To DragonTamer8: "Dude, you f*cked me up! I was in a great mood and almost done with the next chapter when I read your review, then I was depressed for the whole day. I still feel like complete crap man, that wasn't even cool! But, I get where you're coming from, and you won't have to worry about that in the future. You put the final nail in the coffin, mate."
Hey readers!
So...I've been quite busy with Personal stuff, yeah? I was never sure when I'd get back to writing,
especially since my computer is on the fritz and I really dislike writing on mobile.
I've had time to reflect on Routine and what my goal for it is. What was my big plan?
The endgame I surely should have thought of by now?
Frankly, I don't have a damn clue.
Where was I going with this?
Routine is weird, all over the place, and abides by it's own rules, it's own canon.
I've referenced entirely different game series, introduced aspects from said game series,
and even rewrote a good deal of canon Zelda stories while I was at it.
It's insane and I'm questioning whether it was a good idea to go with what I wanted, what I thought was "cool",
rather than what you guys were hoping for.
Of course, you've got to have your twists...but sheesh, this story is a five-inch long corkscrew at this point.
I've read the recent reviews...and ouch by the way.
Personally, I feel like I've failed you guys. I wanted to give you a good story...
but I sorta-fucked up and made a mess of it (Understatement of the damn century).
But I want to fix that, and introduce a story on the side too (though, that'll come later.)
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So,
I am remastering and/or rewriting Routine.
Since I was literally going nowhere with this, and I've already made far too many mistakes to reasonably rectify with updates and such,
I'm gonna go with a clean slate to tell a better, more reasonable story.
I will be changing some key and small details of the plot to be more "zelda-ish". I'll be removing references to "Wraiths", along with some outlandish references to other game series. Some parallels that I like will remain, but most will be changed or removed all together (cough Elytra cough). I plan on implementing whole new arcs into the remaster to add to the "Breath of the Wild" feel.
Yes, it will be separated into arcs, just like it's predecessor, but with more impacting story telling. No more 65k word chapters.
As for the old story, I will keep it up for the sake of memories and to show
that I, too, am human and make mistakes.
I know Routine has many fans, and it has many haters and fans-turned-haters, but I guess all parties get a deal out of this
announcement. With it not being officially discontinued and being improved upon. So all's well, I hope.
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Anywho...That's the gist of it, if you guys have questions or, even better, suggestions, please PM me or leave a review!
I want this to be a fantastic story everyone will enjoy.
Also, for long-time readers, scroll down to for a preview of a brand-new Zelda fic I've been working on!
Enjoy!
The Legend of Zelda:
"The Courageous, The Wise, and The Powerful."
Test-Preview
Dust swirled across the open air, tiny bits tickling and irritating his nose. The blonde rider tugged up on his bandanna, steely sapphires sweeping across the landscape, taking in the grassy knolls and hills that surrounded the camp to the north. Their destination. He clicked his tongue twice, tugging on the reins as the horse below him gave a whinny before continuing downhill.
His companion followed suit, her head lowered even as the sun was blocked by a thick overcast of murky-grey, the makings of a storm. Her brown hair rolled down her back, tied in a crude ponytail that poked out from her hat.
Link raised his scarred face up, eyes unwavering from their fixed roaming of the surrounding area. He had already spotted three more riders, two of whom had rifles aimed right at them. But he didn't go for his sidearm knowing full well that, if they wanted them dead, they would've pasted them already. He was confident in a "I'm too important to be dead" kind of way. It wasn't arrogance, but fact in this situation.
"Link..." His companion muttered, unease trickling into her tone.
"I see them." He growled back, eyes locked forward. "Keep calm, we're almost there."
The two trotted slowly into camp, riding through an ever-increasing posse of degenerates and outlaws. All of whom didn't take too kindly to the gleaming badge Link proudly flourished on his chest. They were eventually stopped in the center of it all, surrounded on all sides with no shortage of firearms trained on them. An idle hand ran through the mane of his mare as Link dismounted, followed quickly by his companion, who took the time to lift a heavy bag off her saddle. They exchanged subtle nods, and met the seething glares of their welcoming party with equally vicious stares.
In the center of the camp, it's desert theme contrasting horribly with the dull grass, stood a nice tent that their leader stayed in. Link nearly snorted at the mere tackiness of it, but refrained in light of the sensitive atmosphere and the numerous weapons centered on them. The tent flap was thrown open, a tall, imposing beast of a man stepping out.
"...Link." Ganondorf grinned in a feral fashion, red eyes glinting as they darted over to his plus-one. "And Princess Zelda? My-My, I'm surprised you bothered to leave the confines of the castle after what happened the last time." He stroked his goatee then tipped up his worn hat. "Do you have what I want?"
Link held his hand out backwards, beckoning Zelda to give him the heavy bag she carried. She obliged and Link promptly tossed the bag to Ganondorf's feet, quick enough that one could think the bag was poison. "All six bars, Ganon."
The stocky gerudo knelt down to scoop up the bag, reaching inside and pulling out a large bar of gold that glinted dimly, even in the overcast. He turned it over in his hands, tossing it back and forth between them like a bored child would with a ball. He eventually stopped, dropping the rest of them to the ground, but his grip remained on the one he had played with.
Zelda tensed as Ganon stared at them, while Link remained passive, the neutral look he adopted washing away into a smug grin as he snapped the bar in twain. The interior betrayed the exterior, being colored a dull bronze rather than gold. Many, many guns were suddenly cocked and aimed at them, while Zelda produced her rifle, aiming at Ganon in retaliation.
Link stood firm however, meeting the Gerudo's glare evenly.
"What? No love for your former boss?" Ganon said, smugness washing away into anger. "Did you really think I would take the fake gold? That I would save face and run away with my tail between my legs? You of all people should know, I'm better than that, Link! I am no coward, and yet you treat me as such!?"
Link remained quiet for a moment, before stepping forward suddenly enough to make several almost pull their triggers. While they didn't, Ganon wasn't willing to take no precautions. Yet Link was now face-to-face with the Gerudo, glaring up at him with steeled eyes as a sawed-off shotgun was jammed into his stomach.
"No." He drawled, unconcerned. "I just wanted to piss you off before I kill you."
CHOOM!
A/N:
Yeah! Wild West Zelda!
While this is just a test of the scenario, I do have most of it planned out. With it's story being largely realistic and gritty, being inspired by old west flicks and games like Red Dead Redemption. It's gonna take place in the Adult Era, a Two-Hundred years after Spirit Tracks.
Yeah, the cartoony, light-hearted Toon-Link has a badass gunslinger as a descendant. Go figure.