| Artist | Lierre [gallery] |
| Time spent | 11 minutes |
| Drawing sessions | 1 |
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*hears a yowl* tanglepaw runs to it.
Scribble ran back inside the apartment where she was staying and zoomed back up the stairs and grabbed her bag. In it where all her supplies as a reporter- a tape recorder, a pencil, and a small notebook. She slung it over her shoulder and ran down the stairs again. She went out the door again in search for a pony she could interview. "A reporter always knows the news first hand." she said to herself. She hoped she wasn't the only one missing a cutie mark. Maybe she was just seeing things. She shrugged and slowed to a walk.

bolt ;; wrote:You know... I believe that we are long-lost siblings.
I have learned almost exactly the same things that you have, including MLP FiM, art, fursonas, writing, roleplaying, and maturity.
This is rather scary. I must go and sit in that corner over there and think for a bit.
o.o

Lierre wrote:bolt ;; wrote:You know... I believe that we are long-lost siblings.
I have learned almost exactly the same things that you have, including MLP FiM, art, fursonas, writing, roleplaying, and maturity.
This is rather scary. I must go and sit in that corner over there and think for a bit.
o.o
0_0 Woah. Freaky. The ones you mentioned are probably the ones that are the most important to me. ^^
kestrel. wrote:Lierre wrote:bolt ;; wrote:You know... I believe that we are long-lost siblings.
I have learned almost exactly the same things that you have, including MLP FiM, art, fursonas, writing, roleplaying, and maturity.
This is rather scary. I must go and sit in that corner over there and think for a bit.
o.o
0_0 Woah. Freaky. The ones you mentioned are probably the ones that are the most important to me. ^^xD
Well... This is rather odd. o3o"










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