Behold!
...Must...resist...
Seriously how freaking adorable is that?
Behold!
...Must...resist...
Seriously how freaking adorable is that?
So, I had another birthday, as some of you might still remember. It was a pretty fun day, and the days that followed it were even better. Friends were really nice and I had a great time.
Then somebody had a bright idea.
Wait, let me try say that properly again.
Then somebody had a "bright" idea.
About a week ago, I noticed that the original StarBurst group was deleted, or as deleted as something on Fimfic can be. Now the link to the group is just there, hovering annoyingly, can't interact with the group, can't get out or in. This is what it must feel like to be stuck in limbo.
I don't normally announce Group Precipitation updates, but given the content of this week's batch, I feel everyone deserves some advance warning. See, these are going to be very Homestuck intensive. Specifically the epilogue and Homestuck^2, neither of which I've been following. Expect more reader-response gaps than usual.
Hello again boys and girls,
My heart is beating quickly
I know not for who
Could be for him
Or her
Or even you
My heart beats faster
As they get closer
And I get closer
To them
But it is all too soon over
My heart is beating slowly now
And I know exactly why
I let the one slip
Though my fingers
And now must cry
My heart beats slower and slower
As they get further and further away
I smile and laugh
For their sake
And stop to weep at the end of the day
Half a decade now. Five years ago, I made an account here on Fimfiction to indulge in reading horsewords and trying a feeble attempt at writing them.
Now it's become quite the opposite. Here to write and feebly attempt to read.
My, how things have changed. Below the break, find one of the two times of the year where I freely talk about what I accomplish when I'm not being lazy. I've learned and discovered so mush in these years, it's hard to imagine sometimes.
Sassy Chapter Excerpt
A dull throb in her chest broke Sassy’s concentration. She shifted in the chair, leaned forward, then slowly rotated her left shoulder a few times. The motion was impeded by her tight armor and an almost sticky feeling in the joint, not to mention a burning line of discomfort that worked its way down the left side of her spine.
Moosetasm