.... . ... . . ... -.-- --- ..- · 1:01pm Jul 12th, 2018
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
You take one, I take one
You can't hide you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
You take one, I take one
You can't hide you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
I post the MLP: FML series on both this site and fanfiction.net. I just got this review about an hour ago and, to be honest, I have no idea what the hell it's even talking about. I'm not even mad, just very...very confused.
So here it is...in all it's unedited glory. Please enjoy, because I know I did:
Alright. Some constructive criticism:
What the hell was this?
I mean, actually. What the hell was this? I mean, damn!
I've kind've been dead for a bit, haven't I? I usually find something to blog about at least once a month, but I didn't say peep basically all of July. Well, at least that means you guys get a bunch of news and stuff in this blog!
So, at Bronycon I finally met the guy who basically convinced me to turn The Iron Horse into a legit complex story and briefly edited it (and also did a panel with me, but I'll find that video later). We hung out, drank beer, and he sang this song from "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog."
Well, my 14 years of working for a lab are almost over... and, naturally, we get the announcement that the hospital is shutting down our little lab right as I'm close to making a breakthrough in craniofacial developmental genetics. I believe I've found the genetic pathway AND the master-control cells responsible for the formation of a large portion of the sinuses, upper palate, and nasopharynx. When a certain pair of genes is mutated, the result is a failure of recanalization of the
"I still can't believe you put me in a dress."
"Oh come on, you looked adorable!"
"Hmph..."
"Now there's only one thing left to decide..."
"Oh, what now-"
Hey, guys!
So I haven't been very active in blog posts 'n stuff lately. Been a lot of real life stuff keeping me busy, namely actually spending time with my friends (cause, you know, that's what this show is all about promoting and stuff) and a girlfriend and stuff. And stuff. Lots and lots of stuff.
But you guys don't care about that, nor will I bore you with it. You're here for horse words. And wouldn't you know, I have some for you.
Soon:
I will most likely not be writing them, but that doesn't mean you can't. Snow (may he rest in peppers) set a really good tone for Celestia in this story, and I know I will 100% fuck that up. The Celestia I originally planned to write was much different from his, but I'm glad things turned out how they did because I like his Celestia way more.
tbh i really feel like they were trying to make up for all the criticism of part 1 lmao
SPOILERS AHEAD. Just a bullet-point list, but still.
Hollllllllly shit it’s between a 15 to 20 minute walk from the Norms I was eating at for the last 5 hours to my music studio where I live. I intended to start a new MLP fanfiction using voice recording during that time. Instead, I had the epiphany that the latest episode that came out a few days ago perfectly encapsulates how one’s normally quirky but benign idiosyncrasies—in Twilight’s case her love of trivia games, in my case my love of attention and shitposting—can when coupled with poor
To Serve In Hell comes back again tomorrow for its final run.
Five days.
Five chapters.
This is it, people. The veil is about to be thrown off. And I am terrified as hell by what lies underneath.
However dark it gets, know that it could so easily get darker.
Not everypony is making it out alive, but I will not do anything cheap to these wonderful and awful ponies who I've had the privilege of writing this long.
I have a boyfriend
Like
I asked him out at 1:30am this morning
So yeah.
How was your guys's Christmas?
(Today I'm doing a little review, a very little, because I'm lazy and I gotta write a story right after this. Next episode the review will have its normal size)
So I've been working on writing for a few people at my side job and haven't had much of a chance to write the super steamy lemon squeezy scene for BIE. I'm hoping to finish it here in a few days but have been sidetracked with my Collaboration with Boss Level and another writer. We're currently waiting to finish the first three chapters of our new story The Problem with Wizards and we are super excited to bring it out for people to read.
"Okay, let's open up an unposted chapter of Home is for the Weak and see if I can finish it!"
What's the last thing I wrote?
"Here we go again." Nopony theoretically sighed.
...Theoretically sighed? Why did he may or may not have sighed? I mean of course he- well, he will when the chapter is posted, if the chapter- oh.