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Violent action calls for hot colours. Prompt asked for "beating time", I complied. In hindsight, a pony beating a drum would have fit the bill. A chest mounted kick drum with see-saw top-mounted drum sticks. The heart of rock 'n' roll.

Head crabs. Head crabs are the reason Maretime Bay has so few ponies in it. Head crabs have been harvesting earth ponies for hundreds of years. Now it's Hitch's turn. He knows too much.

To get the darkness for this nightime event, I took the negative switcheroo route again. I used shades of cerulean blue to get shades of orange in the finished image.

Pony on a Journeigh LP. Can you guess which one?

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So!

In lieu of ACTUAL content, a story reading!

And Aragon told me that Scribbler apparently is a Big Deal on the reader circuit. And on top of that, apparently her patreon people voted for -my- story in particular (without any bribery on my part, honest!) so ... like, I guess this is just more evidence that I am Best At Pony(tm).

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My very first attempt at an #ASMR #asmrroleplay video is now live!

A bad day leads you to seek refuge in a small café where you meet a talkative and friendly barista.

Original script was written by LupinScripts. Audio and editing are by me!

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To sleep. Perchance, to dream. A white background is the only option in The Scribbler, unless you switch it to negative in some other image editor after you save it. That's what I did. In the darkness, we all float on OK.

On display at the Canterlot Cultural Hippology Museum, the bones of the All Mare. The line of ponies waiting their turn to see her stretches around the corner and down the street.

Horse in the fire. Based on a vague memory of the back side of the cover of the 1967 Songs of Leonard Cohen album.

The Day 3 gallery is up, so here's what I whipped up for "pony who's full of it, pony wants to go out". Or something like that. It was yesterday, I've moved on to the next prompt.

Pony attempting to scrape the bottom of a barrel while straddling it to keep it from rolling away. We're about halfway through and Calpain is running out of ideas for "art" prompts. I got art prompts for ya right here:

i: Draw a pony portrait / draw a pony standing / relaxing
ii: Draw a pony rubbing her nose / ponies rubbing noses / a pony rubbing hooves together

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As the party burbles and rumbles in the other room, one pony slips a sinister liquid into the punch.

I solved the missing ponies problem of Maretime Bay. It's head crabs. You're welcome!

What I can't fathom is what triggers the "read more" cuts in this "blog" thing.

Pony Puddle.

Grady twins. The Shining. Blood red colour. Day 7, they ask for pony giving birth to a fawn while on top another pony. That will be difficult. I sleep now.

Achieved! Above and beyond the hurdle. It's not day eleven yet, it's a Makeup Day. So either I draw nothing, or I draw makeup. Decisions, decisions.

G5 unicorn in G4 style, transformed in ZeFrank's Scribbler and white areas filled with colour in MS Paint.

It's the Swamp 'Quine! Don't even think of draining this swamp.