When Chaos Stirs, A Tale of Two Worlds
Chapter 43: Chapter 32- Lamentation
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We meet again, critics and fans.
Shoutouts:
Captainawsum9999: Flying Demon Monkey and I have absolutely no relations. She never saw my face and I never saw hers.
She has a very busy life, working with nightshift and now having to assist someone with a baby. It's still a wonder how she manages to edit these chapters… I still wonder to this day.
I think it's time to fall off the cliff hanger, huh? You readers have waited long enough, it's time to continue the story.
Well… Here we go.
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Author's notes
Whew, Got done with this chapter!
Now, wasn't that fun? All of those countless hours sitting on the edge of your computer waiting impatiently for the next chapter finally paid off?
I spent countless of hours building character, advancing plot, writing convening dialogue, and trying to appease my readers in every way I can for this climax. I think it paid off pretty well, in fact I think it's just wonderful fun!
Remember the time when we were walking towards the edge of the cliff the last chapter? Oh, just the tension of what would happen next, we couldn't bear it!
What about the time when we did fall off the cliff? Diving head first into a certain resolution with the wind of intensity hitting against our faces with our hearts thumping from pure excitement? Wasn't that great?
And talk about that ending! The perfect way to conclude this exciting adventure, all of our conflicts left behind us with a piece of mind.
Was all of that just terrific?
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It's not?
Did this epic tale of every fan boy's dream being somewhat fulfilled by a dedicated author not satisfy you? This two hundred thousand word of a story not give you what you were expecting?
Well I-I-I-I don't know what to say. I don't know what else to offer for your guiltless pleasure…
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Oh! I found this interesting article about a hedgehogs mating ritual while surfing the web. I copied it down and paste it on here from www2 mcdaniel edu so you could read it! Surely it should give you the satisfaction you lack.
Hedgehogs reach sexual maturity almost immediately after being weaned, when they are still little hoglets. However, breeding may be stressful for females if it occurs prior to 6 months of age. The gestation period is about 35 days. Hedgehogs are polyestrus, meaning they may have multiple litters per year, but in nature a female's peak breeding times will be in summer. During these periods the days are longer and the weather is warmer therefore providing the sow with adequate nutrients supplies. The female hedgehog is an induced ovulate, therefore simply being in the presence of a male, during her estrus phase, will cause her eggs to be dropped. If the female is not in estrus she will forcefully refuse the males advances, which tend to be very persistent. Studies have shown that repeated mating, within 24 hours of each, can cause the sow to have larger litter sizes. However there is a limit at which the repeated mating will cause litter fitness to decrease.(2)When the female finally is ready to mate the defensive spines will lay flat on her back so that the male can mount her. The male will hold unto the spines on her neck during the 2-3 minute copulation. period. Mating usually occurs at night, since hedgehogs are nocturnal. After the 35-day gestation period a litter of 1 to 10 hoglets may be born, although the average size is 4-5 per litter. The most serious concern with larger litters is the higher post-natal death due to lack of sustenance and attention. In captivity, it has been found, that sows are very edgy around the time of their delivery. If a new mother is disturbed she may eat the entire litter of hoglets. Also a sow may confuse one or more of the babies for an afterbirth and consume them to reabsorb nutrition. (2)When the babies are born there is a thin membrane which covers their small white spines. This membrane will fall off within a couple of hours and the hoglets spines will grow quickly and get darker in color. After 3-weeks the babies will begin to stray from their mothers side. Hedgehogs are solitary animals; therefore the male will not be present during the birth and growth period.(2)
Wasn't that interesting? I never bothered to read it so I wouldn't know.
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Creeped out?
Well, I don't see anything creepy with nature. Sex is just a part of life, babies have to come from somewhere, right? In fact, who doesn't like sex? God gave us this special place in our pelvises to reproduce the earth and have fun doing it. Can you imagine having sex without pleasure involved?
I picked this article because humans by nature love sex and this fandom loves hedgehogs… So why not put them together.
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Oh, I get it. This section of Fanfiction is more interested in pony sex then, huh. Can't say that I'm surprised, there's been more rule 34 pictures of horses than anything else since the premiere of MLP.
But again… I don't understand pony porn.
I don't see what the big deal is about Twilight wearing long stripped socks while sticking her flank in the camera's face, exposing her bright pink vagina while winking... Really, I don't see it. In fact it's a bit creepy to me.
And I'm being absolutely honest here. I was the biggest pervert in my school, if a girl's bust is bigger than a C then I'm instantly in love! Or if the girl was socially awkward, I would do anything in my power to make her a least a little bit interested. If she refuses to be interested in me then I would stalk her out of pure fascination!
Of course, I was young then… Elementary school young. Don't judge, don't pretend you haven't stalked someone. You had at least one guy or girl you were checking on every day in school, learning their habits, classes, likes, dislikes, and there so called friends (I call them blocks, because they are the only obstacle standing between you and that girl or guy, and unless you can get him or her completely alone, you would never score.).
And porn, as long as it wasn't gay then I was interested. And hentai, don't get me started on hentai!
As you could tell, I've been down that road. I've seen some rule 34 pictures while goggling ponies, and I just don't see it. Is there something I'm missing here, cloppers? Am I supposed to view it at a certain angle or hype myself into a certain mind state when viewing the pictures?
I instantly get excited when I see a female human that meets certain requirements of my preference, but I get nothing when I see a pony having sex. Furry, no. Anthro... If its done right then you'll get somewhere with me.
Maybe its physiological… But I can related to all of the mane six and get no erection when watching the show.
Sure, I think they're the cutest things on screen, but I certainly don't want to get busy with one.
Anyways, people like sex and people like ponies so lets mash the two together and hopefully it'll satisfied you're desire for entertainment. From www horses-and-horse information com
For horse owners, the idea of breeding from their own mare has much appeal. The prospect of producing a foal with qualities similar to its mother, or even better, has many attractions.
Before any decision to breed is taken, however, prior knowledge about normal breeding behavior, what should happen at foaling, and how a newborn foal should behave and develop, is essential. For this reason, it is probably best for a novice to seek professional help with mating and foaling from a stud.
Having once been responsible for looking after a pregnant mare and the care of her foal, it will then be easier in subsequent pregnancies to undertake more of the responsibility associated with this satisfying process. Producing a foal from a much loved mare is very exciting but there are many points to consider first.
There we go, surely that would have met your expectations for this chapter.
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Still not satisfied?
Well, I guess you didn't log on to this fanfiction for sex then, huh? Should have known better.
You were expecting something epic then? Something that would have your nerves squealing like a squad of little girls.
What about this article about the first man on the moon from the New York Times? That's an epic tale! The first man to have landed on Luna's planet.
Houston, Monday, July 21-Men have landed and walked on the moon.
Two Americans, astronauts of Apollo 11, steered their fragile four-legged lunar module safely and smoothly to the historic landing yesterday at 4:17:40 P.M., Eastern daylight time.
Neil A. Armstrong, the 38-year-old civilian commander, radioed to earth and the mission control room here:
"Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed."
The first men to reach the moon-Mr. Armstrong and his co-pilot, Col. Edwin E. Aldrin, Jr. of the Air Force-brought their ship to rest on a level, rock-strewn plain near the southwestern shore of the arid Sea of Tranquility.
About six and a half hours later, Mr. Armstrong opened the landing craft's hatch, stepped slowly down the ladder and declared as he planted the first human footprint on the lunar crust:
"That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."
His first step on the moon came at 10:56:20 P.M., as a television camera outside the craft transmitted his every move to an awed and excited audience of hundreds of millions of people on earth.
Tentative Steps Test Soil
Mr. Armstrong's initial steps were tentative tests of the lunar soil's firmness and of his ability to move about easily in his bulky white spacesuit and backpacks and under the influence of lunar gravity, which is one-sixth that of the earth.
"The surface is fine and powdery," the astronaut reported. "I can pick it up loosely with my toe. It does adhere in fine layers like powdered charcoal to the sole and sides of my boots. I only go in a small fraction of an inch, maybe an eighth of an inch. But I can see the footprints of my boots in the treads in the fine sandy particles.
After 19 minutes of Mr. Armstrong's testing, Colonel Aldrin joined him outside the craft.
The two men got busy setting up another television camera out from the lunar module, planting an American flag into the ground, scooping up soil and rock samples, deploying scientific experiments and hopping and loping about in a demonstration of their lunar agility.
They found walking and working on the moon less taxing than had been forecast. Mr. Armstrong once reported he was "very comfortable."
And people back on earth found the black-and-white television pictures of the bug- shaped lunar module and the men tramping about it so sharp and clear as to seem unreal, more like a toy and toy-like figures than human beings on the most daring and far- reaching expedition thus far undertaken.
Nixon Telephones Congratulations
During one break in the astronauts' work, President Nixon congratulated them from the White House in what, he said, "certainly has to be the most historic telephone call ever made."
"Because of what you have done," the President told the astronauts, "the heavens have become a part of man's world. And as you talk to us from the Sea of Tranquility it required us to redouble our efforts to bring peace and tranquility to earth.
"For one priceless moment in the whole history of man all the people on this earth are truly one-one in their pride in what you have done and one in our prayers that you will return safely to earth."
Mr. Armstrong replied:
"Thank you Mr. President. It's a great honor and privilege for us to be here representing not only the United States but men of peace of all nations, men with interests and a curiosity and men with a vision for the future."
Mr. Armstrong and Colonel Aldrin returned to their landing craft and closed the hatch at 1:12 A.M., 2 hours 21 minutes after opening the hatch on the moon. While the third member of the crew, Lieut. Col. Michael Collins of the Air Force, kept his orbital vigil overhead in the command ship, the two moon explorers settled down to sleep.
Outside their vehicle the astronauts had found a bleak world. It was just before dawn, with the sun low over the eastern horizon behind them and the chill of the long lunar nights still clinging to the boulders, small craters and hills before them.
Colonel Aldrin said that he could see "literally thousands of small craters" and a low hill out in the distance. But most of all he was impressed initially by the "variety of shapes, angularities, granularities" of the rocks and soil where the landing craft, code-named Eagle had set down.
The landing was made four miles west of the aiming point, but well within the designated area. An apparent error in some data fed into the craft's guidance computer from the earth was said to have accounted for the discrepancy.
Suddenly the astronauts were startled to see that the computer was guiding them toward a possibly disastrous touchdown in a boulder-filled crater about the size of a football field.
Mr. Armstrong grabbed manual control of the vehicle and guided it safely over the crater to a smoother spot, the rocket engine stirring a cloud of moon dust during the final seconds of descent.
Soon after the landing, upon checking and finding the spacecraft in good condition, Mr. Armstrong and Colonel Aldrin made their decision to open the hatch and get out earlier than originally scheduled. The flight plan had called for the moon walk to begin at 2:12 A.M.
Flight controllers here said that the early moon walk would not mean that the astronauts would also leave the moon earlier. The lift-off is scheduled to come at about 1:55 P.M. today.
Their departure from the landing craft out onto the surface was delayed for a time when they had trouble depressurizing the cabin so that they could open the hatch. All the oxygen in the cabin had to be vented.
Once the pressure gauge finally dropped to zero, they opened the hatch and Mr. Armstrong stepped out on the small porch at the top of the nine-step ladder.
"O.K., Houston, I'm on the porch," he reported, as he descended.
On the second step from the top, he pulled a lanyard that released a fold-down equipment compartment on the side of the lunar module. This deployed the television camera that transmitted the dramatic pictures of man's first steps on the moon.
Now, that has to be exiting! One of man's great achievements that adds to absolutely nothing. I don't know what we would want a man on the moon for. It's not like there's any kind of resources on it, and after fifty years, we are STILL a long shot from travel to another planet.
The nearest planet that could sustain life is a billion miles away from us!
Sure, there was the possibility of stationing ICBMs for our pesky Russian neighbors, but after the cold war the whole trip itself seemed to have amounted to nothing (Even Kennedy wasn't crazy about going to the moon. Look it up! It was a private conversation between him and someone else, he only stated that to the press just to win support from the public. The mission itself was just to have a leg up on the Soviet Union. He even had a speech prepared just in case the mission failed).
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You're still reading this!?
I-I don't know what else to give you… I don't! You're still expecting something to make up for your disappointment and I have nothing to make up for it!
But before you rage quit this story and find something else to do, I want to make this one statement.
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April Fools
The next update is well... I'm working on it. If you're into emotional stuff then get hyped, if your not; then just wait. It's going to get exciting again, trust me.
After the next chapter I'm going go back to my two week schedule, no more of this months out of time crap!
Oh! One more thing. No more bonuses until the end of the story. I'm working with the last one right now, but you're not going to see it until the story is finally completed. I'm going to restrain myself and work with it. I'll even have my proofreader look it over and see if it's actually funny.