aires163 replied to your post: Im so fresh you can- *beaten to a bloody pulp*
NO, WE’RE NOT DOING THIS!
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So let me see if I got this straight. He lied to you, you blew up on him, and now you feel bad because you blew up on him during his birthday?
Yes. Add to it the fact he is like brother to me.
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We all make mistakes, we’re only human after all. I tend to blow up on people who don’t deserve it all the time. If he is a true friend then he will be able to find it in his hear to forgive you should you apologize.
That’s the thing - I don’t want to apologize. I had all right to blew up at him, he lied to me, didn’t keep his promises, etc. Just for fucks sake, I didn’t want to do it when he is having a bday party
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I’m a worthless piece of shit that doesn’t deserve any friends.
Not true, not true at all!
It is true. I just fucking blew up at the best friend I have while he is celebrating his birthday (he has it tomorrow, but due to late shift celebrates today). Quite a fucking bday present. I’m a worthless friend.
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Meet the Pewny Engineer shot 1 (by PewnyPL)
Body seems a bit too stiff. Other then that you did a great job!
Hah, thank you. Dunno what I can do about the stiffness tho, will see yet.
He packed up his typewriter and made for the door. "Thanks again Pewny!" He said before making his exit.
As you leave “It’s not a problem … … … sir.” He shakes his head “Darn, I didn’t catch his name.”
"I insist you keep it until I actually manage to get you that advertisement! I don't want you to get ripped off by circumstances if I fail to deliver. So until then you keep it!"
He thinks for a moment “Alright, that does sound fair. Once again, thank you.”
"Alright, done! I'll type out multiple copies of the add tonight and I'll send them all off to every different magazine I work for in the morning.
He smiles happily “Thank you, thank you very much.” He thinks “In fact, keep the bits, no need to pay me for that repair, what’s more, if anything starts screwing up with that typewriter again, just get in contact with me.”
"You mark could defiantly work! I'll just make a crude sketch real quick." He said as he reached into his bag and pulled out a pencil. With the pencil in his mouth he started to recreate Pewny's mark on the paper.
“Alrighty then” He stands there, waiting as you draw the mark.
"Alright, all I need now is your mailing address, and a logo for your business if you have one." He said as he pulled a pair of leather straps with dull spikes attached to them. He walked over to the typewriter and after strapping the spikes on, he began to type.
“Well, mailing adress is” He says where his workshop is located (read as: mod never though about it) “As for the logo… That may be a problem, I don’t have one” he thiks a bit “Maybe my Cutie Mark?” On his flank is indeed a mark related to his job, a small radio.
"It's official! I'm getting you a spot on one of the magazines I work for even if it kills me!" He said as he stomped one of his hooves. "I'm just going to need all the information you have on your business first. Things like the name, listed location of service. Those kinds of things."
He lightly blushes, but eventually smiles, excited about it “Well, if that really won’t be a problem then… Name’s Pewny, place is simply called ‘Pewny’s workshop’ and I operate in Ponyville. With an additional fee I can travel to other cities without a problem. I can fix nearly anything, from small things like typewriters, to big things like Steam Engines, and also electronics, radios, TVs, you name it.”
He sat and watched the Pegasus work on the typewriter. He began to plan and contemplate how he was going to get his new acquaintance an advertising spot on any one of the magazines that he worked for.
Most you can see really is his wing working on the thing. After 4 minuntes he tries to type something, then tests all keys one after another. “There, good as new.”
"Sir, I insist you take twenty for such a quick job!" He said as his expression turned to one of great cheer. "What would you say if I could get you free advertising in one of Manehattans tabloid magazines?"
He blinks, slightly dumbfounded “Wow, you sir are sure one generous pony if I’ve ever saw one.” He smiles “I won’t lie, a bit of advertisement would be nice, not many ponies come here, especially when they see a ‘pegasus engineer’” He sighs lightly “Anyways, let me repair it already.” He puts the typewriter on the desk inside his workshop, takes small pliers and starts to work.
"Wow, wish I could always find a repairman as efficient as you! Usually something like this takes about an hour."
He laughs lightly “It’s just a bit of luck really, to quickly notice what is wrong. Also, it will be 15 bits.”
"Sure thing!" He said as he gently handed the typewriter to the Pegasus. "I just hope it can be fixed. This thing has some sentimental value and I would hate to lose it!"
He carefully takes the machine from you and looks at it. Tries to bress the keys, none of them budging, aside from a few on the rightmost side “Hmmm” He looks closer at typebars and after few seconds smiles “I found the problem. One of bars here” He points to it “slightly bent over to the left, pressing against the others hard enough to jam them. I need about five minutes and it’s done.”
