I...had a nightmare a week ago, a pretty disturbing one.
I haven't watched a zombie film in a very long time, the last one being Shaun of The Dead, a favourite of mine that I haven't seen since a few months. The dream I'm about to tell you about freaked me out, and I'm pretty freaked about it right now as I write this. As a matter of fact, this is a topic I'm scared about all together as a whole, a fear. Makes sense it's illustrated through my nightmares, doesn't it?
Heya! I'm not dead! I needed a break from my disseration, so I decided to come up with a bit about the Smooze from Splintered Sky.
Splintered Sky isn't dead. I swear. I'm going to get back to it once I have the time to focus on something other than getting this PhD done.
Anyhow, here's Nitor's version of the unstoppable purple blob monster.
The Smooze
Origin:
Who liked my colour work?
Well, as in my stories, brace yourself for a mood whiplash because here's how Marephistallion looks in one of many pony forms.
"Ah Princess Laurelore the Firsticorn...What an honour...I imagine you must be most distressed at the plight of your ponies in this dark time...But not to worry...I'm sure we can come to some sort of...deal"
It's a long one.
So to keep you chaps on your toes, here's some more Nightmare Fuel!
Enjoy!
The touch of the Weeping Alicorn was always cold.
The Doctor had faced them time and again, each time suffering heavy losses he never found easy recovering.
He had been glad he’d rendered them unable to venture to the present day last time they’d crossed, trapped in their own timeline they’d dread his return as much as he would dread theirs.
The pic for my next story...
So back in September I went looking for an artist to commission the nightmare scene from The Secret of Ponyville, and it took a while, but I found someone. I was promptly put on a waiting list, and ended up missing the Halloween deadline I'd hoped for (lesson learned, these things take time).
However, three months later, here is the completed art piece of Rarity's nightmare from Chapter 3 of The Secret of Ponyville
~We are such happy flowers
We will now sing for hours
Aren't we unbearably cute?
Watch me solo on this flute.
Sent a tweet off to Mr. Ingram, asking if he's responsible for the raging fit of laughter I experienced at those 20 seconds of hilarity.
Also hats off to Peter New on his performance as the sunflowers, and finally getting that promotion to Princess.
Warning; This picture is a scary one.
In the interests of my followers, I'm going to include a gap so that only those who click on this blog box will actually see it.
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Okay, hopefully that's enough gap.
Here we go.
Something for the Nightmare Fuel Station, hopefully.
The date is set. Put on your gown, bring your best shoes, and prepare, my friends.
Shit's about to get cray cray! Even clowns are excited for the return of At the End!
Wow!
Believe me when I say this was unintentional. And yet...
Just look at them!
I didn't change anything, I just coloured it!
I took the image and coloured it and they look like bucking Liches!