Season's greetings, seasoned veterans of the DannyJ Experience. Hope you're all having a merry Christmas. As we head into 2022 for the next chapter of this progressively worsening nightmare that we all live in, I wanted to touch base with you all so that you know what to expect from me going forwards (in terms of writing, I mean; I remain an unpredictable force of nature otherwise).

So here we go.

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The following are my author's notes for the 2021 rewrite of Wanderer's Diary for Archive of Our Own. Since many of them contain in-depth analysis in a similar vein to some of my previous reviews and commentaries, I have decided to collect and post them as their own blog for those who might be interested in hearing more about my creative process or general thoughts on both Wanderer's Diary and Fallout 3 as a whole. These notes will of course contain spoilers for both.

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"Look, it's very simple," Grue said calmly, gesturing with the gun. "These guys are Empire, they're hunting my sister, and they made her trigger. If I find out they've... done anything to her... then they have to die. No two ways about it."

He shrugged. "I don't make the rules. I'm just enforcing them."

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I periodically go back to revise my older stories for awkward phrasing, grammatical errors, and plot holes. I've done this with most of my MLP fics at one point or another, but it was always much more awkward to do with my Fallout stories, particularly since Fanfic.net's interface is so terrible, and Wanderer's Diary in particular is so long and unwieldy, as well as being some of my earliest writing, with the greatest number of technical mistakes. However, while my next MLP

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Amelia Dallon, AKA Miracle, is a bright, cheery, and mentally well-adjusted superhero healer. Victoria Dallon, AKA Gloom Girl, is a writhing ball of teenage angst and self-loathing in dire need of a therapist. Their relationship is absolutely uncomplicated and not problematic in the slightest.

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"I mean, I know I run a white supremacist clan, so I don't have room to talk, but it's fucking exhausting, Theo. Don't be like these people. Do your own research. Develop interests outside of race theory. Go outside. Read a book. Eat Chinese food. Criticise the side you vote for. Learn to play an instrument. Sell meth to the cops. Marry a cute Mexican girl and give me fourteen brown grandkids. Don't be a fucking sheep."

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So here's a real throwback for y'all. Some of my oldest followers, those of you who've been with me since I was primarily known for writing zany HiE, may remember that there was once a time when I also regularly wrote Fallout fanfiction.

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He finished his cup, and was about to close the timeline when Mr. Pitter of all people spoke up.

"You already knew each other, before?" he asked, carefully glancing between them.

"Of course," Coil said casually. "The Alcott family lives on my street. We're neighbours."

"He shoved me into a dumpster and locked me in all night!" his pet said accusingly, pointing a finger at him. "It was gross and slimy and cold, and I had to sleep on old newspapers!"

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The Sole Survivor's body count enters the triple digits and continues rising, in Survivor's Testament: Week Three.

This week: Back-breaking labour, major malfunctions, and an entirely undeserved promotion.

(Fanfiction.net version.)

The Sole Survivor has not yet hit rock bottom, or at least he hopes not, in Survivor's Testament: Week Four.

This week: Deliberately caused accidents, ghoul groupies, and public humiliation as a means of discipline.

(Fanfiction.net version.)

Amy fixes Vicky and nothing goes wrong. :)

(Fanfiction.net version).
(Spacebattles version).

It's a horror fic for Halloween, but I got impatient.

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"Lisa... that..." Taylor cleared her throat. "Max isn't short for Maximum. Maximum isn't a name."

Lisa paused. "No. No, it totally is."

"It isn't."

"Well, my power says that's Kaiser's name, so clearly it is," said Lisa, folding her arms and smirking.

"Your power has been wrong before," said Brian, clasping his hands.

Lisa wavered a hand. "I'm at least eighty— no, eighty-five percent certain his name is Maximum."

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By a twist of fate, Kaiser survives his encounter with Leviathan, at the cost of a second trigger, his dignity, and some severe head trauma.

Now he's about to make that everybody else's problem.

(Fanfiction.net version).

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So after a month's work, I have now finished my rewrite of Wanderer's Diary for Archive of Our Own. I have also since updated the Google docs and Fanfic.net versions of the story as well to incorporate the changes from the rewrite, while also cleaning up

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(Fanfiction.net version.)

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(Fanfiction.net version).

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"I'm sure you had your reasons."

"Maybe I did. But they seem stupid now. When I left, I think I was expecting to die. As far as any of them are concerned, I did. Yet, here I am, still waiting for it."

"You could always go back."

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There was a small NCR presence there, people heading to and from Vegas, traders peddling their wares, a beggar who I gave some caps to, and surprisingly enough, some refugees from Primm who fled after the Powder Gangers attacked. A few of them are even preparing to make the trip back soon, since word on the radio is that somebody single-handedly cleared the gang out and restored law and order to the town.

God, this past week has been fucking weird.

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