Heh, almost forgot to tell the lads over at Pineapple...
I'll be fucking off for two weeks.
Tomorrow, on the morning of the 14th to the 27th to be specific.
Going off to a far away land to go on adventures with Daring Do, this time we are going to this place that has an ocean of salty tears.
Yeah, apparently Micro and other antipones have been filling an entire ocean with tears and are planning on using the ocean to create a massive tsunami that will lay waste to the world and ponies as we know it, so I have to go on this trip to stop that from happening.
Nah not really, just going with my sis to see my dad for a couple o weeks. Its been too long.
So welp, don't expect any updates whatsoever.
Sorry 'bout that.
BUT, this post isn't entirely bad news!
Here is a tidbit I worked on today while idling at school (note, content subject to change).
Spoilery? Mmmaybe, a little. But it's all you get for a while so it's alright.
Bye now.
Day 8
Draft
POV PSI
PSI walked into her newly smoothed home barracks floating a cup of steaming hot coffee.
Being an unicorn was great she thought, she had a hard time imagining how those poor bastards Replica, Splint, Zebio and Lojack could live without a horn, she had tried doing things with her hooves and mouth but she’d only end up toppling things over. Her hooves felt like two logs, she couldn’t really grasp anything with them, how THEY did it was a complete and utter mystery to her.
She looked around the room, there was a group of six new recruits which had been sent down one by one by Replica to join up with their shoddy little militia.
They were green as grass, they were completely embarrassing themselves in their cute little attempts at sparring with one another. It was a good thing that all they had were wooden sticks and brooms, or somepony would have gotten seriously hurt the way they were taking hits to the head and ribs.
She sighed and hovered her coffee close her nuzzle, close enough to feel the heat.
She just wanted to check and make sure that it was still warm, just in case she had been standing there glaring at the recruits for longer than she thought she had.
Still hot. Good.
She hadn’t had coffee since before they left Lemon.
Honestly she wasn’t into the stuff herself, she absolutely hated the taste, it was like warm piss to her.
The coffee wasn’t for her however, she spotted the pony she’d been looking for.
“Hey Splint.” She called out.
The periwinkle blue stallion was snoozing on a smoothed stone stool crafted by none other than himself the day before, by his side, leaned against the wall was his crappy little BB gun.
He didn’t respond to her.
Maybe he was napping, he’d deserved it, Replica had kept most of everypony up all night to help sort out and bring the new arrivals up to speed on things.
Splint, Pokon and Maklak had all worked all night on organizing their new recruits, Pokon and Mak were both in the next room lecturing their rookie rifleponies on proper firearms usage, the importance of aiming down sights, how to effectively reload a BB gun and so on.
PSI was supposed to work with her own recruits, but she’d been dead tired, Splint had been so nice as to soldier on and relieve her for the night, insisting that he’d do just fine teaching them how to use and defend themselves in melee.
Because, how hard could it be teaching pones how to swing sticks?
Very hard apparently. Further observation made it seem like the only thing Splint had managed to teach them was what the ass end of a beating stick wa- oh, nope, there was an earth pony swinging his broom with the lower end in his mouth, Celestia damn it.
PSI couldn’t help but giggle, this made some of the recruits a little upset.
An unicorn stallion stomped up to her with his wooden baton floating above him, poised to strike.
He stopped a couple of inches away from her and striked her an intimidating pose that PSI found very cute.
She’d had bigger fish than this chump, all it made her think was ‘Ah am ah scarey unicorn! Rawr!’.
“Who the hell are you?” the unicorn asked with a threatening tone of voice.
She smirked. He didn’t know.
“I am PSI. Commander of Pineapple.”
The unicorn’s eyes narrowed, oh shit!
He backed off nervously and stood at the ready, god he was sloppy, if this had been Lemon the drill sergeant would have been standing over him beating him with that horrible rice the drill sarges carried around there.
“I-I’m sorry!” the stallion whimpered.
PSI damn near broke out into a hysteric laugh, this was hilarious!
HE was scared of HER, she was like half his size!
“I’m sorry WHAT?” PSI prompted.
The stallion was shivering like crazy, poor sod was waiting for her to let him go.
“I-I’m s-sorry, sir!”
SIR? She was no ‘sir’ she was a ‘ma’am’!
Ohoh, she was gonna have fun with him.
She tried to look as angry as possible and then took a step closer to him so that her face was just an inch from his.
“I’m sorry MA’AM!” she yelled at him, the stallion was startled by her sudden outburst, his ears lowered and he shut his eyes in an attempt to make the bad little mare go away.
“YOU’RE PATHETHIC RECRUIT! PA-THETHIC! HEY! LOOK AT ME! LOOK. AT. ME.” She barked.
The stallion opened his eyes and tried really hard to look her in the eyes, but he kept avoiding her!
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME, RECRUIT!?”