Set my thumb on fire today.

you know how most match books have the strike pads in the back? Well I now have first hand knowledge of why. I lit a match, and aaaaallllll the other matches caught fire right underneath my thumb. Hurt like a bitch.

In other news, Im making a RAGS game for TCB. you basicalyy just get converted and its just to learn the system, but you can also punch the concierge so its silly.

pic is of my thumb which is burnt and smells terrible.

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your Friday binge drinking turns into Saturday morning hospital and almost jail time.

yeah.

I'm back now though.

wassap?

Alright, I got three brand new ideas, you can choose one of these or any of my other non compelete works to happen

*NEW IDEAS*
- Queen Chrysalis is a Skrull. We have so many X is a changeling stories, so why not changeling is a skrull? Shapeshifitin into shapeshifters yo.

-A book opens twilight. Clop. twilight x book.

-Krieg in Equestria. Rage fueled pyscho with a buzzsaw, watch below. His pecs have pecs, he has THE shiniest meat bicycle and is the conductor of the poop train.

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I am deathly ill and have been marinating myself in my own vomit.

Stomach flu be kicking my ass.

Got a new story coming right at yeah, its an old project I finished up.

Look for it on DVD Hereish

also, i have a new fic in the works to get back in the groove. "A book opens twilight"

its clop.

Imagine a world where species is a paper thin veil... One year ago last saturday, I published one of my more intriguing ideas. Despite having been in TCB a year, this was my first truly original take on TCB. It started with the question "Why can't humans turn back?" And "What would happen if a pony took a gryphon potion?" Most people would have answered "Because" and "Magic". I said, if we can make one species another, we can make any species another one. I set out and created my world

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This is probably going to be all over the place, just bear with me.

As you may or may not know, my dad and I never really got along. He never approved my "homosexual lifestyle choice" or most of the things I liked. He was hardly around, always working to put food on the table and keep a roof over our head. We did do a bit of father son time, he taught me how to fish, hike, camp, shoot, fix stuff and play baseball. All those stereotypical man things.

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