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Doodle Dump #1Alright! So I've calculated that from 9AM (now) to 6PM today I will (try to) upload 1 Deviation every hour, and 1 Doodle Dump at 9AM (now), 12PM, and 3PM. Then we should be all caught up to the present. These dumps (lol) will contain 3-4 doodles each, with short descriptions. On a regular schedule I'm hoping to do a doodle dump every Tuesday night. Regular Deviations should come up whenever I draw them, so let's get this underway, shall we?
First off, we have a sketch of my Guild Wars! This was anatomy practice for me. Really proud with how he turned out. For those wondering, he was a Ritualist from the Factions expansion (some further details to those who understand: Elite Kurzick Armor with a Grenth visage. Both dyed red. Looks so freaking cool in game).
For those who are interested, I used this tutorial http://foervraengd.deviantart.com/art/UNDERSTANDING-ANATOMY-part-I-220251993 and all subsequent parts to get started on learning how to draw proportionate body parts. Still haven't m
Married and then... whoa, Deviousness?!Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
What a month I'm having!
Oh Hai, I'm Mrs Pringle
On the 23rd of May, I married my best friend, Paul. We've known each other for near 7 years, been together as a couple for over 4 years, lived together for about 3.5 years, engaged for 1.5 years... and now we're Pathfinder > United! It was an absolutely awesome day, with loads of magenta pink, black and white... no I didn't wear a magenta pink dress, but I did have bright pink curly hair! I'm sure I'll get a wedding photo up at some point
I Gots a Little More Devious Than Usual
We went off on honeymoon to Zakynthos, Greece from the 26th of May and I decided since I've checked my work e-mails and social media every day for the past 3-4 years, I'm not taking the laptop.
Well, kinda regretting that now! I got a message on my Facebook by the awesome Ikue that a surprise awaited me on my return... and fuck me backwards with a chainsaw,
Spike at Your Service told entirely in rhymeWe begin with Twilight's books off the shelves,
Stacked to the ceiling, they number in the twelves.
Spike looks and ponders how long reading will take,
When Twilight tells him he should go on a break.
The idea of a break gives spike a great pause,
But soon enough he's sniffing his own smelly claws.
We then hear the start of our ungulated cartoon,
Before Spike soon decides to ride in a balloon.
He finds out quickly that the rope is not taut,
For it doesn't take much force to untie the knot.
In order to catch it Spike takes to the skies,
But upon catching up on its own course it flies.
It lands in the forest with Spike in a fix,
As he's soon assailed by wolves made of sticks.
He's backed into a corner, wolves ready to attack,
When who should appear but our brave Applejack?
She bucks a few rocks at one lupine brute,
Before running for her life, wolves in hot pursuit.
While they're chasing AJ their numbers start dwindling,
And with a few fancy moves she turns them into kindling!
Is it possible to UNimprove as an artist?So I've just been looking around dA for the past few years... and I have occasionally found this strange phenomenon where participants in the "Draw This Again" meme seem to be unimproving.
Like... the original work looks way better than the newer version! Did they just not read the labels right? Did they drastically change their style and attempt it again? It's rather perplexing.
Is it just a matter of my own taste? Does anybody else notice this?
Or do people simply fall out of practice? Or actually unimprove?
I won't put any examples up, because I feel that would be rather heartless to single out someone on account of this weird happening.
What do you guys think?
Shipping and Handling Chap. 12" And the next thing I knew, the spaceponies were on top of me! They captured me with their immobilizing ion ray, hoisted me on to their mysterious whirring spaceship, and strapped me to a table! I had to just lie there while they probed me with their-"
"Watt," Cloudcover interrupted. "By any chance, are you making this up as you go along?"
"Well, yeah," Watt said. "But I really did get abducted by spaceponies one time! It's just, instead of spiriting me away to their ship and performing horrific experiments, we just went out and got pizza and saw a movie. But c'mon, what kind of freaky science fiction story can I make out of that?"
Cloudcover had no response, so instead he changed the subject.
"Oh look Watt, we're here."
The sun was already ducking behind the horizon as the two stallions once again trotted up to the door of Equestria Speedy Shipping Services. A note was tacked to the outside.
Shipping and Handling Chap. 11Tick. Tick. Tick.
It was strangely quiet in the employee lounge at Equestria Speedy Shipping Services. The only sounds were the ticking of the wall clock, and the low, vibrating hum emitting from Watt, as was normal for him when he was actually sitting still. Glow and Cloudcover had already been sent on assignment, and, more worryingly, Ditzy hadn't shown up yet at all.
Breeze glanced once again at the clock. "Where in Equestria is Ditzy?" he asked absently to Watt. "She's been a little late before, but she should have been here over an hour ago."
"Maybe she's taking the day off," Watt suggested.
Breeze frowned. "Maybe. But I think she would have told me yesterday if she was planning to take vacation today."
Watt squinted, thinking hard. "Maybe she got abducted by spaceponies, then?"
Breeze stared blankly at his coworker, who apparently was under the impression that spaceponies wer
Shipping and Handling Chap. 8Dinky Doo trotted back and forth in front of Twist, like a military sergeant addressing a private.
"Alright, Twist, let's go over it one more time. I know we can figure out what's going on."
Twist sighed and flipped back to the first page of the notebook yet again. "Dinky, are you sure we're not just on a wild goose chase?"
"Yes, I'm sure!" Dinky replied, pounding her front hooves for emphasis. "My mom's hiding something; that much is obvious. You and I need to find out what it is."
Twist rubbed her chin with a hoof for a moment as she thought. "You know, Dinky, usually parents have a good reason for doing what they do. Even if you're right, and your mom really is keeping something from you, maybe it's for the best that it stays that way. Did you consider that?"
Dinky's gaze fell. "I I did think that," she said softly. "That's why I've been feigning ignorance, even though it'
Shipping and Handling Ch. 13Dinky Doo wasn't sure what to feel. For one thing, she was kind of afraid of the unicorn standing only a few feet away, constantly barking threats and insults even while the magic held her down.
On the other hoof, she wasn't listening to half of what the malicious mare said anyway, because she was too busy being proud and amazed at herself for suddenly being able to perform a true spell; she'd never even attempted such a thing before, and now here she was, locked in a paralyzing face-off with a unicorn with far greater age and experience.
But in that same vein came a large dollop of confusion. Why, exactly, was she able to do what she was doing right now, with no prior experience? Not only had she replicated her first spell, but she was able to use that knowledge to analyze Glow and produce a whole new spell.
Dinky wasn't stupid; it was pretty obvious that this kind of thing didn't happen to normal fillies.
What are you doing, wondering about that?
Just so I have it where I can see it always.Brb. Currently in a diabetes-induced coma.
Credits to motbob (on reddit here http://www.reddit.com/r/mylittlepony/comments/13th0w/i_had_to_edit_everything_but_it_loops_so_help_me/) for looping this work of art! Get in there and upvote that post to the heavens.
On a Pinkie-related note: Just today and tomorrow to vote for guest ponies! If you haven't gotten a vote in yet, be sure to drop a comment! http://undead-niklos.deviantart.com/#/d5m20vm
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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