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Chapter 6 of II is ready for the final review before I publish it. Let me know what you think.
I haven't heard a thing from the prereaders since I sent my response a week ago. Maybe I'll hear something soon, but I'm not sure if I'm having much hope
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
End of ponythread finally nigh, as all quietly falls into silence, bit by bit...?
Jade and Midnight sit enthroned together in the shadows of their demesne, lost to the world. The Phoenix flies and has never touched ground in a hen's age. The ranks of the dead swell, and word spreads across vale and den of the iniquity and vice of those who name themselves Pvonakiis. The sun sets and the moon sets, and the sky is left bleak. The kingdoms burn. So it goes.
The fox is dead and skinned and there was nothing under the skin. The winter sets in and the serpent shakes his head, and the earth shatters. The promised return is not but a sham, a ghost that will evoke, but for a moment, the glory of bygone days with the song of the harp. For the days of the great kings were mighty, but they could not see their own excesses, their own slide into empty debauchery and how their radiance scorched the earth. So it goes.
Brother shall turn against brother, and sister against sister, and mary sue against mary sue. The airships shall lie gutted by the streams and the musk-soaked harems shall lie empty and barren, and no man will know why they speak of one-fifth coldness, for that knowledge shall be lost to fire and ice. Then to the underworld all shall return, and make court there, and the unfinished fics will be the bonfires of their camps. So it goes.
This is the doom pronounced, brothers. This is the sight of days to come, sisters. Weep for the children of Celestia, who were great in the world, and are no more. So it goes.
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Originally Posted by PhoeKun
Raz, you scoundrel! You planned this!
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Originally Posted by BladeofObliviom
Great, and now I'm imagining what Raz's profile on a dating site would look like. "Must be okay with veils."
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Originally Posted by Kasanip
I don't think there is such a time to have veils that it is not the fault of Raz_Fox.
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Originally Posted by Dervag
It's a freaking Romulan dump truck. The Romulans are no more likely to build an unarmed warp-capable ship than they are to become a hippy commune.
Derby, UK and Bleak Despair battlestation. Species: Spirit-Bound Skeletal Lich (Lawful Evil)
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Originally Posted by Tectonic Robot
This threads allowed to not be always moving at the speed of sound. 6_9
Oooooooooh no it isn't!
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Originally Posted by Raz_Fox
Jade and Midnight sit enthroned together in the shadows of their demesne, lost to the world. The Phoenix flies and has never touched ground in a hen's age. The ranks of the dead swell, and word spreads across vale and den of the iniquity and vice of those who name themselves Pvonakiis. The sun sets and the moon sets, and the sky is left bleak. The kingdoms burn. So it goes.
The fox is dead and skinned and there was nothing under the skin. The winter sets in and the serpent shakes his head, and the earth shatters. The promised return is not but a sham, a ghost that will evoke, but for a moment, the glory of bygone days with the song of the harp. For the days of the great kings were mighty, but they could not see their own excesses, their own slide into empty debauchery and how their radiance scorched the earth. So it goes.
Brother shall turn against brother, and sister against sister, and mary sue against mary sue. The airships shall lie gutted by the streams and the musk-soaked harems shall lie empty and barren, and no man will know why they speak of one-fifth coldness, for that knowledge shall be lost to fire and ice. Then to the underworld all shall return, and make court there, and the unfinished fics will be the bonfires of their camps. So it goes.
This is the doom pronounced, brothers. This is the sight of days to come, sisters. Weep for the children of Celestia, who were great in the world, and are no more. So it goes.
Cheerful...
No, I'm not sure whether I'm being sarcastic or not myself...
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Derby, UK and Bleak Despair battlestation. Species: Spirit-Bound Skeletal Lich (Lawful Evil)
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Oh, hey, I forgot I'd started on some responses this morning that I didn't get time to post:
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Originally Posted by Soras Teva Gee
Now things of class and taste like the White Devil:
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HUZZAH!
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Originally Posted by INoKnowNames
I'd give him somewhere between 2 to 15 seconds upon regaining conciousness, 30 seconds at the most.
Yeah, that was more sort of my thought.
Or at long as it took for a hilarious mental discussion between Jiraiya and Jiraiya's Libiedo on the subject, wherein the former would point out the potential drawbacks (like the lack of Jiriaya's favorite thing about Tsunade...!) but which would end up with the latter asking if they are really in a position to be that picky...
Six hours between posts?! Wha... I mean... I know there's normally a big slowdown on Friday but...
End of ponythread finally nigh, as all quietly falls into silence, bit by bit...?
I suspect that the newly created PitP thread has something to do with it.
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Originally Posted by Raz_Fox
Jade and Midnight sit enthroned together in the shadows of their demesne, lost to the world. The Phoenix flies and has never touched ground in a hen's age. The ranks of the dead swell, and word spreads across vale and den of the iniquity and vice of those who name themselves Pvonakiis. The sun sets and the moon sets, and the sky is left bleak. The kingdoms burn. So it goes.
The fox is dead and skinned and there was nothing under the skin. The winter sets in and the serpent shakes his head, and the earth shatters. The promised return is not but a sham, a ghost that will evoke, but for a moment, the glory of bygone days with the song of the harp. For the days of the great kings were mighty, but they could not see their own excesses, their own slide into empty debauchery and how their radiance scorched the earth. So it goes.
Brother shall turn against brother, and sister against sister, and mary sue against mary sue. The airships shall lie gutted by the streams and the musk-soaked harems shall lie empty and barren, and no man will know why they speak of one-fifth coldness, for that knowledge shall be lost to fire and ice. Then to the underworld all shall return, and make court there, and the unfinished fics will be the bonfires of their camps. So it goes.
This is the doom pronounced, brothers. This is the sight of days to come, sisters. Weep for the children of Celestia, who were great in the world, and are no more. So it goes.
...
Neat. No seriously, that's pretty cool, if a little depressing.
Hmm. this post needs more pony. Have some alicorn OCs (people like those, right?)
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Originally Posted by SiuiS
Diego Havoc, one of the hoopier froods I've met, up there with DeLancie.
so...DC Nation starts its new season tomorrow morning
and sadly we get the last SBFF segment...with Solomon Grundy
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Six hours between posts?! Wha... I mean... I know there's normally a big slowdown on Friday but...
End of ponythread finally nigh, as all quietly falls into silence, bit by bit...?
The end is neigh.
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Originally Posted by Deadly
Probably the best real-horse-style drawing of a pony who could very well be Rainbow Dash (but maybe isn't) that I have seen
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Real horses still look freaky, but this one actually looks a bit cute
Well, everyone knows the story about the migration of the pony tribes...
...but no one knows how a Windigo is made.
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Originally Posted by Raz_Fox
Jade and Midnight sit enthroned together in the shadows of their demesne, lost to the world. The Phoenix flies and has never touched ground in a hen's age. The ranks of the dead swell, and word spreads across vale and den of the iniquity and vice of those who name themselves Pvonakiis. The sun sets and the moon sets, and the sky is left bleak. The kingdoms burn. So it goes.
The fox is dead and skinned and there was nothing under the skin. The winter sets in and the serpent shakes his head, and the earth shatters. The promised return is not but a sham, a ghost that will evoke, but for a moment, the glory of bygone days with the song of the harp. For the days of the great kings were mighty, but they could not see their own excesses, their own slide into empty debauchery and how their radiance scorched the earth. So it goes.
Brother shall turn against brother, and sister against sister, and mary sue against mary sue. The airships shall lie gutted by the streams and the musk-soaked harems shall lie empty and barren, and no man will know why they speak of one-fifth coldness, for that knowledge shall be lost to fire and ice. Then to the underworld all shall return, and make court there, and the unfinished fics will be the bonfires of their camps. So it goes.
This is the doom pronounced, brothers. This is the sight of days to come, sisters. Weep for the children of Celestia, who were great in the world, and are no more. So it goes.
Bah, I will still be around. Waiting. Besides, Tartaurus is not that bad.
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Originally Posted by Diego Havoc
Hmm. this post needs more pony. Have some alicorn OCs (people like those, right?)
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So even if the Changelings did not do exactly what we planned, our goal to ursurp the Sun Queen is still viable.
Well, next time, we shall do it with the Zebras!
Indeed, Candace, indeed. Soon the Diarchy shall become the Triarchy!
Hah! A toast, to the fall of my aunts and the rise of my true kin!
And I've begun work on another story, woe is me. It's called Stitch and is a sort of spiritual predecessor to Fillystata, involving the CMC and a return to that quaint little town known as Dappleshore I'm going to write it as a single piece instead of in chapters, but it'll probably be longer than my usual one-shots. Probably going to post occasional updates on my progress here.
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
And I've begun work on another story, woe is me. It's called Stitch and is a sort of spiritual predecessor to Fillystata, involving the CMC and a return to that quaint little town known as Dappleshore I'm going to write it as a single piece instead of in chapters, but it'll probably be longer than my usual one-shots. Probably going to post occasional updates on my progress here.
STOP KILLING EVERYTHING I LOVE!
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Originally Posted by Kalmageddon
"You know, if I had blood I would be totally flying right now" says Kalmageddon the skeleton-man at the barman, pouring whisky after whisky through his ribcage, the alcohol forming a puddle on the floor...
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
Deadly, a delightfully daring drawer and drafter of dissertations. Defying the dictations of our disparate denizens, Deadly decides his direction with a dirth of dependence on the decisions of despotic desperados. Deadly detests dismissive derision, and will debate any dude or dame that dares to detest discussion.
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