flame his fuel to keep moving forward. But this boy, he was not just any ordinary human boy.

Follow Joel into the night of Canterlot where the monsters come to play, and the weak get preyed on.

Welcome to The Slash Of Truth where Friendship is condemned.

This attitude really pisses me off. And is the rest of all the shitty plastic fidget spinners flooding Youtube... ...Take for instance, the Vorso Flat Top. The is a >$100 hand finished luxury executive fidget spinner, aimed at CEOs and presidents. This isn't some stupid fad for kids on Youtube to mess about with while playing Minecraft. There are plenty of bespoke spinners that go for >$300 or even approaching the thousands. Would you call someone "autistic" for wearing a Patek Philippe watch?

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So maybe I should slow down but that would me less writing which just isn't going to happen. I hope you like them though. Don't worry I won't be killing anypony anytime soon. Well save for the villagers and what not.

IN WHICH I BACKSLID BUT ATTEMPT TO RECOVER
Art is a reflection of life. Sometimes real life imitates art. This happens to me more than I like. So, here's Perfume.

I have yet to see all the MVs they've made over the last decade, to say nothing of their amazing live shows. So you'll be getting more of these lovely ladies from me, like it or not. Anyway, confession time...

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I spent some time considering what I can do to get some work out there, so I came up with this short story I've had for quite some time. It was a story based on the series I started but never finished called Afterworld.

I published it last night as an e-book for Kindle and many other devices. It's short, it's crappy and I know it, but what can you do? I've made some edits to the old version, which made me cringe, and this is what the result looks like.

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Special thanks to ROBCakeran53 for pre-reading and telling me what I already knew but still needed to hear. He wrote An Even Worse Self-Insert, you know.

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Checking this site for story updates and seeing, out of the blue, previously non-extremist authors calling for political violence on their blogs. Oh wait, that's the opposite of fun. Apparently violent rhetoric is okay if it's lightly veiled in metaphor. I have half a mind to write a metaphorical tale insinuating violence against the people who are doing this to test if it works both ways... but that would require the dishonesty of pretending I promote violence. It so happens that morality is

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This fic is about vengeance, a lad who joined late into the last year of school has been driven into a blind sense of rage, his motive find and eliminate the source of his ever-growing flame his fuel to keep moving forward. But this boy, he was not just any ordinary human boy.

Follow Joel into the night of Canterlot where the monsters come to play, and the weak get preyed on.

Welcome to The Slash Of Truth where Friendship is condemned.

Exactly what it says on the tin. Check it out, think about writing, judging, or offering up something for a prize!

If you read the news, you read stories about oaf-rocked adults (ruined by being mollycoddled as children). I shall give the example of Evergreen State:

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Today’s post is going to be more about editing. Sort of. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

So first, welcome back readers! I hope you all had a good weekend! Especially with Episode 12 of Fireteam Freelance having dropped on Saturday. Was that a ride or what?

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So, I'm still doing GrubHub delivery, which remains as exhausting and soul-crushing as usual (if not moreso sometimes, given the way their tech will now take jobs away while I'm stuck in traffic with no options!) It also does quite the number on writing time, though I think I'm getting the gears grinding a little more on that all now!

But I'm looking for other options. And I see that one of the things happening now is paid GMing. I'm hesitant to call it 'pro' at this point, but paid.

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Now that I've got your attention.
Lost Reflections has had a chapter update.
I hope you enjoy it and thanks if you've already read it and done so.
Any constructive criticism is appreciated. Thank you.

And in case anyone would like clarification...No, it is not in fact raining potted shrimp in Surrey or anywhere else...to my knowledge anyway.

"I'm just gonna come in do my announcements and bounce..."

New York Mayor Eric Adams confirmed in a later press statement that he now does, in fact, identify as a basketball.

So... yeah. That was a monster towards the end, although it is mostly fun. Why did I post it? Ponies lit a creative spark in me, I guess. Sometimes that makes me write about nice stuff, and sometimes not so much. There was a reason for it all, but this fic became extremely intense.

If I get comments on the fic, I will post them here and reference the comment.

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I made an OC.

Oh no, I made more than one.

Oh no.