Agh! My Petard! · 12:18pm Apr 23rd, 2018
SO.
I admit it. Part of my reasoning behind The Springtime Sequel-Slash-Sandbox Switcheroo was to get somebody to write fanfiction of my fanfiction, because I am terribly, terribly vain.
And it worked!
SO.
I admit it. Part of my reasoning behind The Springtime Sequel-Slash-Sandbox Switcheroo was to get somebody to write fanfiction of my fanfiction, because I am terribly, terribly vain.
And it worked!
We'll kick things off with some more character/lore building chapters to segway into the end of Part 2 on the Pony-Me side of things, while My Own Reality will begin work on new chapters at the same time as continuing editing.
Alrighty, since this may or may not end up revealing some major plot points for once the reboot is launched, I'm gonna put all of this behind a page break. Click "read more" to read more. :P
It’s been a while to anyone still watching. I’ve moved on from most of the Fandom, settling on original work with some fanfics, but I’m not getting rid of the ones I still on here. I’ve rewritten and organized Immortal Wirewolf and Vengeful Guardians, and both newer versions are on DeviantART and Archive of Our Own due to the cut down of MLP relation.
Two ridiculously attractive lesbians meet and get flirty. One is boisterous and forthright, the other is cunning and lets nothing show. Both are leaders in their respective fields who always get what they want. Their lives are such that long-term compatibility is all but impossible, but they're both so strong-willed that they might just be able to make it work.
This might sound familiar.
Anyway:
Bad Horse's latest article brought up a lot of good points about common unintended themes in genre fiction, and when he got to Horror, the blood drained from my face. Here's what he said:
JCP has created a new fan group.
Member Support of Cookie Crumbles was created to celebrate the comeback of the rising entertainer after a tumultuous absence of five months.
We suggest you join it today.
A pill, capable of permanently raising your IQ by 20%, comes into your possession. You only have a few minutes to eat it. After that, it will evaporate.
You are absolutely sure that there are no side effects and that the pill will do exactly what it's supposed to do if you swallow it—It would increase your IQ for life.
Choose:
- Throw the pill away. —> proceed to 1.
- Eat the pill. —> proceed to 2.
HERE IT IS, EVERYONE!
If you've ever wanted to try and woo Rainbow Dash, now is your chance: with the Choose-Your-Own-Adventure romance story I just posted, you can! Go on and check out Date-Your-Own-Dashie, and the other two stories in the CYOA romance series!
I admit, lately all of my blog posts have been about Youtube's monumental cock-ups, and keeping you up to date as best as I can. I will still try and do that by the way. Today... or tonight depending on where you live is a little bit different. See, not too long ago, I finally got an Archive of My Own account. The site functionality needs work, but I suppose that's a story for another time given to be fair, FIMfic is a bit ahead
That’s right; another entry into my not-a-contest thingy!
Presenting: Scootaloo, Formula One Driver by none other than Sock Puppet.
I did something weird last year -- I wrote more stories than I published.
The extra three just kind of sat in my Google Drive. Good stories, all of them. Written as part of the Writeoff competition, and taking two gold medals and a bronze between them. But then the contests ended and instead of doing the usual with them – publishing them on FimFiction – they just went back in my files.
I'm at work, bored as fuck right? A co-worker of mine suggests a dnd one-off to pass the time. Dude always brings his dice and paper 'cause he's a fuckin' nerd—so am I, but that's beside the point—and I figured, fuck it, place doesn't pick up until like 8 (it was 5 at the time) anyway, so why not. Right?
BASK IN MY LATEST MASTERPEICE.
So, if you've been checking out the feature box today, you may have noticed this little gem:
The City that Breathes
Buried beneath the Dragon Lands, there is a city. It rots, and it bleeds.
And it breathes.
A few days ago, I had a pleasant dream of a society with only people similar to me. Gone were the other races and colors, only my own kind were to be seen walking the streets. It seemed like a nice place to be, which I commented on in the dram itself.
Haha, now where have I heard this before... oh wait, that's it, I said that I was crossing over MLP with my original fiction in my first-ever story!
“Fly Hard is not your favorite Hearth’s Warming story.”
Rainbow Dash blinked. “Uh, yeah it is.”
As impurturbably as before, Twilight repeated herself. “Fly Hard is not your favorite Hearth’s Warming story.”
“Uh, yeah it is. That’s why I said ‘Fly Hard’ when you asked me what my favorite Hearth’s Warming story was.”