FullMetalParagon

So, I don't know if anyone actually read this, but basically, to be a part of this, you record a video of yourself responding to the question "What are you MOST looking forward to this year at BronyCAN?" I've got one person already. BESIDES MYSELF.

No problem! You'll be the first person, but it'll be nice.

Hmm... basically, I want to pose a question that's what I asked earlier: "What are you most looking forward to this year at BronyCAN?" You can record a short little video with your response.

As a little bit of a celebration, would you like to help me out with a little video I want to work on called "BronyCAN 2016 Countdown?"

So, one week or so until we know the schedule, everypony! So, what IS everyone looking forward to?

Hirsan stared at Ventus and Shiran, growling under his breath as his hoof raised to Sacrifice, the blade echoing a low chant. Hirsan looked up, his eyes glowing with a red fire. "You believe yourself to be the Herald of the Great Rebirth? Was it necessary to start a war? Experiment on ponies? Was it necessary to create the exact opposite of myself? Was it worth it?" He breathed slowly, regaining his composure, though the red fire never left his eyes. "You thought the Windigoes were the Guardians of this world? Do you not know of what they did? They feed on hate, they lust for discord amongst ponies. I have seen what they can do, and I know how they can destroy. I have seen even the World Eater, Abaratos, cower before them as they tore him to pieces. Yet, I do not stand afraid. No one needs to die. No pony, no zebra, no minotaur." He slowly walked over to the window, staring down. "Canterlot. I remember its gleaming towers, the grand palace, the many homes and restaurants the first time I came here. The first time we ever contacted a civilization other than our own because of the leak in the Seal of the World Eater. A Praetor Ethereal was hunting, and it tried to take Twilight Sparkle as its host. Back then, a Marked One was an unknown, and I was the first. Was." He moved to another window, staring off into the distance to where he remembered Manehattan was. "The Cycle War. The war to end all wars. The war that brought everything down around our kind. You sent myself and the last of the Hunters to salvage what we could and kill the leaders of the factions at war. Celestia was my friend, Ventus, and she trusted me enough that when the Guardians and I stood together and took down the Final Nightmare, the true evil possessing Princess Luna, she did not bat an eye. She was beside herself with grief, but she knew it had to be done." He turned and looked back over his shoulder at Ventus and Shiran. His smile faded as he stared them down, the malice clear in his eyes. "I do not care that you come here with the wounds that never healed, Chancellor. I do not care that you tried to twist the memory of me into something horrific and deadly. Down below, though? That is what I care about. When you declared myself and the surviving Hunters as traitors to the Council, I knew who you were. When you had the other members of the Council imprisoned for 'treason,' I knew who you were." He drew Sacrifice, the chanting growing louder as it shone red, the room being illuminated with deadly light. "This is my sacrifice, Chancellor. To do what I should have done long ago, back during the time of Abaratos' return. We were once considered the truest decendants of the Kingdom of Guardia, of the Elder Kingdoms, back before the War of Three Tribes, back before the Windigoes froze the world for the first time. Before Discord, before the Princesses, before EVERYTHING that has transpired here. So, I will stab you through the heart, watch as this airship crashes into the snow, and pray very very hard to the Shaper that I make it out of this alive."

While, yes, there is my topic that is the 2016 discussion, less than a month and a half to go until the convention! Two weeks for the schedule! Awesomeness is around the corner. So, in commemoration, if there is anyone who is willing, who wants to help make a BronyCAN 2016 Countdown video? I know it's not something officially endorsed by the con, but we can definitely do something amazing!

No worries. I've got a lot of catching up to do with stuff unrelated to my job.

Also, like I just posted on Twitter, I'd like to start a guessing game as to which FOUR characters from popular media are going to be represented in my panel. This is just a little fun thing I'd like to do, but basically? I want to see how well some people know popular culture, science fiction, and other media.

If my information is correct, in two weeks, we SHOULD have the BronyCAN schedule. DIS GUN BE GUD.

BronyCAN is a Canadian convention held in Richmond, BC, Canada at the Executive Airport Plaza Hotel. It prides itself on being the most "daft" convention of all.

AFAIK, I might be helping out with another panel besides my own, and maybe a third. I don't know. But, hey, I want to see if I can get something 3d printed.

Two panels? You're being rather ambitious. The selfies, though? That'll be fairly easy. At the Microsoft store in Metrotown mall, there's a 3d printer. Otherwise: I have a single panel. Goal: Try not to be uninteresting. Also kick ass at Lazer Tag. Eat something amazing. Run around town with a bunch of people like the guys in "The Band of the Bold."

... Anyways, less than two months, mates! This is going to be LEGEN - and I hope you're not lactose intolerant, because the second part of that is DARY!

It is Canada Day, and I am resisting QUITE HEAVILY the urge to sing The War of 1812 by Arrogant Worms. Anyways, Selfie, what is best in life?

Hirsan let his hoof slide off the pommel of Sacrifice, his hoof slowly falling to his sidearm as he stared down the one he wished he never wanted to see in the flesh. "Grand Chancellor Ventus of the Nine, or is it just Chancellor Ventus now? I left behind my rank years ago, and yet here you are, clinging to old traditions, old wounds, and dying hatred." As he spoke, from behind Ventus stepped a darker pony, the one Hirsan had recalled a while before. Shiran stepped out, his grin filled with malice. "The world will freeze, Hirsan. War will stop, fighting will stop. ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU WANTED?!"

Hirsan slowly climbed up the rope, swinging to and fro in the heavy wind that buffeted against him. As he hauled himself up, he held up his hoof, waiting to catch his breath before he responded. "The problem is this airship. We have to take it down. Unfortunately, we also have to take down whoever passes for the leader. Now that we're up here, it may not be as clear-cut as before. Phoenix, Skytracker, you two head towards the engines. I will deal with whoever is leading this." His squad looked at him in surprise, before he raised his hoof again. "Some of you barely know me, but this isn't the first time that I have had to destroy something and leave it behind. Nor will it be the last. We have to survive long enough to bring the final peace to Canterlot, and I don't mean death! So, no pony is coming with me. This is something I must do on my own." He gripped a knife in his teeth, checking the doorway before galloping away. "Something that I have to atone for." ----|0|---- Down on the ground, Deadwood and his forces continued to hold, the unicorns in the group doing their best to defend against the pandemonium caused by the onslaught of pony-sized shells. Rifles shot out their reports, cannons boomed, and explosives slammed against the walls of Canterlot, but he refused to back down. "If one of us falls, ten more will take his place! It may not be glorious, it may not be good for our health, but by Celestia, we will not fall this day! Hold the line, stallions! Hold! The! Line!"

Hirsan swallowed, staring up at the airship in fear. With a steely expression, his hoof pressed the activation switch, his eyes never leaving the great airship. Gulping, he looked at his friends, his other hoof idling rubbing the pommel of Sacrifice. "We've got 10 seconds until the launch! If anypony wants to back out, unfortunately, you lost your chance when I hit the button!" Hirsan planted himself, silently sending a prayer to the Shaper as he prepared himself. With a click, the gears spun, Hirsan launching at the head of the group. "Hold on!" ----|0|---- Aboard the airship, the airship Retribution prepared to fire. Canyon Military patrolled every nook and cranny, making sure no stowaways had made it onboard. With a smile, the gunnery crews blasted the ground below, shells decimating the ground troops. However, had anypony been able to hear anything besides the heavy cannon, they would have heard several swearing ponies as they slammed into an open Gyrocopter bay, all of them gripping a railing as Hirsan dangled outside, trying to climb up.

I have to re-evaluate my entire life. Right now, I'm starting with small stuff, but this time, I'm going to follow through with things I say I will do. Dare to Inspire.

Cool. According to the information I have, we should be seeing the schedule next month.

I've got myself and two friends in a room at the Quality Inn across the street. QI is superior to Executive in the fact that it has free breakfast.

So, if anyone's been following the BronyCAN Twitter, a bit ago, they suggested a Lan Battle sort of thing. Me being me, I've realized that the unfortunate problem of that is that hotel internet really sucks, so maybe we could all come up with a list of games that can be shared easily AND played offline?

Hirsan smiled as he looked at his friends. "We don't have a lot of time, now, so I'll make this brief. We have to crowd together on this contraption. Unfortunately, that means we also have to link up with each other with rope. If you miss your landing window, do not panic! If you are linked still, you will be able to be hauled up by a teammate! Now, everypony! Link up and get on!"

I spent a year in what is colloquially known as the Lower Mainland. If you're arriving early on the 18th, I'm (hopefully) going to be meeting up with early arrivers for Lazer Tag at Planet Lazer at the Riverport Entertainment Complex (They have a make-your-own-sundae ice cream bar there.) Also, just looked back, and my replies were before I had any idea who you are. It's rather funny, but unless I've met someone in real life (Met Immatoonlink AKA Viva Reverie last year, played Smash Bros on a team with him, we kicked ass. Shook BlackGryph0n's hand, introduced him to Toonlink.) I don't really remember them so much. Heck, if it wasn't for the fact I follow Bronies React, I would have not been introduced to a lot of the "community people" I have been because of it. So, yeah. I'm hopefully going to have a new camera (Old one was tough, but alkalines only go so far), or else I'm taking the Beefy McBeeferton that is my Canon Powershot A670.