Stop Thinking For A Minute

by ThatBlueScreenGuy

Oh, Yeah. I'm Back. (Non-Canon)

It was a particularly stormy night in the Ponyville cemetery. The cloudy overcast covered the moon lit land in dark shadows, as rain slammed into the ground, creating puddles where ever the ground would allow.

The cemetery itself was always a depressing place, but recent events and the weather had added to the oppressive atmosphere. It being a place that housed ones forgotten dead, grave stones dotted the landscape in a systematic grid, each stone an equal distance from each other. Stone statues and headstones gleamed in the rain, and some of the inlaid metal letters and plaques glowed in combination of the rain and moonlight.

Paths stretched themselves throughout the grave yard, offering ways for any mourners. If one were to follow a particular path, they would find a relatively newly filled plot with a fresh headstone, unaltered by time. Freshly dug earth had yet to be recovered by grass, despite the ambient magic in the area. If one were to walk past this plot of land, they would know instantly that a new, poor soul was claimed by the cold grip of death.

The lack of grass, however, was not the interesting part about this particular plot of land. What was interesting was the simple headstone that jutted out from the ground.

The headstone was made from a dark black stone that seemed to absorb and light that touched it. As a stark opposite, the letters were made from a bright white, polished platinum, one that seemed to reflect any light that graced it. The two seemed to work in a perfect contrastic order. One absorbed the light, the other made it shine. It was a perfect example of opposites working together to make a balance. The stone drawing the light in, the letters making it shine even brighter. The letters read:

Here lies Connor Jason Hents. "Do not be afraid, for I shall be with you soon." He died as he lived, With a smile on his face.

Laid atop the dark stone, a pair of gold rimmed aviator sunglasses sat forlornly, waiting for their owner to take them up again.

To anyone who read the beautiful white letter, a strong sense of sadness would over come them. Anyone who knew anything about the now-buried man would tell you that he was a being of life and energy. He could make anyone in a room amused, if not outright smile. He had many friends, all of whom would mourn the loss of him. Connor was gone now, and the world was a darker and dimmer place for it.

In front of the headstone, there was a sudden shifting of earth, and a hand shot out of the ground. The hand felt around the immediate area in its reach, and found a weak spot in the dirt. It started to tear away at the ground, making the hole it just made even larger, until a second hand shot out of the dirt. Both hands were scrambling around, throwing dirt every which way, all in an effort to get out.

The hole finally became large enough, and a head popped out. The man's face was set in effort, as he planted both hands on the ground, grunted with effort, and pulled his torso out of the dirt. He then began to shuffle around, pulling his legs free.

The man was panting, leaning against the headstone, his ankles dangling in the hole he created. He pushed his short, white hair away from his forehead, and muttered, "Well, that was fun..." he climbed his way to his feet and brushed himself off, inspecting his clothes as he went.

"Huh," he whispered, still panting. "So that's what happens when I wear a suit..."

He looked off in the direction of Ponyville, took a step, and then stopped. He quickly slapped his head, muttered, "Duh," to himself, and turned around toward the headstone, reaching his hand out.

Where he grasped his sunglasses, and put them on.

He took a deep breath, exhaled, and said, "Oh, yeah. I'm back."

Author's Note:

Oh, yeah, Connor. We're back.

So, as some of you may have noticed, I took a bit of an unplanned hiatus. There isn't a very good reason for it, only that other stuff distracted me, such as school, some relationship issues, and a school show that I partook in. Generally, I was simply distracted with life. And that tends to happen to people.

Why I was gone isn't nearly as important as the fact that I'm back now, and I've had plenty of time to go over the story that I have here, and find a few things that I wish to change. Nothing about what I've already written will change (though, it wouldn't hurt if I were to go back and make some grammar corrections), but rather how I dealt with you people, my readers and victims.

As the chapters progressed, I found that I was becoming more and more reliant on what you people wanted me to write, and that I was asking you guys for direction. If you were to go to the last chapter, in the Author's Notes, I think you'll see what I mean.

When I initially started to ask you guys for your story ideas and changes, it was always minor things, like naming things or which pony would make a cameo appearance. As time progressed, however, that want of you reader to be involved slowly changed into a need for you guys to show me where you want the story to go. It stopped being about what I wanted to write, and turned into what you wanted to see. And that's a problem. I'm writing this story for me, to see if I can, not to please everyone that reads it. I have to take control, otherwise it isn't my story, and they aren't my characters.

So, that's what is going to change. There will still be things for you people to vote on, and I still want to see any suggestions for story ideas that you guys have, but every chapter will be about what I wanted to write, not what you guys voted on to see me write. This will once again be my story, and all the misadventures that I wanted to see happen.

So, that's what is going to change, as I said. Chapter updates will come when they come, but I plan to make that as frequently as possible. I won't try to give myself deadlines, because we've all seen how well I handle those. I'll simply write the chapters when inspiration hits me, and who knows when that will be.

But, I'm back, and I plan to make the most out of this experience.

Any comments, criticisms, questions, and story ideas are welcome. And I'm glad to finally be able to say again, As Always...

Thanks For Reading!
~ThatBlueScreenGuy

Comments

[TheFlame]

Welcome back to the land of the living. Seems like death will have to wait a bit longer to claim this story.

[The Serpent Mage]

THE LEGEND NEVER DIES!

It fits, and you know it does.

[ThatBlueScreenGuy]

4372762 I'm simply shocked that you think this to be anywhere close to a legend.

I both honored at the prospect, and utterly terrified that I might not live up to it...

Well, once more into the breach.

[The Serpent Mage]

4372811 WELL, I wouldn't say legend, but it certainly is good. I just put that up because Back In Black is overused.

[ThatBlueScreenGuy]

4372825 Hey, at least you went for diversity.

And I figured you didn't literally mean legend. It's just the prospect of trying to live up to other's hopes that causes me to hesitate.

Still though, I can't help but agree. The song did kinda fit...

[Randominos]

It's alive!!! But how?

PS: I had to get a new account after forgetting the password for the account, and the account's email address...
(I used to be Randomanous)
So I was wondering if you could re-award me another Medal of BSoD?

[ThatBlueScreenGuy]

4373472 Oh, sure. Why not?

And, how does it live on? Mostly through necromancy. That, and sheer stubborn will

[Serefin]

Oh, FUCK YOU BLUE!

That opening hit WAY too close to home for me!

Anyway, happy to see this story return, but seriously, screw you for that opening.

[ThatBlueScreenGuy]

4377360 Um... Oops?

[Allstar13521]

ones

- one's

absorb and light that

- absorb all light that

Hmm... Over 11 weeks since this was updated, methinks that your celebration was premature. Oh well, have a favourite!

[zeldawolffang]

keep up the great work ^_^

[Derpy200]

i don't wanna sound demanding but I WANT MORE!!!

[Fireeaters]

Well this seems to have died. RIP in pieces story that I don't quite remember. I knew thee well.

[VegaSakusa]

4377502
If you ever do get back to finish this one I have the perfect Waifu for your OC
EQ's own Mary Sue:
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[kitsunedagger432]

Why no new chapter ???
There has been nothing in 4 years

[MagicalPony2099]

9282406
Over 8 years now. Plus I think the author is gone from this Earth or just quit the fandom altogether. Its been almost 7 years since Blue was online here.

[shaunwinsor]

Talk about irony the last chapter is oh yeah I back.