Here you go, drawing that was a lot more fun than I thought it would be. ^^
Tried out a new cutie mark, it needs work so currently I prefer the feather with ink droplets.
Thank you for the question/request Clue Finder this was helpful.
I am extremely indecisive. But with luck, focus, the actual giving of damns and some motivation I will do something….
But first things first….
Oh and go ahead and forget you ever saw the last post. Thanks.
Hello this is True, the main mod who ran the Ask the Order of Star Swirl which is what this blog formerly was.
I’ll still be doing an update here or there in relevance to the ole OSS however I will now be posting other crap. Random crap, personal crap, opinion crap, pseudo crap, you name it and I might do it.
Also: “Hello folks.” To those of you I follow I am happy that you are still existing and posting stuff. Good day gents and ladies and other.
Mod Post:
SO yeah folks and Cluefinder, I am going to take a break for an indefinite amount of time. My friend who essentially helped spark this idea asked me about it randomly and it seems like we can assist each other with our fics. Being a grammar Nazi means I’m a good editor and I’m not bad at coming up with ideas also he’ll probably help me get over my remaining speed bumps.
In the mean time I am also going to continue my direct study of inspired-writing a.k.a fanfic writing, also I will probably still check this place out of habit so I will still answer questions, not that I am earnestly expecting any. I just wanted you to know that I am still available for doing such a simple thing.
Edit - Thanks.
AnonymousMy personal theory is that the diamond dogs like to cut their gems before burying them in their hoard and occasionally a diamond dog will either die before digging them up or will have hid it poorly.
*Shrug* Makes sense to me and thanks for the question.
OOC: Apologies followers but I don’t think I’ll be doing a dialogue this week. I’m very distracted this week. If it’s not one thing it’s always something else.
Pin Point: I called it, about the book. Sort of…
Ink Blot: Speaking of which… still haven’t found that. But by the sound of that last spell he may not have wanted it to be found. It might have just been his collection of unstable experimental spells. But honestly what good can come from a spell like that?
Order Mod: Not to sound like a negative nellie but I am happy this season is over.
The following took place in the HQ’s indoor arboretum, I usually eat my meals in my room but I felt social today.
Italicized sentences were added afterwards.
Ink: Hello folks, mind if I sit with you?
Brimstone: Uh, sure I guess.
Awkward pause..
Ink: So, how’s life? Dead Ringer I heard you and your apprentice had quite the adventure on your last outing, care to share some details?
Dead Ringer: No..
Ink: Are you sure?
Dead Ringer: Very.
He leaves
Brimstone: He’s been real quiet today, something clearly happened. But it’s his business so what can you do?
Ink: Hmm. I’m sure Sage knows all about it but it’s likely “classified” so we won’t be hearing about it.
Brimstone: Typical.
Pause
Brimstone: Have you and I ever really met before?
Ink: I don’t think so. We haven’t been introduced or anything but I’ve seen you around like in the arena fights and at briefings occasionally. But there’s a first for everything. Hello Brimstone. I’m Ink Blot, the librarian/professional book sorter.
Brimstone:I’m the Order’s master on defensive and offensive magic, sort of. I say sort of because I’m not yet a master but I will be someday.
Ink: Who’s teaching you?
Brimstone: Nobody. I learn by meditating and constantly practicing. You’d be surprised of the things me and my apprentice come up with simply via trial and error.
Ink: That reminds me! When I was looking over the roster a while back someone asked me why your apprentice, Cinder, has a specialty labeled as classified. I can guess but can you tell me what it is?
Brimestone: It’s not labeled because we don’t really know what it is.
Ink: Can you describe it?
Brimstone: Before I speak anotherword; what’s with that paper? I can’t help notice that words are forming on it as I speak. Down. To. The. Second. Is that what I think it is?
Ink: Yep, I had Spruce enchant it to transcribe what it hears. It screws up sometimes but it’s good for recording meetings and what not.
Brimstone: And why exactly are you recording this conversation?
Ink: If you must know I intend to share this conversation with ponies and unimaginable creatures across the multi-verse by adding this to a certain book that let’s me do such.
At this time he simply stared in disbelief.
Ink: It’s for science and entertainment.
Brimstone: Ok. Well I’ll be seeing you…later.
Ink: Stranger things have happened Brim! You best not be judging! Umm, goodbye then.
Now, how do I get this to stop recording?
Oh dear…
On my way running back to the library.
Aerial: Oh hey Ink, you got a second?
Ink: Not now sorry gotta stop recording bye!
At the library.
Ink: Spruce! Get this thing to stop transcribing everything!
Spruce: Umm, ok.
Ink: Now Spruce! It won’t freaking stop!
Spruce: Why the rush?
Ink: I doubt I can edit this later and frankly this is just embarrassing now please Spruce.
Spruce: Master it could be so much worse. Remember that time we built a book fort and Sage found out? Now THAT was embarrassing.
Ink: Spruce, you will stop this paper right now and not speak another word until we are certain it’s done I’m putting my hoof down.
Spruce nods barely holding in a chuckle.
Order Mod:
Pardon my lateness in posting this. I may have saved this as a draft instead of posting it yesterday whatevs I’m human. OR AM I?
It did look like it, weird that it shocked me, like static but more powerful. At the moment it seems inert, I have a suspicion something was transferred or imprinted in me from it, but not like I have a new memory, as far as I know anyway.
Well that was unexpected. O.o
Umm, well be sure to try writing in it before you forget about it or something happens to it. I don’t even know, this dream stuff is SO not my forte!
Edit - Ohhhhh. that’s not the one from your dreams, don’t I feel silly! Well still that’s not what I’d expect from one’s journal.
Where I am it is flu season.
My immune system is a beast and almost always destroys any sickness before I feel the real effects of it in my body.
If my immune system does not immediately destroy it than I slowly feel the sickness overtake me, like a poison injected into the toes or something. I’ve felt this coming for two days now but when it hits it always catches me off guard.
>=) I think I’ll indirectly spread it to my siblings, their immune systems suck and I’ll admit to enjoying how often they get sick with anything in the air.
The point is I’m totally sick and am using it as an excuse to skip this week’s post. I’ll do one or perhaps two more Everfree Excerpts and then switch to something else, perhaps journals or dialogues? Hmm.
