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  1. The Galar Fossil Quartet pokemon bother me. Should probably blog about it.

     Yes, the design focuses on a time when we slapped dinosaurs together with best guesses. But no, they aren't fabricated, its how they really looked millenia ago. They're out of time, unadapted, and need help from a caring trainer. I'm sick of the only thing you see about the four online is the shortsighted "they ugly, clearly faked in cannon." 

     Dracovish can't breathe good, Dracozolt has metabolism trouble with supporting its fat butt, Arctozolt is sick all the time, Arctovish has its head on wrong because its prior environment needed it to.

     We are made of the scars of events we lived through; we live in the shape we are and grow to fit what is needed. Don't make fun of my floppy, plodgy, chimeric, Dino Bros because they don't fit in... most of us don't. Many pokemon have the same problems, just maybe not to the same severity. 

    Love your characters for as they are, not for what you think they could be.

     

    (Though Sonic was utter pain to look at...)

  2. Hmm, let me see if I can't catch the thought I had before... Widdershins, as a sort of character inverse of Discord, cares deeply about having friendship! So much so that he's likely to kill a pony orchestrating this massive, showy plot for a huuuge adventure where you all bond over hardship like one does in the usual Fantasy Childrens' Episodic Television Show! He misunderstands things to comedic extremes, can't grasp other's personal boundaries of what's weird to see an immortal being do... ...So you're saying i'm basically Derpy Hooves then. I'm Muffin pony? Wuh-......yes, but Mysteriously Magical! And big funny lobster claw!! Point being, B.B that perhaps Widdershins would make do with a mentor figure of sorts. Did always fancy him/it going to the Friendship School. Maybe learning how to curb his impulses enough to learn that if a pony says they need to warm up, you don't yeet them into the sun. On another tentacle, Widdershins does have vast technical magical knowledge, the capacity to manipulate spacetime (though he's forgotten alot due to being out of practice[gone mad]) and a long track record of falling into groups with the worst intentions for him. With immortality, its lost alot of their self-respect and he'd gladly serve as a contained battery of magic for whatever Villain comes along. Kind of always did want to explore the theme of being overconcerned with friendship to the point it ruins your social skills. Don't think the show ever covered that lesson. Probably with Pinkie Pie. But I don't remember good.
  3. As i've said, probably, there's two reasons one would curse, from either anger or pain. Me, personally, if i'm in pain from stubbing a toe I just crumple like a cracker and its usually incomprehensible squeaks. Anger, I feel, doesn't help matters if you express that directly in front of the situation or person that has caused it. There are ways to talk over problems. Though as an adult, one does often find oneself muttering in a different room about the fellow you just left! And when I do... I speak in my Elder Thing dialect i've been practicing! Yes, i totally know it for real! ... mostly squeaks & chirrs. It helps frustration to focus instead on pronouncing things rather than dwelling on negativity.
  4. Heh, hi everybrony! Sorry i've not been around... the anxiety gets the better of me to where I don't set aside any time to read forums... or honestly, do anything other than Youtube.

    Gad, I need to watch an actual show sometime!

    ......I hear the show ended?

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    2. Widdershins

      Widdershins

      dang, forgotten how to At people when its not a thread, lol
      Peoples be changing their names too often for me too keep track of, lol  Hewwo!

    3. Props Valroa

      Props Valroa

      I've had my name as it is for over a year and a half by this point - you knew me once as "Moon Dancer" back in 2017

    4. Widdershins

      Widdershins

      @Props Valroa
      Yee! *pinkie pie reinflating with joy moment*:pinkie:

       Yeh! I have said before I always felt that mare fit you better for your bookish qualities! Nerdy in that reading by a fireplace quality!

  5. Eh-heh, s-sorry for the... several month long unwarranted Hiatus! I've been so wrapped up with work and anxiety that i've not made much time aside to do any forums or writing. There certainly is other types of writing i've been meaning to get done. Did make an SCP or two a little while back. I need more practice with setting aside "Me" time. I do mean to have more roleplay! Say @Blitz Boom? Did we ever arrange a means to get my Draconequus in here? I don't seem to recall seeing a mention or any clues to thereas. I'm so sorry for the unreliability, heh
  6. "And YOU, my handsome friend, are a wise and honest judge of, like, character!" Whett Kindle quickly adopted the other stallion's way of speaking in a clear act of inspiration and admiration. If he were being honest, by which anyone could deduce, the kirin had assumed nearing the front roof of a building was as much as inside. Kirins' structures were sparse and shallow, rarely much depth for more than two rooms of much size at all. While to an outside traveler this may make them look mystical they were in practice mostly cots for temporary sleeping on account of how often things burned down. In truth, Whett had been inside towns before but for small visits at a time, barely more than a day. As outgoing as he often came across, it required someone to start him up first. Most who did notice him as a stranger often found it more prudent to carry on with their daily tasks rather than ask the drifter his life story he clearly wanted to belt out on a moments notice. At that, most of Whett's travels were through forest and wilderness with months between finding anyone and more often than not he found himself getting along better with feral animals that were far more accepting of random wild outbursts of expression. In short, he was exactly the kind of recluse to assume a server's kindliness meant an immediate, lifelong bond of friendship. "Kindle trusts you fully already! Why, me and my dude here are as thick as theives! You'll never meet a stallion so caring and skilled at his art! LIKE, EVERYPONY SHOULD BUY FROM HIM!" Whett would practically bellow to all within earshot a glowing recommendation of his friend's art while lifting Cover's front leg to show Alonsus his art, tugging the former stallion almost off his hooves like he assumed friendship involved literally chucking one pony at another. If anyone had asked what emotion he was feeling (and Whett would, loudly offer) he would profess that he was overwhelmed. Rarely did he speak to more than two ponies in a day, much less get a glowing recommendation of sentiment in such flowery attention as Alonsus had given. And, like most of his emotions Whett needed To Make This Everypony Else's Problem to both keep the situation going & positive. Unfortunately the thought of going actually inside the building towards the mare at the counter had escaped the kirin, as he had forgotten the simple fact that buildings had insidey parts. Given the notion, he would have gladly proceeded to drag both the other two stallions forward by their necks in exuberance as if they were equipped inventory.
  7. Randy! Mein Fwendo!:discord_balloon:
    I still do keep your box around!... I have no concept of what time has passed.

  8. Spooky season is upon us again! 
    Here's your regular reminder that Luna holds stewardship of your dreams~... and all that entails.

     1. Most can't really control the content of their dreams and 2. they usually have some bearing on your waking life. Celestia may have daylight, full rule and the power of prophecy, but Luna can basically witness the minds of the free world all simultaneously.

     If you, say, were particularly... vehement about one sister's rule over the other or forbid, a third party... she'd see that in your dreams!

      ...and *cough* i'm sure there's alot of young fillies and colts that have had a few regular appearences of the sisters in... shall we say, Silly Situations!

      No wonder Luna's so reserved. Once you've been in a teenager's dreams, how could you be surprised by reality?

  9. Now that is the Draconequus Energy i'm aiming for!
    Good ol' ALF!

    ALF | Funny moments Season 1 - YouTube

  10. "I sure hope they are!" Whett Kindle had responded on their journey into town. "We all have, like, scars, man. Some more an obstacle than others, but you can't let that get in your way of living a life, finding a place ah peace, y'know? After all, you aren't the first one to run screaming from me!" There had been other attempts to come into town, sure. Often it was with the stray filly that wandered too far out of town on adventures and didn't really know how to calmly greet a new, larger stallion that had a tendency to literally explode or the odd off pony that didn't really cope well with sudden surprises from a stranger on the road. Whett would think better of that attempt to contact society at large and head back off into the wild again to stand under a nice waterfall (oddly, the nature of Equestria sure did have alot of pituresque waterfalls) and tell himself, repeatedly, that that was just a bad day for those involved, a mistake that wouldn't happen again. It didn't mean he was a monster for looking different, that he would not, would not, be like his parents and wreck things to such a point that a whole culture had to change just to get them to be Normal. So many nights alone with thoughts, quivering under waterfalls, headbutting trees to just think something other. He had to have a place somewheres. Where he was leaving sure wasn't normal. Surely Ponykind didn't always have to put magical mind dampeners on them just so they wouldn't drive themselves extinct. They must be doing something right, or they wouldn't have so many towns. "Can't worry! If anything happens, we'll burn that rubble when we get to it! .......... that, uh, was probably a poor choice of words, wasn't it?" Later, on arrival: The two stallions had come into town and were welcomed into the outside seating area of the diner as they were greeted by Alonsus. Coincidentally, Whett happened to sit upon one of the benches Alonsus had just been working on earlier that day. "Meat!! Why i've had a few before! MEAT, hah! Hardly worth the exercise to get, I'd say!" The kirin had said in a notably loud enough voice to carry towards other customers that might hold some mild worrying concerns and awkward glances over such words being said in a tone of voice given to somepony unused to being around others and using an "Indoor Voice." The bombastic reply carried a suspicious whiff of faint brimstone to Alonsus reminiscent more of inventors and those that play with matches. Hopefully the former, he would think. "I'M just so glad to meet you, man! Welcoming me to your place of business thingy! I've, like, NEVER been INSIDE a building before!!"
  11. Weeell, basically the whole "Oh yee great spirits from the beyond and elaborate thesaurus descriptions! Heed mine call to be top hobknob at the unicorn gala!" kind of shameal. Most summonings and pacts are just comedically wide open to specification in spite of what you'd think. And JUST TO BE CLEAR, LIKE, i'm TOTALLY not a demon or nothin. It's all spirt hoopla nonsense. It gets pretty vauge as you get up there, doncha know? I've spent alot of time trapped in orbs and staves and such. Happens when you're a energy battery for chaos magic.
  12. Whett Kindle the kirin would help his traveling companion up again off the road. With a pat on the back of reassurance, he would tell Cover Up "You, like, find yourself walking the path your hooves are on, right man? Please don't go chasing waterfalls, stick to the rivers and the lakes that you see. Like, if somepony out there looking for you, they'll be destined to cross your path; go chasing running water of guesses and you'll never be in the same place enough times to even find yourself, you get me, man?" It wasn't his strength to use words to get across to somepony. Any kirin and him in particular, knew that sometimes others weren't willing to listen to what you could say and he'd seen Cover Up get lost in memories a fair few times by now. Having too many thoughts to be able to get them out was something Whett could sympathize with and wasn't about to push someone to trot when he could lend a shoulder to lean on in a more calming walk. Also, he was hungry. And bored. Alot of emotions to sort through. Always so much noise, even when Whett was by himself, and having somepony by his side for a bit of the journey helped ease that too. As they headed off into town, he offered further inquiry as encouragement. "Let's go find that place, dude. Find this Joe and ask why he's slapping ponies. Man, this whole Town thing sounds crazier the more I hear about it!"
  13. In the Upper Echelons of the timeless entities known as Draconequui there is none so powerful as:

    Disco, Lord of DANCE!!!

    Many a dimension has tried to kill him, but he is irrepressible. Whole towns have been entranced to his Sick Moves!

  14. "Well, Kobold is close enough! No sense going around about it for hours, eh? We is, what we is, man~" Whett would see his traveling compatriot's shocked expression, and his face would wane in less than its jovial expression. In a lower, calmer voice, one from some experience of meditation, he'd say lowly to the other stallion. "...Nature does be loud sometimes. But that's okay, when sometimes things are too much. You can feel that slight breeze on your fur? The birdsong & movement of life around you...? That's where you are now. History is past." He'd calmly move forward, gently booping his snout to his. "... and you're okay. You are, where you are." Then he would turn to the farmpony and return to his cheerful, goofy tourist-pony tone. "That's what great about the Outdoors, yeah?!!? It's either Peace or Adventure! Hehee!"
  15. Whett Kindle might not always show it, but he worried alot. It is interwoven in Kirin culture to be aware of your feelings and one's inner balance does tend to be passed down or brought up among them often. Less so in Kindle's direct family however. Kindle tended to react to alot of things that might not seem to be happening to someone viewing him. Things said, things yet to be, just how loud that bird was singing and if it was doing so just to to annoy him because that so totally has happened before. Alot of the small glens he had stopped to bed down in in his travels had a tendency to be trampled from pacing and constant changing of sitting/fidgeting spots. He had a temperment that tended to flicker... and it just took small kindling to set a flame. "See? It's just a r- ... HeHe~ Haah... HAAH-!!" Foomph! It was like a cloudburst. A large cloud of air suddenly expanding way faster than normal as too much heat in far too small an area caught the air around it to disperse its heat. Enough to temporarily blind & deafen ears to a ringing tinnitus. Anypony used to being in the Great Outdoors for most their life are familiar with heat lightning which can happen on clear, sunny days or just simply the sparks two charged rainclouds can make if they're treated too roughly and happen to clash. It's often a fun trick Weatherpony pegasai will trick their friends with, just as much as it is a sign to respect the nature they work with. For the farmpony too, sudden loud sounds are a common enough when you spend every hour outdoors in all weathers. Especially when you've got pegasai somewheres overhead kicking clouds around. To a simple Country Horse's term, he would treat it as a hilarious surprise and "one Darn Huge Fart." To the sensitive, indoors, Artistic Type that Cover Up clearly was, it felt like a bomb just went off in front of him and he needed to check to see if his body was still in one piece! Like the backfire to a car's bad exhaust pipe, (though i know that analogy doesn't work here in Equestria...) a small circular area of area encapsulating just where the three had stood began clearing out a dissappating black, sooty smoke. The grass in the area would be blown back from a sudden, centralized burst of wind and stay there like that*, hats would surely be blown off, but other than a ruffled flush there would be no harm. The farmpony would get back up with a pleased guffaw, but what would baffle his fancy a bit more would be the heftier pony's sudden Quickchange. Sitting still in the same place he had sneezed from unharmed and lines of blown grass pointing at him with smoke clearing, Whett chuckled cheerfully. In spite having turned dark coal back, his hide much more smooth scaled black only accentuating his red mane fluttering in his own cool magical heat and the red horn, the only part unchanged of color, resting above his whited eyes. The Farmpony reacted with mild amused curiosity, it was hard to be scared of someone when they were oafishly sat on their flank like a foal and giggling apoligies. "*Fuh*, excuse me~ ... Shee? Is just a reaction!" Whett Kindle cutely rubbed his snoot with an obsidian forehoof. Kirins were not beings of subtlety. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @Blitz Boom @Sekel Kaltrop followed the rest inside the candy shop and the conversation Benny kept up. "That's how MY blood works anyway. Dragons blood boils at command. That's what all the other dragon kids said back at the craters we fought together in anyways." He said in much that tone a petulant little brother often used that sounded like an authority yet equally fully believing everything their told, especially if its been bragged about enough times like young, teenaged dragons tended to do. Benny would know the dragon culture's habit of young dragons having more to do in their own rebellious circles than their direct parents usually, and how that didn't much help perpetuate the Hotheaded stubborness dragons tended to have.
  16. Whett was mostly trotting alongside (in varying circles around Cover Up, really. It seemed this kirin could outrun him if it weren't for his attention span.) and stopped to stare at the other stallion with a wide-eyed blink as he talked. Scrunched in an expression of a thought as it occurred Whet responded. "You seem to be doin' a stutter man. Here, maybe there's something I can do to help you feel better around me." They'd stop their walk momentarily as the Kirin walked in front of him to cross over to the side of the road and stick his head into the wheat for a quick second. Which given the prior conversation about combustion would have made his host flinch for a bit, but he came away with no ill effect with a thin wheat stick complete with underdeveloped characteristic wheat poof on the end. Whett walked over silently to Cover Up, handed him the tiny strand then proceeded to take a step back and plop down on his hindquarters to wave Pinkishly at his travelling partner. "Here ya go! Now stick that in my nose, man! Give me a tickle!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @Sekel & Blitz "Pride is simply an awareness, I say. I simply occupy my own airspace. My own blood, is dragonblood. And as such, It does what I command it to do and it only ever boils when I want it to." Kaltrop said proudly. Then gave a blink with all the expression of intoning that he was pretty sure that's how that biology worked anyway.
  17. HECC YES. I Love lampposts. Like, i like to take pictures, give hugs to lamposts. They stand around, quietly, giving light to those who need it and asking for nothing in return. Because they inanimate. Or hugging trees, y'know? Showing intense appreciation for something is okay. My first car i spent alot of time in, because i'd be tired after work, too scared to go home yet and risk the drive back. I'd nap in the back of Baby Blue in some dark parking lot and she was my safety shell! Keeping in mind the fact that ancient roman culture had a whole ton of variety of classifications of what Love meant and I can't really say there's any reason to not show Love to anything and everything. Love is, after all, a far more vague a concept, yet it is none the less deeply felt.
  18. Uh, Why's the Forum background still Winter when its presently the middle of Summer?
     

     Somepony get Gummy outta that snowman. He cold-blooded, worried for the little guy!!

  19. I hear you, @Randimaxis. Past few years, alot of people have lost their jobs or elsewhile had severe changes in their life. It's always been hard for me too, to see through what else be going on in my life, but I do always fondly remember the times i've spent talking with you. Does my heart good to know you're still out there somewhere! I love hearing from you, what does happen! I still do keep the box & wrapping you mailed me, because all the effort & creativity & intent you put into it. You've been a fond friend! I ought send you a dm sometime on here again! Here's hoping you still find a little light & happiness where it does happen, lil' PandaAccess!
  20. Whett Kindle averted his eyes around in various places, skittish & avoidant as if suspicious but still excited as they continued walking into Ponyville. "Oh, well we are rather a rare species I have heard. Because doubtless we're not the best at, ah, surviving or building our own towns. But yeah... It's, like, an emotional flame really. More spiritual than elemental. It burns but not, like, in the same way fire-fire does, you know man? I never really looked much into myself as its a lot of shamanistic magic and natural balance stuff. Most my family wasn't all that big on actually conveying information & explaining things so much as just reacting. Been working on that whole balancing ya self stuff! Been hoofin' it around the world now to find & appreciate nature and connect with my surroundings. It really helps to take time to yourself... ...We there yet?" He would then snap his attention back to Cover Up in sudden, intent eye contact with a seeming crackle of sparks. The larger stallion might have had many things going for them to be intimidating, size or their incendiary coat of scales, but his tone of voice was jovial enough to sound like a lifetime of chasing goals. It was that odd, hardwired habit of snapping back in & out of intense focus that carried a sinister inclination. Like he wasn't the pony you trusted with anything breakable, explosive or any large, red, clearly labeled buttons. ______________________________________________________________ @Sekel & @Blitz Boom Kaltrop sat next to Dawn Streak on the front steps of the candy shop still where he was back on his haunches, catlike, and casually remarking on conversation. He regarded Dazzle's stance on her heritage. "Pah. Personality isn't anything to do with what species you are. Sure, I might have been raised in a society, I might not charge headfirst at challenges like most dragons do. I prefer to fly around things and take a good long look first & learn first. The way you think doesn't make you any more, or any less a part of whatever group you think you are. You own the place you make. I'm the best dragon because I say I am. " He would lean forward onto his front claws he had previously been gesturing with as usual, to strike a pose to show pride.
  21. I do love those little town-building games, especially when they're lower key on the whole forcing you to use special, rare currencies to goad you into online purchases. My Little Pony does have one, and it helps me get creative, thinking of it like a special Alternate Universe timeline to Equestria, one where I meddle, hehe! Twilight, having both demanded my presence and sat me down at a desk in her library, sternly addressing me: "...So. Because you, as you claim, 'got here late' you decided to use a Time Reversal spell and reset Equestria back before everything happened with me & my friends, decimating Ponyville and enshrouding the land in darkness under irremovable, overcast clouds." My fuzzy, noodle head wobbling in place, both eyes pointed at different walls. Ayup! Dat sounds about raght! Twilight, holding a hoof to her forehead. "...and you see nothing, whatsoever immorally wrong with this situation?" Huh-Nyope! ... "Well, You WILL be helping out with the rebuilding then." So! As added incentive, and to play on the part that she's now stuck back in her Nightmare Moon form, I have brought Luna in to playact the part of the villain as we doggidly reclaim our home! Luna, awkwardly: "Oh, do not worry subjects. I am fully in control of mine own facilities this time around, and I doth swear that this do be most cathartic for mine self. ...U-uhm. I mean. I hath brought-eth the calamity on you all ponies all! What with the bringing of the darkness and such of eternal...a-and such! Ha-HAH-ha." Your efforts to... um, enter dark patches of the land? By piling gems in specific areas? U-um... SHALL BE IN VAIN! HA-HA. ...I... I don't quite get how we undo the shadows." We pay the clouds to go away. "That doesn't make much sen-" Chaos Magic. "Ah. Right. Carry on then." So~! Since we need massive amounts of funds to rebuild, and the societal structures and all buildings of our culture have been decimated for unknown reasons, I have been enlisted to come up with teambuilding exercises to work together and earn bits! Through enough training of these fun little minigames, Celestia here will grant you *Maagical Wiiings!* to help clear out the magically dense clouds! Celestia, flatly: "It's a pretty basic spell, honestly. A parlor trick, frankly. But, uh, morale is important in these times." The amassed crowd of ponies, grumbling & unconvinced. And as added incentive, while you're up there, you can keep any of the special Bits i've made to float, inexplicably, up there! These babies are solid gold! Turns around and hoists up to show a two-foot wide, golden coin. Crowd of ponies breathes with excitement, now convinced to help. Canterlot too, has been decimated & enshrouded under dense clouds and a darkness too dark to even walk through. (though honestly, apart from not being able to walk in shadowy sections, that's the full extent of the magic clouds) With Canterlot decimated and the Changelings' cultural advancement of form "reset" Chrysalis launches a new assault on Canterlot by having changeling spys infiltrate as copies of citizens... often multiples of the same pony. In an effort to combat this & rebuild society, a new city planner has arisen to form a plan. An heir to a paving-stone & and roadmaker conglomerate, he has deigned that with tight boarders of shrubs, trees and other decorations, ponies will have to walk single-file, in orderly, easily monitored paths. Granted somewhat control over security to catch any suspicious acting citizens, Canterlot lies mainly under the neurotic, obsessive, orderly tyranny of this wormy, pale stallion by the name of Psy K. Path. "Stay! On! The PAAATH!!" "You just... hurdled over my hedges. That is... why would you... DOCKED WAAAGES!" "I saw that! You clipped my perfectly manicured cobblestone PATH with your fat, clumsy hoof! You know how many workers I pay to make those?! GUARDS! BEHEAD THEM! NOW!!" "Sir, we don't do that." "Well then, Whack them with something to see if they're a changeling spy! What do I pay you for?!!?" "Where are the wageslaves I contractually hired for my sedan chair?! What, No!! I will not allow *wheels* on my precious slate pavingstone roads! That's Changeling propaganda! You want the changelings to WIN do you?!!?" I do love the idea that numerous other characters are brought in, seemingly before they ever had their own role in the show or movies. Like Thumbsuck Dimmer! I mean, Sunset Shimmer! Where she never defected and absconded off to the human world, but got stuck in a dead-end pizza joint job and still kept an air of superiority and being naturally too good at the chores needed to rebuild society. She got too bored with the games ponies played to gain coins and put all her energy into being the best Pizza Joint manager there is. "Look, Kid. Ize can tell ya destined fa' dis job." Sunset: "But... My cutie mark is a solar eclipse. I'm clearly supposed to be a member of royalty, surpassing even Cel-" "Yeh, but youse yellow n' red. Ya a pizza mare. Ya want ya paycheck or what?" "Sigh... yes. .... twelve years of Magic theory & training..." "HAHA! You may have joined first and founded the way as employee worksmareship in this Pizzaria, Twilight Velvet! But I, through vigorous training, have surpassed you in all ways! The reign of pizza delivery to the members of Canterlot shall be ruled solely under my hoof! MWAHAHA!" "Oh, sure thing, honey. You let me know how I can help~" "...S-sorry. I, um, need to boost my confidence where I can." "Oh, i know dear." Pony Joe has gained more prominence now as a proprietor of a cafe to provide food & earn bits to pay off the clouds... and changeling attacks. His running gag is that he's just a simple workingstallion, and his personality & energy starts and ends at working a nice service job. Yet somehow, Pinkie Pie and most ponies insist that he's a high class Spy of espionage, adventure or any other form of kickflank Action Hero no matter how unwarranted the reputation of Do-Not Joe, the mysterious, hulking, hero behind the unassuming alter ego of a guy who just sells coffee & bagels. "Ah'm flattered. Really. Eat yer scone, boy. Pay me in tips if ya that impressed."
  22. Aye! That be the issue! Now I do love Rainbow Dash as the "Sporty One" but it's that she's *Too Detailed!* As I might have previously stated, A cutie mark can certainly come off as more detailed, being a symbol and I assume, more of a tatoo that can grow back. (Think the show's cannon has been uneven on that fact.) A pony's (and I state that as a living being on this dimension, rather than a real life horse) tail can come across as longer and more coarse to be able to hold stripes a bit better... But a mane can probably be at max, three colors. And i'm looking at Twilight Sparkle here for example. My suspension of disbelief can hold that your hair just naturally grows in a highlight like that. Kind of hip & punk for Twi that doesn't entirely go with her character, but its downplayed and easily missed. A Rainbow is eye-catching though. I do love rainbows, but aside from a pattern for a flag or banner it immediately becomes the dominant section of any picture or design. Especially since, realistically, her hair would blend together and give us a multicolored mess. Considering her character, she probably would keep it short enough to exercise and not make her sweaty any. So unless it was a Mohawk or Crewcut then I don't see how a 5-Color Mane could work. Though I am loving the mental image of Spiky-Haired Dashie, hehe
  23. Yee gods, no! Not the Sad Trixie Lullamoon emote!

    Nothin worse then seeing my favorite Loud Idiot feel down! Everyoen loves a Loud Idiot!

    :muffins:

     ... No, Ditzy Doo "Derpy" Hooves is a Quiet Idiot. Some might say that's even deadlier!

  24. Heya Rocky! How you doing?!

    1. TheRockARooster

      TheRockARooster

      Hi Widder, long time no see.

      I’m alright, how about you?

    2. Widdershins

      Widdershins

      Oh, trying to find friends and get back into the world now that things be openin' back up! The Usual~

  25. I adore the way you talk. Huge fan! Most concepts are, however, named for those that observe it. Which in turn, limits it and implies that there is only certain descriptions or happenstance for it. Like most concepts such as Loyalty, Solid Matter or most things you think of. Technically speaking, Nothing Exists. The fact you typed this, implies some sort of solid form of entity with which to press down keyboard buttons as that is the only way I know of the Internet to work. Which, in turn, implies there was some point in time where you began to exist or what can elsewise be attributed to as a "Birthday." So yes, You do have one. It might not be true or accurate entirely as to something as ephemeral as one's personality, which itself is something vastly dependant on many factors yet fluid and ever changing. But its still fun to do! No one said we did things just because they made sense!~*
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