forgetfulscorner:
I’m the luckiest fuckin’ gal at the prom~
((oh god this took me too long to finish and I screwed up Flickerswifts colors AHHHHHHHH))
Don’t worry Cursie, I’ll make sure we have a good time. Oh and by the way, you’ve got it backwards, I’m the lucky one, here! that’s gotta be the prettiest dress I’ve ever seen! <3
The absolute worst things in the world.
Collecting For The Cause
Manehattan, late evening.
The young cream-colored unicorn stood underneath the pale gaslight of the Manehattan streetlamp as she glanced up and down the sidewalk for what seemed like the hundredth time that evening. She sighed as she shivered in the thin coat she was wearing over her torso… it wasn’t the sort of weather to be out dressed like she was (which was to say, not very) but in her line of work you couldn’t really stand around in a scarf and parka. Not if you wanted the stallions to notice you at least. She reached back with her mouth to pull at a delicate fishnet stocking that was threatening to slip down her rear leg again, and in so doing she inspected the “cutie mark” that adorned her flank. A pair of pink cherries. Not her real one of course, a little fur dye and a decal had seen to that. It wouldn’t do for something so identifiable to be visible to her clients.
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Finally some answers?
*huff-huff* *pant*
…*click, tak-taktak-*
FS: Hey, tumblr. I’ve just been assaulted by my old crime-underworld supervisor, in my own home. I don’t know what’s going on, but i’m going to make this post an audio one for posterity, in case the shit hits the fan. I’d use a webcam, but I honestly never expected to need to use one.
Well, anyway, here’s a quick lil’ rundown of what’s up. I’ll make it quick, since I want to get to interrogating Mr. Green here. I moved away from Manehattan to get away from some bad people. This pony, who I have tied up behind me, is one of them. In fact, he was my ‘supervisor’, for lack of a better word. All i know is that I needed to move packages where he told me, and when. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be as safe from his boss, and his boss’s little ‘corporation’. But. whatever, that’s not what I’m concerned about right nnhnggh… be right back, I need some asprin.
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)(OOC)( Figured I’d update my picture with something other than Pony Creator fare. Awesome picture drawn by Yawg. He’s an an incredible guy and a really good artist.
http://yawg07.tumblr.com/ Go here for his arts and his aweosmeness.
http://sbfo7.tumblr.com/ Oh, here too. Same guy. Give him follows, because he is just a really cool artist guy :D
((OOC)) Edited my last post, also, yeah, MLC Chubbies are awesome
Whiplash
Dusk was falling over 4488 Oak Leaf Road as two pegasi trotted along the quiet, deserted street on the edge of Ponyville. Crickets chirped their night songs and fireflies seemed to wake up along the edges of the road as the two friends and co-workers approached the building in which one of them resided. They were the only ones to be seen for blocks around, Ponyville being the old-fashioned, rural kind of town that it was. Shops had long since closed, and many were turning in for sleep, or just preferring to stay indoors as night started to fall. Anypony who wanted to follow somepony and eavesdrop would probably picked this time of say to do it.
“Well, that was fun, wasn’t it!” Chirped the grey, blond-maned pegasus. She hopped about excitedly, despite the late hour, her bespeckled flank wiggling excitedly. “I told you we wouldn’t have any problems at the bowling alley, I don’t know why you got so worked up when we got there.”
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Vinyl Scratch: Good morning Equestria! I’m Vinyl Scratch!
Octavia: Good morning, Equestria. Octavia here.
VS: It’s looking like Princess Celestia is going give us another beautiful day here on ‘The Vinyl Scratch’ (don’t forget, still the best, and only radio show anywhere!), and we have a special guest today. Why don’t you introduce him, Octy?
O: Yes, well, it seems we have a gentleman here who’s speaking for a group of ponies who want to make things, as he puts it- ‘a little fairer for the common pony’. He calls his group the ‘Equestrian Equine Equality Group’. He wants to remain anonymous, though.
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