Well, I've gotten some progress by writing chapter 0, so at this time I've only gotten started with this thing. It won't be easy creating ideas and keeping the flow up and running, but this blog entry shall serve to show you the progress that's being done with the story so far. It's like doing Tweeter, except that I won't be tied down with the character limit and all. For now, chapter 0 has some progress and it'll be completed around this week. I'll post it at the Fanfic section.
Updated May 14th, 2012 at 09:31 PM by Chaos Greyblood
So I finished part 6 of the KnK novels not too long ago. I was now able to read your spoiler, Dark Pulse, and I am confounded as to why such a change was made. This is freakin' Nasu we're talking about! A guy who's bedfellows with Urobuchi! Why would they axe something like that in the anime, yet keep in other scenes of unpleasantness!? Regardless, I feel . . . apathetic towards Azaka. You'd think someone like me would find her cute, but I don't. The only characters I still like are Ryougi and ...
I've been fairly quiet, chapter-wise, over the last few days, and I figure I owe you all an explanation. Regarding "Beast of the Moon," I have some catch-up playing to do before I can get back to writing it, so it could be a few days before I'm even at the point where I can consider writing the next chapter - sorry about that. "Divine Justice" is just a general block, but I figure it's the least popular, so I'm not feeling too guilty over it. At the risk of being ...
I remember those high school days before I actually had an Internet connection back home and I would just like to buy a new CD-ROM, install a new game and play it for hours and hours. It was the twilight of CD-ROMs back then and the dawn of the new DVD-ROMs, so the main problem was, aside from having a relatively slow computer, we just had a CD drive, not a DVD one. However, I still managed to play a lot of good games back then, mostly RTS, like Rise of Nations, Civilization 3 or Empire Earth. Not ...
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