Maybe it's those horse people we were talkin' abooooout, or their cousiiiiins, or somethiiiinnng.

...And they wrote some hymmmns and mantraaaaas and stuuuuff.

You could make a religion out of this.

The newest chapter of A Rather Large Adventure has been released. And with a chapter name like Fire From the Sky, you already know something awesome is going down.

When you find the time, could you let me know what you think? (I use the word you in a general term) I honestly love you all.

I don't want anyone to come near me. People are scum. Hmph.

...WELL?! WHY ISN'T ANYBODY COMFORTING ME?! JUST GIVE ME SOME ATTENTION! *sob*

I NEED ATTENTIOOOOON!

(This is the part where you do something about it. If you don't want to that's fine, I guess. I'm mostly joking here.)

First off, there's a new story here. Check it out if you want.

Second, and more importantly, who wants cake?

That's just where he lives.

The premise is this: late one evening, Sunburst receives a visit at his college dorm from an old friend, with astounding news: humans aren't alone in the universe.

There is another world out there. And its name is Equestria.

When should I release it? I'm thinking... tomorrow.

Because I have become an agent of the dark god Mehrunes Dagon. I am the harbringer of the end of days. You will surrender to my evil power, or I will turn your skin into binary code.

Will this chapter have a happy ending? Or will the girls have to face one more challenge to retrieve Noble Blade?

Sitting at a whopping ten and a half thousand words, this chapter is one for endings. Twists and turns are my master plan. Every new paragraph might bring new tidings of either joy or despair.

It's going to be great when I release it tomorrow.

Flash Sentry didn't expect to die that day.

All he did was open the microwave, a colossal explosion blew him across the room, and he was dead before he hit the ground. His kitchen was in shambles, and his head was dizzy beyond belief.

And all of a sudden, Flash rose as a spirit to stand over his mortal body.

He patted himself down. "Oh, my gosh," he whispered. "Am… am I dead?" He gazed upon his dead body. "And do I really look that bad in those pants?"

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