Silver Note

@Nightfall Gloam Alright, I finished the sketch. Sorry for the weird lighting and bad quality; I’m at a friend’s house.

@Nightfall Gloam Alright, I'll be drawing your OC next. It's getting late for me, so I'll start the sketch tomorrow. I'll show you the sketch when I finish it, you can tell me if I need to change anything, and then I'll outline and color.

@Twisted Cyclone Okay, I finished! Hope you like it.

@Twisted Cyclone Alright, I finished the sketch! Let me know if I should change anything.

@Twisted Cyclone Alright, I'll be drawing your OC next! I'll let you know when I finish the sketch. You can let me know if I need to change anything, then I'll move onto outlining and coloring.

@Capper Alright, finished!

@Capper Alright, I'll start to outline and color!

@Capper I finished the sketch; sorry for the long wait. Let me know if I should change anything.

DĺA ROSETTA LINNERI Well... okay then. Día Rosetta blinked, surprised. The captain -- or Sonic -- was skilled in masking her emotions. She had also appeared to know everything she was thinking. No wonder Rosetta had had a hard time reading her. Looked as if she had competition. She didn’t have to worry about this usually, but she hadn’t accounted for the fact that everyone’s senses on this transport would be doubled. Hecking demons. Are you sure she can’t hear what we’re saying? How should I know? Myrath was always the wild card. Myrath? Who the hay is Myrath? Myrath was the toughest of all of us. He kept us all together. No wonder he chose to be captain. Heck, so now there’s an ‘us?’ Linneri avoided the question. Okay, change of plans, then. I know about Demolition, but I don’t know anything about the other weapons the people around us have. Supersonic and Myrath knows what they’re doing, so we’ll follow their lead. You should be able to use your wings to get over the wall. It's been awhile since I last used gas bombs, so I’ll refresh my brain on those. I think they’re the ones… Rosetta sighed, tuning Lineri’s chatter out of her brain. She may be inside of her brain, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t ignore her. “Alright, Sonic.” She smiled, hiding her confusion. If Sonic could detect when she was speaking with Linneri, she would be able to read her emotions easily. She would have to give this her best effort. “A mission sounds great.” Dang it, she sounded like a complete idiot. Rosetta headed back to her seat, embarrassed. She hadn’t been this bad at her cutie mark talent since a few years ago. Día Rosetta shuddered. She didn’t want to think about any of that. Any of what? Shut up, Linneri. This is your fault. Can’t you just read my mind anyway? I can’t read what’s in your brain, per se. Your memories are stored as images. I can’t tell exactly what’s happening in the memory you referenced. It’s foggy, as if you want to forget it. Rosetta scowled. I do, idiot. Linneri paused. Where did your cutie mark go… STOP LOOKING AT MY MEMORY. Linneri went silent. Rosetta was done with her, anyway. She had other things to focus on. Like staying sane.

Hello! Do you think you could make one of these for my character Día Rosetta? Her coat is purple, but it's hard to see in the picture. Is it alright if I pick a pose that's not in the gallery? Thanks!

Might as well post here. I sound like a frikin' 8 year old, but I swear I'm thirteen (which is still pretty young). I felt like singing a song by twenty one pilots, so... hurrah. I hope the video actually works. IMG_0275.MOV

I'm only in middle school, so who hecking knows where we're all going to go once high school hits us in the face, but my friends and I generally refer to ourselves as the ‘crazy ones.’ We’re a mix of all the outcasts, so we really don’t care what people think of us. We just do whatever and hang out. No problems with trying to be ‘popular.’ We all think those people are too self centered and all that. It's pretty fun.

DĺA ROSETTA LINNERI Día Rosetta listened in on the two yellow pony’s conversation, curious as to what she would be doing in a few hours. She had decided she liked the bat girl, but she didn’t know about the captain. She seemed grumpy. Actually, both of them seemed boring. You’re just going to silently criticize them the whole time? I could do it out loud, if you wanted, Día Rosetta answered sarcastically. Now shut up, I need to hear this. As do I. Then I can get an idea of what to prepare you for. Towards the back? She does realize we have to have close range and maximum maneuverability. The sniper also won’t do any damage to those vehicles compared to the sticky bombs... Well, not my fault she’s not as intelligent as a frikin’ filly. Should I apologize for my age? If Linneri could have rolled her eyes, she would have. Great, now even you don’t like me. I didn’t say that. Día Rosetta decided she was done with the conversation. She shifted her weight until she was at the perfect angle. She could still see the two ponies, but it didn’t look like a creepy eavesdropping stalker. The captain -- Linneri had told Rosetta her name was Supersonic -- was hard to read. She was an introvert for sure. Usually that meant lower expectations, but this gal had the bar set pretty high. Dang. What are you doing? Observing. And what do you mean by that? You’ll see. Rosetta turned her attention back to the ponies. Supersonic was fairly professional. Día Rosetta wouldn’t bother giving her a nickname. Captain was best, most likely. Or Captain Supersonic. No, too much of a moulthful. Just Captian. ...Why do all these details matter, exactly? Rosetta ignored her. She couldn’t lose her train of thought. The bat pony seemed a bit awkward. She would know what she was doing once they got to battle, but conversation seemed to be a weak point. Exact opposite of Rosetta. She seemed pretty simple, to put it lightly. Normal military persona. She would be easy to interact with. The captain was still a point of concern. It would be best to interact and see what cards she was dealt. Getting up, Rosetta headed towards the captian. “Excuse me, Captian,” Día Rosetta said. Not too formal, not too casual. “I’m Día Rosetta, the Demolision Expert. May I speak with you?” Supersonic nodded. “I couldn’t help but listen to your conversation. Wouldn’t it be best if the I were towards the front of the group? Most of my weapons require close range.” She mentally patted herself on the back. No stumbling. That’s good. Now she would just have to wait and see how the rest went.

@KrazyDashie Alright, I finished! I couldn't get the hair color just right, but I did my best. Enjoy! @Capper Alright, you're OC is the next one I'll be working on. I'll show you the sketch when I finish, you can tell me if I need to make changes, and then I'll finalize.

No problem; I was at a Thanksgiving dinner. I'll start on the finishing touches and show it to you soon!

@Nightfall Gloam It will be a little while until I get to drawing your OC since you're the fourth person in line, but I'll try to be quick.

@KrazyDashie Alright, I finished the sketch. Sorry for the bad quality. I'm at someone else's house for Thanksgiving. Let me know if I should change anything. If not, I'll start outlining and coloring!