I would watch every single goddamn episode of this if it was real.
(At Least In My Head Canon)
It's been a month since I started my job. As you may have noticed, my Fimfiction activity has actually increased of late, since I can't actually do anything. I finally found out why yesterday: The company isn't licensed to create another GitHub account, so they need to clean out an old one, including any potentially useful tweaks that haven't been pushed to the master branch. The end result is that my ability to live the dream and get paid for reading fanfiction will likely be coming to
I have noticed that people are writing multiple stories at the same time. I also noticed that I'm no exception. Here's something about my stories I'm currently working on. They are in chronological order despite published or not.
Surprisingly Sweet: [Teen][Romance][Adventure] [Not published]
I love these two, and they didn't disappoint me in scene. Maybe you'll like what they and male-but-not-actually-Blitz-Rainbow Dash get up to?
I've come to this conclusion while seeing a 1973 Lawrence Welk show full of Disney songs. Here's an earlier one:
(Originally broadcast in color) (Courtesy of The Welk Group, Inc.)
First of all, I apologize for no new content. Still working on it, I swear. I got back into writing for the Trixie side story, as well as working (albeit slowly) on a chapter for "Beautiful Stories". I'm also trying to do another chapter for the Vergil/Silent Hill story, but that's going even slower. Probably because I'm
On the 5th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me... 5 NUUUUUUUUUTSHAAAAAAAAAAAAACKS!!!...
Greetings, my friends.
This is your top-of-the-line film, TV show, and episode reporter here with another review.
Today, I'm gonna give you guys my take of "The Prestige".
Well, there are eleven days left for the deadline of the contest (remember: February 2nd), and so far we have one submission and sixty-seven goddamn applications.
Jesus fuck, my judges are going to die. I ain't, however. You can't kill what's already dead, and -- well, y'all read the berry blog already. Some things, a man can't come back from. I think biologically you can't classify me as human anymore. Gagh.