LordSwinton

D is my favorite and B is my least favourite. Love them all though, so cute. A feels too 'sharp' I don't know how to describe it. C is too fluffy (still adorable) E feels kinda meh

I'd love to add you to my watch list!

Tail is bit thin? Or is that her design?

2 sounds great if you could pull off politics

"I assure you we had nothing to do with it, we just saw it in flames and this." He waved his 'hand' around the wreck site. Starchase was rather intimidated by the girl. At least he could count on Caliber and his newly reunited sword if things get complicated. "You waved your hand and summoned snow?" He was trying to stop this weather pony from changing the topic. How could he have done that without the weather factory? "Lektra, are you okay? Looking a bit flushed there."

Can't wait to see it though I'm scared of the prices

Looking up at Amber, Starchase hastily got up on his feet and tried his best to reassure her. He was rather at a loss at what to do. He could put his hoof around her but that would seem inappropriate and an invasion of privacy. On the other hoof, or hand as he had heard, he could tap her on the shoulder but that would be too impersonal for a friend. Decisions, decisions. He tried to hold her hand but it ended awkwardly with their fingers entwined. It was like having 5 tiny hooves conceded to a big hoof, how cumbersome. "Honestly, I don't know what's going on anymore. It's like the world is spinning out of control." He spoke softly but soberly.

The sheer volume and weight of the snowball was ridiculous. The roof of the dojo caved in on itself, the whole place buried in the snow. It was a rather comical sight, almost like a scene inside a novelty snow globe. "Is there anypony there?!" Starchase ran to the site of the wreckage. He tried to kick off bits of the snow but slipped and fell instead. He hit his head on the sidewalk and groaned.

You could try redoing it in Inkscape, Illustrator or SAI if MS Paint is not your thing

"Somepony do something!" Starchase waved his arms frantically. "Call a firepony or something! Anything!" The place was going to be nothing but ashes left if everybody continued to do nothing. Even if he had his magic he doubted he could do anything at all. Another disadvantage of not being a 'special' unicorn.

Could you do these two? http://arswinton.deviantart.com/art/Let-s-just-stare-544009670

I understand. I'll take up on that offer in the future. You know where to find me

She hasn't been on DA in three weeks. Perhaps she's busy? Bit disappointed myself. I could something with North if you'd like.

"Please deal with this matter on you own my children, your futures are at stake. Iceius is here to help you. And it seems your friend here is too tired to continue much further," Celestia sighed and shook her head. She took Arcing Storm off Amber and returned to the portal. "I belive in all of you." "What?" Starchase was rather baffled at how Celestia simply left them to deal with the current crisis at hand. There were still so many questions left unanswered. He patted around his head searching for his horn, and when he couldn't feel it, he went a bit berserk and nearly torn off his 'mane'. He tumbled over to the source of the smoke, not far away, about a street away.

I can live with the general mistakes but what always gets on my nerves is this, and it always pops up nearing the festive season: Raping presents PLEASE DO NOT RAPE YOUR PRESENTS

"We are ponies from the land of Equestria," Celestia explained. "A great evil has escaped to this world, something sinister in nature. Please eradicate it before something dreadful happens." "Does anybody smell smoke?" Starchase pointed to a burning dojo in the nearby distance.

"Hey kids, you're free to- what the hell happened?!" A burly cop walked in and following behind was none other than Celestia, or at least human Celestia. "My little children, its time we go." Celestia sterly ushered them out of the station, reunited with all their gear, clearly displeased at what had happened. She had reprimanded the station for their 'faulty' bars and marched them out, leaving them to scratch their heads.

Out they pooped onto the pavement, partially soaked in blood. Sirens were blaring and the police surrounded them. Passerby pedestrians stopped to stare at the scene. The surrounding pavement was washed in blood and it looked horrendous. Starchase was sitting on the curb, huddled into a small mass and desperately trying to attack the police attempting to communicate to him by flailing like a mad 'man'. Freaking out the cops tasered them and packed them off to the station. You wake up in prison. Damm.

The clouds look like fluffy burnt marshmallows. I find it odd that Scootaloo's mane isn't blowing back like Dash's is, looks a rad bit too neat. But I do think this would make a good print and it's very nice! Also I think it would be nice to make the front clouds clearer but the hind clouds blur

What sort of breed is he?

Lektra's voice echoed in the empty throne room. Sombra had seemingly dissipated and moved on. Even if he was still alive, he'd have no intention of appearing, that or he died cause normal ponies don't survive head chopping or katana slashing. But he was no ordinary pony. Who knows what happened to the tyrant? Perhaps he decided to take a holiday in the snowy alps. We shall never know or care as Arcing is back and all is well other than the fact he's lying on the floor in another room, possibly with half of his life shaved off due to the recent event and left with the not so battle ready Amber. And the whole damn place is swimming in blood. They might need a snorkel or even some scuba kit to get back there. Fortunately the blood was already draining off, a great deal spilled over to the other side of the mirror or dripping out the window like a waterfall from the outside. It was a symbol of their victory, so say the ponies staring from beyond the walls.

@@Mane Quest, I've done it but I'm having problems uploading it OK, solved it! Ta Dah! If you told me, I would've done it for you earlier

It's fine. I'm not going anywhere

King Sombra's physical for began to dissipate like mist. He didn't seem fazed about it, instead maintaining his fearsome grin. "You think youve defeated me? The cycle shall be repeated! I always return and I will hunt you! I AM IMMORTAL!" He screamed as he faded away. Talk about anticlimactic. Nothing about the room seemed to have changed other than the absence of the evil dictator. The dark gloom lingered on.