It's that time of the year! Time to welcome yours truly~ The one and only male counterpart for the month!
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Brave Charger
Awesome effect change
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//honestly i just repurposed some files and rearranged them
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Damn. This looks sick.
Give me like, 2-3 weeks for my first few paychecks from my new job to come in, and I might throw a comission your way.
I am tempted <.< I'd love to see Silas in your style one day! (I'm terrible at doing male pony faces ;.; )
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January 24, 2026
Do you use Paypal? Also you show like Pepper scatch, how it might look like?
yes, i use paypal. I show the sketch first. when you're happy with sketch, then i take payment in full.
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He appreciates compliments or even jabby insults about his overall size, he finds them endearing. Though he shows the villagers a picture of his mother. "...You should see my mother, she's twice as bi... View More
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Seeing four or five or six people post RP and RP-adjacent posts made me want to do something with Arcana
And then I remembered why I piggyback off other people’s posts. After an hour of typing up a f... View More
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10/11
Oh for sure
I have a few drafts saved that way, but it’s just more evidence that drafts really wouldn’t help me if I could make them on the wall
I haven’t thought about my lore drafts for nearly a year
I totally don't have like 1-3 in-site lore blog drafts and a dozen saved up in .txt documents, none of which will ever get finished, I don't know what you're talking about.
But yes, I absolutely feel this!!! Sometimes you just have to let things flow, even if the product is something you feel is su... View More
Yet my creative bone is made from the same material Zane is made from for some reason. (As the Titanium Ninja ofc)
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January 30, 2026
"perfect" is the enemy of "done"
the world is a better place if you create.
as we in the biz say: fuck it we ball
simply commit to posting a thing that you're not super happy with. the point of an RP site isn't to share polished works of art. it's escapism. it's improv!! one time in my hs drama club, I took a whole bite out of a wheel of gum during a bit. it still haunts me. but other times I had fun and was pr... View More
also: looks like most people are making their own RP posts instead of interacting, so piggybacking is probably an entirely valid solution c:
//Ok I'm Actually Curious about what you mean by this Wheel of gum. Was it like a Spinning wheel that you spin and take a bite of gum or a wheel Covered in gum ???
You know, I post stuff like this, I’m not sure why? People are going to give me advice, and it’s helpful, but… I don’t have anything to say to it? So I just end up giving likes and saying practically nothing and feeling wierd about it
I've tried to get into RP, but opportunities never really came along...
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January 30, 2026
Here in CA, you can make the opportunities! :D You can even drop a random scene on your own profile to get random scenarios going. x)
I make my drafts in the friendship letters, then copy & paste them over to a wall post.
That seems to be a common issue with creative types, actually. Too much creativity on one side and then the harsh criticism of a perfectionist mind on the other.
"Your survival depends on worms. How do you justify your hubris?" Mirror glares at a miniscule gap between brambles in the wall of vegetation before her. Although there is a patch where they thin, try... View More
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Given that the forest is where his small business, home and family is located nowadays, the Arabian horse KIND of observed her from a distance, not at her in specific but the suspicious evidence from gnaws on the brambles.
He was in the area picking up all the poisonous mushrooms he could find out,... View More
Maxh would then rub his chin in thoughts about her question on utilization of poisonous or venomous concoctions, with a lot of HMMM'S he'll sit there before remembering better applications or times he had to use it. As he said, he's more on the muscle side of things, the scars on his body shows up t... View More
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16 hours ago
She considers his statements. Quiet reclaims its territory for a time as she attempts to collect her thoughts through the fog of drowsiness. A moment or two passes, and then she pushes herself back to a standing position - clearly with much effort. Her limbs refuse to cooperate without straining in ... View More
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13 hours ago
When the Arabian observed the path now closed up, at least he knows that a little bit of cursed poison can do the trick just fine, whether it's in the same area or somewhere else at least it works. "No matter! it's not like I've never been trapped in a more magical area before, we'll get out of here... View More
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13 hours ago
It might have been simpler, but Mirror does not have the aura of someone who would respond positively to being picked up, nor is her frame particularly conducive to it. She's quite a bit taller than a typical Equestrian unicorn. Sturdier hooves, too, built more like they're meant for work on rocky o... View More
They truly didn't want us to move, alas, he's no stopping force and more than once Maxh will simply snap the out-growing vines or branches that attempt to grab at them, he'll offer a leg so it could purposely wrap around the war horse's limbs, so he can snap them with a single forward movement, leav... View More
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If she had thought to bring her wings on this outing, Icy’d be gone the moment she heard a voice. There shouldn’t be ponies out here, that’s why she comes! Even the emotions of others don’t reach this place! But now there’s a pony, and something’s… off, about her piece of isolation, and she doesn’t ... View More
The closer she gets, the quieter everything else becomes. A creeping stillness encircles the woods; only the trees seem to feel, save for the intensity of the single pony questioning incessantly quiet plant matter. Drowsiness clings to and drips from the world within the brambles like thick honey.
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January 30, 2026
As the emotions of the critters and creatures of the forest fade, the snowy mare begins to block them out more actively. Whatever magic is at work here- and it is clearly magic, she has no doubt- she doesn’t want to give it more than one direct access point to her mind. Especially without knowing wh... View More
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January 30, 2026
Ahead lies in wait the murky forest, shrowded in dark and sleep. Each step closer brings on a little more fatigue. Drawing close to where brambles tangle across nearly every point of access, like a fortress wall, makes it easier to keep one's eyes shut for the sheer drowsiness tugging at their lids.... View More
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16 hours ago
She is, perhaps, more susceptible to a spell of sleep than most. Her unusual nature lets her feel others, for sure, but it works on herself as well. Thankfully, she also knows her mind better than most. The desire to simply form a soft bed of snow and lie down, give up, sleep… Is foreign. Is fought ... View More
Soft as it is, Mirror still balks at the sound of a voice. She considers leaving instead of responding. Maybe the stranger will turn back without an answer. Maybe caution will keep her out of danger.
Or maybe she has already come too close for that, and departing will condemn an unknowing passerby ... View More
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13 hours ago
A Certain pony Was Clearly having a Much harder time Navigating through the forest Whilst Trying not to step on any Bugs, Entomophobia Freaking sucks! But She persisted, She was hoping to take notes on Anything within the forest For She was Focused on her single goal... Documenting every type of Mag... View More
Luckily Flem had this in common with the mare, She was HORRIBLE at Socialization, Especially back as a filly, She had to use a whiteboard to communicate due to her horrid Shyness, She'd smile to the mare "N-Nono, I'm no-" As soon as she tried walking on her Sprained Haw a intense pain shot through h... View More
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13 hours ago
Mirror winces slightly in a sympathetic response she can't particularly help. Glancing over the injury from where she stands suggests it can't be much worse than a sprain, especially since the stranger had been able to stand and walk at all, even painfully. That is some comfort; no magic will be nec... View More
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9 hours ago
Andromeda did what she suggested, Before looking at it and Noticing that her fur was Turning red... Uh oh. "Guess that is a yes!?" She said now panicking like crazy, This was very Common for Flem, with Thoughts such but not limited to [ Am I gonna hafta Cut it off!?, WOULD THAT MEAN I GOTTA USE A PE... View More
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8 hours ago
Okay, so maybe she'd underestimated the likelihood of anxiety. Mirror observes the increasingly frantic expression on the stranger's face. Accordingly, she adopts a particularly calm and gentle tone, learned from treating a particularly highly-strung elderly pony.
"Let's get you off your hooves, al... View More
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6 hours ago
Well This pony WAS Mostly pony, Keyword being mostly, But She'd Accept the Help, Sure she COULD'VE Hovered over to the moss but with a Panicking mind She might've accidentally erased half the Forest.
She Wobbled over to the patch of Moss, She was surprised how Comfy moss felt, Maybe those ponies w... View More
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6 hours ago
As much as things changed, they also stayed the same. Spirit didn't know how long it had been since she'd seen Mirror. She didn't know why she even left in the first in place, really. Just that leaving without warning was something she was very to good to at.
She wasn't sure that she'd even find th... View More
It caught Mirror a little off guard to have her captivity so immediately understood. Spirit had always been good at catching her off guard - or, she refused to acknowledge, at lowering her guard. It had been what made the other witch something of a threat. Mirror avoided blinking in the hope of prev... View More
Spirit knew things. Curses. Beliefs. Faefolk promises. She was somewhat of an expert, even. If she didn't pick up on the clues, she'd be a failure of an adventurer. It was clear, in her mind. This forest loved her. It protected her like it would protect its own heart. In what would pass as a mind, i... View More
She really should have argued. Her heart fluttered nervously in her chest instead.
Mirror took another small involuntary step forward, closer to Spirit. In sharp contrast to the other witch's rising nerves, she felt the first rising sense of hope she had since the forest had started to shut itself... View More
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10 hours ago
Danger was something that Spirit was no stranger to. She'd been away from it for a bit, as of late. Her life had taken her to different, stranger paths to walk on. But danger was somewhere she always felt comfortable. Deep down she knew this would be dangerous. She knew that she'd be risking her lif... View More
An honest answer, yet no explanation. Mirror was missing too many pieces to understand the puzzle that was Spirit Weaver, even if she weren't half ready to collapse into the nearest soft surface for sleep. She could not rationalize their encounters in any simple way, not then, not now. She didn't un... View More
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