Abysmal Hex

Suddenly, as if struck from behind by a bludgeon, Violet turned towards her father, eyes watering up... "Rude!?" She blurted out in disgust.... "Atleast I had the decency to properly introduce myself with my name, and also had the decency to wait for that one mare back at Carousel Boutique to introduce herself!" She started hyperventilating, when she finally summoned up enough to plee for her mother. "Mommy!" She cried. Violet then sprinted ahead leaving Nightfall and Mighty behind , balling in tears as she blindly rushed ahead, when suddenly she accidently ran right into the same mare whom she had just spoken of. "Oooof!" She grunted as she toppled on backward, lying on the floor from the moment, and recovering from the sudden impact. Startled and surprised to see the mare again from Carousel Boutique, Violet bowed her head low in apology, and was suddenly glad to see her again. "It's...it's you again!" Violet mentioned with a hint of relief. "The one with the really cool rings around your left hoof!"

"Hmph..." Violet snorted underneath her breath, then sighed explosively... She then bowed her head in apology to Mighty, without saying a word, then turned, resuming her journey to her way to school. Violet had plenty of things in mind, but didn't bother to voice her opinion. She paused along the way, and turned to her father, clearing her throat. "We should probably hurry along father..." Then turning her head towards Mighty with her eyes closed and her face upright in a stuck up, prominent manner, "...Afterall...I wouldn't want to be late for my first day of school" She said tersely, whipping her head back towards the her intended destination. "Hmph!"

She was about to reply when suddenly the Old stallion appeared out of nowhere. As he greeted them both, Violet was about to reply as well, but was cut short. They spoke, and slowly, Violet's resentment for the ghastly old hoot was beginning to get the best of her. She ran up behind the old stallion and bucked his hind leg, right around the splint bone. She then back flipped and in front of Nightfall shielding him. "First off..." Violet began, containing her rising voice, "...who the heck are you?" she asked. "We don't just talk to any stranger that strolls right up to us and start a chit chat ya'know..." Violet announced. "State your name, or else..." Violet gritted her teeth, scrutinizing the old geezer...

I don't know who you are but permission to stir up just a little bit of trouble with a light kick to your OC by a filly? Nothing harmful really, just to your splint bone region.

Positive that the mare didn't hear her, Violet shrugged and continued after Nightfall as they made their way to her new school. On their trip inward towards the central plaza, Violet began to notice just how alive the town can quickly become. Distinguised however, to her left she noticed a white pegasus, whom she would later find out is Wildcard, exit his house, and strolling along his way with no clear destination. Far ahead of her she could easily spot Sugarcube Corner, watching as a pony, unknowingly known as Lavender around town, left the front doors and evidently returning someplace. She then decided to break the silence her and her father had going for awhile. "Hey daddy, would it be okay if you picked up a early morning brunchin at the Sugarcube Corner before we finally arrive at school?" she asked, despite the fact they already had breakfast, she then added, "I mean I know we already ate and all but I already worked up an appetite just keeping up with you." She grinned. "It must be nice having long legs..." She muttered. "I can't wait to grow up!"

"...But dad, we didn't get her name!" She replied, "...we should've atleast asked her name..." Violet protested as she struggled to keep up. Violet turned her head to the sadden mare as she turned away, and began walking barely hearing her farewell. "It was a real pleasure meeting you too!" Violet shouted, then added, "What's your name!?" as she quickly turned around to face the leaving the mare. However was unsure if the mare heard her or not...

Violet greeted the pony with a curtsy and extending a hoof. "Hiya! I'm Violet!" The young filly announced. She then inhaled a long deep breath, when suddenly... A hail storm of questions blurred from her tiny mouth, as she zipped from spot to spot around the mare. "Are you a friend of Rarity!?" "What were you upset about!?" "Did you see any specials inside!? "Those a really cool rings you have on your left hoof!" "Do they come in purple!?" "Who is the other pony in there with you!?" "Is she friendly!?" ... She began to slow down... ... "How's Rarity doing!?" "I really like your mane!" "Where's Opalescence?" "Can I have a discount?" "Are you a natural dark mane?" "What does your cutie mark mean?" "Wait..." ...She paused... ... "Five hundred bits for this hat!?" She suddenly stopped at the display.... "Hold on..." She quickly turned about and trotted back to the mare. "What's your name?..." She cocked an eyebrow, studying the mysterious mare.

I meant if you had bought the ticket, you could have taken it here, in Ponyville. If Vinyl had allowed us to take the train, we could have easily arranged a possible window.

I really wish one of you would atleast message me about it, and ask me to change it atleast, I didn't get no notification on anything until just stopping in here to read this thread.

Ok, I'm about to open a possible window of interaction with Derpina and Otcavia's Cello OC. Also, it was a good attempt Motion to interact with you in the train scene, but Vinyl Blade opted out of the train idea and you didn't buy the ticket! Lol, we'll try again soon though.

"Oh kay mommy, I will!" Violet responded as she scooped up the Fleetfoot doll to bring along. She waved her mother good bye before exiting the residency and falling in beside Nightfall as they made their way to her new school she would soon be attending. She occasionally looked up, watching Nightfall, as she would try to keep pace with him. Violet couldn't help but gander at all of the interesting shops along the way through town, not quite at the center yet where the famed town hall was located. The morning was very crisp, and serene, as the fauna of the land came to life with their songs. At this point, they were coming past the famed Carousel Boutique, trimmed and styled as gorgeous as the dresses and gowns that were displayed within the window casings on the ponikins. Violet rushed to one of the windows, hooves pawing at a Gainsborough hat that was trimmed in various velvety black and maroon colors. "Tis quite lovely daddy..." Violet stated, mesmerized by the size and beauty of the clothing article that laid before her eyes. She noticed several ponies within, speaking to one another...Rarity was hidden somewhere and couldn't be seen from Violets angle, but two were speaking with eachother, one slightly distressed and the other with a worried look in her eyes. "I wonder what's going on in there daddy..." She asked openly to Nightfall, then she asked, "Can we go in and look around perhaps?" "I would love to look at all of the lovely hats inside." She then stood on her hind legs, resting her small hooves against Nightfalls right leg. "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee...?" She begged, as she stared imploringly into Nightfall's eyes

Violet listened with a blank expression, dripping milk on the table top along with her Fleetfoot doll. Flabbergasted by her mothers comment, she turned away, hunching over the plush Wonderbolt, whispering. "There there...Don't cry Fleetfoot..." she said, stroking the doll's mane. "I'll save some for you." Violet then added as she cuddled with it a moment longer, before laying it beside her flank and resumed eating. Listening in the conversation at hand, Violet munched on her cereal, exchanging glances at one another, speaking of obtaining a job, family income and such. Upon finishing her portion, making sure to leave a little milk sloshing within the bowl, Violet snuck it away and sat it beside her doll. "There you go Fleetfoot!" Violet patted the doll on the head. "You gotta drink it all up to continue being strong!" She cheered. She then hurried to gather her saddle bag, prepping and getting ready for her first school day. The young Violet rushed out into the opening, and before her father and mother. "I'm ready!" She exclaimed. "Are we going to take the train again?..." Violet paused, then asked, "...Or is the school close to Ponyville?" She again, began to swag her tail in a very inpatient manner, with an upbeat, cheerful optimism.

Hey, if you need help with detailing, ask me, Dizzy always does Hmm, haven't role played with you before, but if you're coming in as a young colt, there'll be several open opportunities for us to interact.

"Ewwwwwww...." Violet shuddered, and started to return to the table. Looking back to what looked like her mother Vinyl pitting her snout into Nightfall's ear, whispering, Violet stuck her tongue out in disgust. Instead of hopping back on the chair, Violet sped past it, galloping into the living area. There, she bound to her cozy corner of the room, leaping onto the edge of her toy box. She retrieved a plush Wonderbolt Fleetfoot doll and threw it on her back, before jetting her way back to the dining room. Taking the tight corner, Violet can be seen bounding back to the table, eager to join both her parents. Violet launched the Plush Fleetfoot doll up into the air and onto the table, before finally propping herself back onto the chair to join. She scooted the doll closer to her, manipulating it as if it were alive. Together, Violet and plush Fleetfoot inspected the content, inside the bowl. "Do you think it's safe?" she quietly asked the doll, then muttering out through the side of her mouth, she began to voice for Fleetfoot. "Have no fear Violet, so long as I'm here, you'll always be safe!" Violet toyed the doll inside the bowl, dipping the snout into the milk and back out again. "It tastes safe to me, let's eat!". Violet grinned with a squeak and in unison with her doll, they plopped their snouts into the milk.

Violet raced to the table, eagerly climbing abroad a nearby chair fluttering her wings to help boost her upward. She hesitated to start eating upon noticing her father at the doorway. She was about to speak when her mother, Vinyl Blade joined Nightfall. Instead of eating, she hopped off and onto the floor, racing to her father, grasping ahold of one of his hind legs, looking imploringly into Nightfall's eyes. "Daddy? Won't you eat with us? The food is getting cold..." She paused...realizing that the meal itself was served cold...but then added, "It's getting soggy..." She started to whimper, exchanging glances at both Vinyl Blade and Nightfall. Her tail swagged back and forth, eagerly awaiting for their response.

I'm sorry I didn't get back to you sooner. I couldn't find a reference for her tail feathers, but I'm confident you can nail it perfectly. Thank you!

Whoa wowy! By far one of the best vectored OCs I've ever seen!!! and I don't say that too often, but your color scheme combos really set a adorable winning atmosphere! Great job!

Haha, actually I wanted to rp as Multigear, but I can try the gay pony if you like. Who knows, so long as you follow up with finally making my oc, I might make a pretty gay rper LOL

Hey sis, you probbably should mention why he is the way he is...I remember you telling me about him, but I can't remember it all XD

Whoa, pretty fancy stuff, I'm really digging your digital art bit, but if you're doing the traditional, I have no doubt that it'll still be perfect This isn't my OC, but I've been meaning to surprise my sis with something for her, would you mind doing one of her OC Violet Spiral? She hand drew it herself, and I think you might be able to find a better definition about her second tail of feather bit on her bio somewhere, I'll see if I can drum it out.

Whoa....dayuuum you got the kiss deal going on pretty well, but what is rule 63? I never heard of it. I should really just google this instead of waiting for an answer lool

Pretty well done! I like Vinyl scratch and think you did really goood. maybe add more text or concentration of smaller text to balance out more of her color

I'm not gonna lie these almost have an oriental touch to these, like pictures of samurais waging war on paper type stuff, if that makes any sense. Good job though! Better than my art.