...and didn't call her the next day.
I was going over my notes and previous chapters of AGOK to make sure I didn't miss anything. Whelp, it turns out I made a little error in the latest chapter: Porthos (and the Unexpected Lesson in Friendship). I have made a small change to fix it. In case you've already read the chapter, you can get a short explanation below.
Spoilers below. (duh)
After some recent inspiration a new story shall be uploaded some time tonight, expect greatness friends.
Hey fimfiction.
You all have been my readers, you've followed my stories, you've been with me on my journeys, and you've helped me through a lot of rough spots. Most of the time, I use my blogs as an attempt to vent my problems, or get help for others who need it, but this time... I'm asking for help for me. And that's... A first, really.
Me: Is this pizza sauce sour because dad forgot to put sugar in it or did it expire?
I threw the Bible away for good since no one wants it. At this point, I don't care anymore if I get cancelled by fundies, extremists, and narrow-minded conservative Filipino "Christians" who have no idea what I'm going through. I've gotten rid of something that is a symbol of trauma and I never want to see it ever again.
To be polite about it, I wish I never wrote this story. It's a smouldering pile of twenty pounds of cack in a five pound sack that's been covered in pitch then lit on fire again. The whole idea of it, wherever it came from, should have stayed in whatever hellion dimension it resided in. The ones who read this and the only one who commented on it are right to hate it, too.
That moment when you realize you've spent two hours getting into the head of a character through a shitload of chemicals and classical music.
It. Is. Glorious.
I got a stupid idiotic ooc fluttercord Crackfic idea. It's so utterly stupid that it could make a person weep.
I WANT TO WRITE IT.
WHYYYY
I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD WANNA WRITE A CRACKFIC AND YET HERE I AM.
Forgive me if I do...
And I probably will.
I do apologize for subjecting people to this, and I'm not going to tell you whose fic it's from because that's not how I roll, but...I cannot let this monstrosity lie.
Your head is greeted by a new and better sensation as it penetrates Sunset's womb
That's...not a good thing. Sunset is going to need a medic. And I said so and figured that was the end of it. But then I got a response.
It's Pi Day, everyone! 
I love Pi! Not really, but I don't have geometry, so yay! 
Heck, I almost did, but thanks to my crappy middle school, I got stuck in Algebra 1. Oh well, I'm a freshman, so it's not like it's not a freshman class... Because it is. 
Heh. Anyways, Pi day 2016! 
You might not know that the first ever condom was made from animal intestines, over 400 years ago.
I got up one flight of stairs, and stopped dead when I saw the ponies coming down from above. I didn’t see his face, but I saw enough of the shiny purple barding to know it was the Captain of the Guard. I ducked into the hallway, blind, saw two guards at the far end talking to each other, slipped through an open door and shut it behind me.
I don't know why, but stories based on RoboFoME cards are far too amusing to write, even when I have no idea what I'm doing. I don't plan to continue with the 1 story/day rate, but I didn't plan to work at that rate for any period of time in the first place, so I expect many more than planned anyhow.
After watching Friends... I realized something: There's never been a club I've known dedicated to hating Rachel. I know it can't exist here, since the rules prohibit such groups, but maybe... could anyone who's interested start one on Facebook? I'll be there with both my real name and my alt account, Phoenix of
I... I'm sorry, but I... I just need a minute. Now, I'm not a resident of Las Vegas or Orlando or wherever, but as an American, I'm truly just sickened by our country's response to these attacks. No, that's not accurate. Our country's leadership and their response to these attacks.
One year ago, I submitted I Burn's first couple chapters. I started with a backlog of chapters, which helped a bit in those first few weeks or months or so. Reception was quite good, partially for the uniqueness of the Displaced character not cosplaying as the character they turned into or being the target of the Merchant. I think I also got extra points for some degrees of reality out of Yang (Yes, I still know her original name. Duh) and her reactions to her new body and new world. I've got a
Warning, from yesterday's episode.
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