I really want to write this story that's been stuck in my mind for a year now. I am going to do it; I just wish it was perfect. This will be the first time I ever wrote a story like this. Usually i enjoy writing poems, but this story haunts my daydreaming and distracts me from so much. Its going to be a good story, I just want to write it as well as it deserves. Bleh....
When I was around 8 years old (pretty sure that was my age back then), I was playing Baseball at our local club. It was a really awkward situation. I was too young to play with the teenagers, but too old to play with the kiddies. (That's what my mom said once.)
But what I distinctly remember is that the universe absolutely wanted to stop me from playing. Now and then I would get sun allergy during training (basically just a very bad itch all over my body).
"You know boss...you know pretty much everything about all of us, but we never got your story. Heck, we barely even know you." Vinyl sighed. Spike looked up from his map, hesitating before leaning back in his chair.
"You really wanna know about me Vinyl? Why a Dragon-kin is in Celamont of all places?" he asked softly.
"To be honest, yea, I do."
Pulling a fucking boss is counterproductive. Why would I wanna be dealing with missing a positional, especially if I'm tryna get this done as quick as possible?
The mentality is just oh I pull all this crap, force healer to stop dpsing to save me.. this is faster.
No, you pleb, its not. If he wanted super godly run, get a tank to 60.. do it himself.
...Yeah, I've got nothing.
Previously, on One Extraordinary Time:
Hospital visits! Drama! Excitement!
And now:
It's the last chapter, folks! Are you excited? Because I'm very excited.
Previously, on One Extraordinary Time:
Someone finally caught on to Freddy's misbegotten millions.
And now:
Hey, so you remember what I said in the preamble to the last chapter about it maybe being safe to come back?
Yeah, forget that. If you dropped off at chapter 7, you made the right decision.
Yaaaaaay.
So for those of you who are unaware, Patreon had some technical issues yesterday. It's been resolved, mostly, but the system seems to have declined a couple of user payments--I've seen the affected users messages, and this has happened before, so I expect it'll get fixed soon enough.
That said, one of the users it's declined is the one that pays the most. So, that's a good two-fifths of this month's payment I don't have.
So I slept in this morning, waking up at 10:54 AM and checked Facebook, one of my best internet friends messaged me to talk. He always gives me uplifting feelings, so I was eager to let him talk to me. Why in the world does life do this to people?
Just letting you all know that work continues on Hell of a Time. Indeed, the next chapter's been sent off to the prereader. To whet your appetite, have some out-of-context dialogue:
I started a new story today on November 2nd, 2023 at roughly 6:30 AM but for some reason, no matter how many times I edit it, the story says it was made on January 1st, 1970 at 1 AM. At first, I thought maybe somehow I accidentally changed the time on my PC- I did not. Either way, I modified the desc and saved the changes, but alas, same time, same date.
Does anyone know why this is or how to fix it?
My name is Anxiety, and there is always something wrong.
my name is Serenity, and you just need to breathe and remember.
My name is Self-Blame, and everything is my fault.
my name is Understanding, and you know better than that.
My name is Self-Doubt, and I dont think I can do this.
my name is Confidence, and success is possible, more so if you keep trying.
My name is Self-Hatred, and you are beautiful but I'm a monster.
Quick morning blog for me as the time I've started writing this, I have 15 minutes before I gotta get on the road to work, and it's probably icy out today.
My friend got hit in the face with a ball today...
I died laughing on the concrete.
-----> This person deserves an Oscar.
Hello folks. Welcome to the blog entry discussing the 21st chapter of Chrysalis: Saviour of Time, aka: Revenge. More discussion after the page break.
A thestral, a siren, a zebra, a dragon, a changeling, a kirin, three unicorns, three pegasi, three earth ponies, and three alicorns all walk into a bar.
They then get kicked out because that's way too many characters with "primary/secondary protagonist" billing for one story.
But despite admitting she could stand to thin the numbers just a little, the author is also incredibly stubborn and sentimental and isn't inclined to let go of most of this cast.
This could be a problem.
Seeing as how Valentine's Day is around the corner, I feel this blog is appropriate.
So, one of my followers, thegamerator10, mentioned something to me the other day, and it seemed to echo a thought that permeates throughout, not just this fandom, but a lot of fandoms I've seen.
That thought is that being a brony means that you can't get girls to like you. Or guys. Or whatever tumblr-ific sexuality you find attractive.
As promised in the most recent chapter of YAHES 2, I give to you my Time Travel Classification System.
Mode of Time Travel:
Physical: You and/or objects travel to the future or past. Most commonly seen form of time travel. Messages from the future count for this type as long as it isn't a psychic message.
Mental: Only your mind travels in time either to your own body or another person's. Type of time travel seen in time loops.
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