
You are now D.V.S.. You have just woken up to find the toy that you were practically choking to death last night out of your grip, currently standing in front of you.
[In the words of
kalethegod &
theconflicted]
D.V.S.(you) awake, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you notice Twilight is missing from your grasp. “T-Twilight?” You call out, your voice a bit hoarse, blinking your eyes trying to get a good look at your surroundings, finding nothing but an amass of purple squeakyness in front of you.*
You can smell a plate of fine eggs, well prepared waffles with strawberry syrup, and a glass of orange juice. “Good morning, master~” Twilight sang. She stands up straight, about a pony and a half taller than normal, a big shiny purple balloon wearing a much, much too tiny maid’s outfit that squeezes the top of her a bit too tightly. She smiles warmly. “How are *hiccup* you this morning?”
-What do?
Words by
kalethegod and
theconflicted
[I didn't necessarily get permission to use these words. If there's something wrong with that, please let me know.]
D.V.S. ©
kalethegod
Rubber Twilight concept. By
theconflicted
[In the words of


D.V.S.(you) awake, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you notice Twilight is missing from your grasp. “T-Twilight?” You call out, your voice a bit hoarse, blinking your eyes trying to get a good look at your surroundings, finding nothing but an amass of purple squeakyness in front of you.*
You can smell a plate of fine eggs, well prepared waffles with strawberry syrup, and a glass of orange juice. “Good morning, master~” Twilight sang. She stands up straight, about a pony and a half taller than normal, a big shiny purple balloon wearing a much, much too tiny maid’s outfit that squeezes the top of her a bit too tightly. She smiles warmly. “How are *hiccup* you this morning?”
-What do?
Words by


[I didn't necessarily get permission to use these words. If there's something wrong with that, please let me know.]
D.V.S. ©

Rubber Twilight concept. By

Category Artwork (Traditional) / Inflation
Species Horse
Size 1000 x 1280px
File Size 178.6 kB
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D.V.S.(you) awake, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you notice Twilight is missing from your grasp. “T-Twilight?” You call out, your voice a bit hoarse, blinking your eyes trying to get a good look at your surroundings, finding nothing but an amass of purple squeakyness in front of you.*
You can smell a plate of fine eggs, well prepared waffles with strawberry syrup, and a glass of orange juice. “Good morning, master~” Twilight sang. She stands up straight, about a pony and a half taller than normal, a big shiny purple balloon wearing a much, much too tiny maid’s outfit that squeezes the top of her a bit too tightly. She smiles warmly. “How are *hiccup* you this morning?”
-What do?
Where did these come from?
You can smell a plate of fine eggs, well prepared waffles with strawberry syrup, and a glass of orange juice. “Good morning, master~” Twilight sang. She stands up straight, about a pony and a half taller than normal, a big shiny purple balloon wearing a much, much too tiny maid’s outfit that squeezes the top of her a bit too tightly. She smiles warmly. “How are *hiccup* you this morning?”
-What do?
Where did these come from?
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