- I'm on a roll~ :D Except, I really gotta get those artist spots open. o3o So, this is the last one for a few. Maybe. xD
This time, I used this palette.
{More About Merp}
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Fuzzy Mugwump's Name:
Merp, because Merp works.
Fuzzy Mugwump's Gender:
Female:3
Why Do You Want This FMW?:
I love her colour palette. I was going to wait for a blueish female FMW, but this one just strikes me as feminine. Any future kits would be adorable!
Story/Poem/Art: (I really want to see art of this one. Stories and Poems are optional.)
Can't do art:(
But, I can do a Shakespearian sonnet! These, my dear, are difficult:3
The unicorn and the butterfly are
Forever combined with creations tool
The unicorns took a bet way too far
The 'corns talked to a little yellow stool
Who slyly created a potion of
Making the unicorns poop butterflies
They had to gallop to a rainbow cuff
And had to tell the baby unicorns lies
To come with them to get eaten up live
To give the poor butterflies their colour
They galloped to a special little hive
And the butterflies began to pass for'
And that is why unicorns but'fly poop
You, my friend, have now received the scoop
I raised my head, and blinked at the creature in front of me. It was... ugly. It had no fur on its face, and its hooves were pinkish and grabby. I shied away, snorting anxiously. It pulled out a really long, thick hair that had a loop at the end.
I decided to move away, closer to my Woola. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw it following me. I picked up the pace, almost at a gallop-but it was still following me. I dashed into my Woola, startling them.
The thing stopped, frustrated. It settled on a rock, a distance away.
Grazing on the blue grasses, I kept an eye on it.
As I stretched my short little neck to grab a fruit from a nearby tree, I heard a twig snap. I admit, I panicked. I ran away as fast as I could, calling an alarm. My whole Woola stampeded. Later, we formed a protective circle, and slept through the night....
A few weeks later, there were more of them. We called them Twilundiums. Once we got over the initial shock, they were easier to live with, but we still pointedly ignored them and stayed away. They all had those long, thick hairs-and we soon discovered why.
I was eating some bright, magenta berries when I saw one approaching me. I moved away, and it followed me. It started swinging the hair in circles, above it's head. To me, it really looked stupid. It's like chasing your tail. But more... Primitive, more dumb. I watched it, it was too ridiculous to ignore. Suddenly, it threw the loop. It landed squarely on my neck, and it dragged me in and bound my hooves.
WIP, this story is fun
I really would draw if I could, but I can't.