One room, one week, one day at a time. A bed, a sink, and someone to come make sure I’m not dead three or four times a day. One round of blazing heat, one round of frigid cold, one prayer to the porcelain god.

One of a whole hell of a lot of things, and they all seemed like the best idea in the world yesterday.

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Last night a friend gave me moonshine. Just got out of the hospital an hour ago. It fits! Oh, and have this.

Twilight was nervous, and that annoyed her greatly. She'd gone through the process of becoming a vampony herself, why did it bother her so much that she was going to see her friends experience the same?

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I don't suppose anyone saved a copy of the old version of the story? It was lost when my external drive failed, and I'd thought I'd reconstructed my notes fairly well, but apparently not so well as I'd hoped. If I had the old story, I can definitely rebuild them, but.... well, I don't. Does anyone happen to have it saved anywhere, or know of an archive where it might be found?

Big Badass Battle Chapter.

You think you've seen a fight scene? Oh no. Those were little tussling matches. Now I get to play with armies. I've been waiting over a year for this.

And I have a surprise for yooooou.....

As it is I have to a put some buckshot in my old external hard drive, which broke so utterly and completely that trying to yank it out of the enclosure and stick it in my computer broke my computer. I had to reinstall my OS. Twice.

Perhaps I'll use explosives. Or build a railgun. I am an angry nerd with everything he needs to make one.

But yeah here, this is what I've been up to.

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I wrote this listening to this on repeat for hours.

I need a denim jacket now.

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It's written, just waiting on a fella to get back to me with his thoughts on it. Tonight. I promise. Also, you get to see Twilight from someone elses perspective for once. That's why it took so long, actually.

There was silence in the Everfree Forest. A tall unicorn, his coat the dull grey of unpolished steel with eyes to match, paced slowly before a necromancer that busied itself cowering. “You mean to tell me three husks and your brother all failed?” the grey pony asked, his voice low and silky smooth. “They could not kill one fledging, barely blooded and hardly trained, and five mortals?”

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So. Where I've been. That's a story longer than I'm willing to write and unless you'd all like to hear about the perils of packing up and moving halfway across the country for no good reason with two weeks notice only to pick up heroin, cocaine, and other assorted things that seemed like a fine idea at the time you'll never hear most of it. Suffice to say that I'm back and writing again. Should have something for you by Thursday.

Sorry y'all. I wanted to get a chapter out this weekend, but life got in the way. Incidentally, I'm a motherfucking uncle now. My sister is already preparing the inevitable rant for when I get my greasy mitts on that little kids mind...

I do, however, have a bit of a preview for you. Enjoy.

”Neatly done,” a dry voice with a Trottingham accent said from directly behind her left ear.

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RIght now, I've got one pre-reader (many thanks to Mr. CrimsonWalker for putting up with my shit) and one guy who occasionally glances at what I write, and I'd like to have a couple more.

All I ask from anyone who wants to do it is a decent grasp of grammar/spelling, a promise to never sugar coat anything, and a promise to keep the chapters out of public view until after I post them.

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“My, I haven't spoken to you in centuries. I thought you didn't approve of what I was doing?”

I don't. You're less than half as clever as you think you are, and you've already outsmarted yourself.

“Oh? And how am I doing that?”

If you interfere with my bearer's mind again, I will seal your soul in a pebble. Is that answer sufficient?

GONNA TAKE A LOT TO TAKE ME AWAY FROM YOOOOOU, THERE'S NOTHING THAT A HUNDRED MEN OR MORE COULD EVER DOOOOO
*bloodviolencedeathmurder*
I BLESS THE RAAAAAINS DOWN IN AAAAFRICA, GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO DO THE THINGS WE NEVER HAAAAAAAD OOOOoooo...

It's been one of those nights

Hey guys. I'm not dead yet! Just slightly insane

I've also got two rewritten chapters for you (about 8100 words not including the prologue), but if I put them up, I'll be taking down the rest of the story. Halloween zombie, or wait until I have more and it's a proper ressurection?

Lemme know which you'd prefer, and thanks to everyone whose actually stuck around long enough to be reading this.