Wooooow, @askheartandviolet. There has most certainly been a misunderstanding, though. I was joking about the weapon thing. I didn’t think anypony claiming to be a warrior would be foalish enough to bring a weapon in a one-on-one against a unicorn. Even in a spar, where I’m supposed to go easy on you, that’d be far too
unrealistic. But I guess that’s what happens when you remain
close-minded to other fighting styles in your own blind overconfidence. Pardon the crude visual aids.
And this is just me and my limited magic. A more gifted unicorn would probably magnetize your claws to your armor so you couldn’t even stand up!
This is the entire reason why no division of the Equestrian Guard employs armed patrols!
The use of weaponry in civilized combat is as archaic and backwards as
your notions of training! The whole reason we’d spar hoof-to-hoof would
be to give you the advantage! You’re faster, probably have more experience, and I hope would be in better shape.
And you can have the advantage because I don’t mind losing! Winning only reinforces what you already know. Losing is how you learn what to do different next time. I would have thought that to be a millennia old concept. But hey, you grew up sheltered and unexposed, and that’s not your fault. But remaining that way is.
Oh, and you can forget about the spar. You’re clearly beneath me. Even holding back I’d probably hurt you.
Oh my Celestia! You should draw your human OC with my human OC doing-... I don't know, human stuff! Like... Oh! Like driving a speed boat!
sexxi-bbz:
i dont even know what ur human OC loOKS LIKE, YOU NER—…omfg do u mean that re-color of that one actor. i s2g lyra.
no lol, human OC time is over. the joke’s already old, im so sorry.

I’m not gonna ask how. I’m just wondering why.
artfulkur:


Pesadilla: Aw yeah, what what! Bark with me if you are my dog, woof woof!
Kur: …What?
Pesadilla: That’s what you’re supposed to say in music, right? I heard it on the radio! Gah, why’s it so windy in here??
Grace Note: WILLYOUTAKEYOURSEATALREADY?? Ugh… Blues, close that window. Class it about to begin.
(( Off to Music! Featuring Jazzy Blues, Lyra, Octavia, Vynal, and the lovely Grace Note~ this is me being productive, yay! :D;;;;; ))
Only the best version of the song.
I wonder if they’ll notice me… I brought my lyre and everything!

Look! It’s me! Boxing Lyra!
I made this battle pose to go with this music track as part of my one year tumblrversary!
I didn’t get to bed till 5 in the morning because I was working on this drawing. I know it’s not that great, but I’m pretty proud of it! I only had a picture of a human boxer to reference the pose, so I did the best I could with my mind’s eye.
Yes, the animation is weak, but it just didn’t look right as a single frame. Boxers don’t stand still!
As I’m sitting here typing this up. The thought occurred to me that it sort of looks like a pokemon sprite. What do you think (question mark)?
Might want to change your password, Madam Melodrama. (Animated)


By having a smile. Also by having good posture, sitting in the front row, doing volunteer work, getting exercise, and practicing extensive hygiene.
B: See? I like this guy.
Lyra Edit: Real cute, B.

What’s wrong?
I just don’t understand things sometimes…
Gilda, I thought we got along so well because at the end of the day, we both knew the score. We didn’t choose to grow up in hardship, we survived it. But offering to let Sweetie Belle borrow such a horrible story? That’s not okay. That’s not okay for any child, but especially not Sweetie Belle. How could you even consider that?
You couldn’t possibly want anypony to grow up through the nightmares we had to endure, could you? But Sweetie Belle of all fillies? That… disgusts me… She’s already been exposed to one horror after another. That little story could have thrown her over the edge. It took several messages to get the point across to her, what if I’d stopped after the first? What if that had been the last straw for both her and Scootaloo?
And you’re not going to understand where this coming from. Or why it’s such a big deal. It’s just going to look like I’m ranting about nothing. I want you to understand, but at the same time I don’t want you, or anypony to know. Bon-Bon’s the only one I’ve ever told, and only because I had to; we’re living together. I try everyday to ignore it, but it’s the deepest scar I have. I try to pretend it’s normal, that it’s nothing, but it’s everywhere and I know it’s not.
I don’t want anypony to become like me… And if you knew everything… Deep down I pray that you wouldn’t want that either… I try to protect children from the harshest realities, the ones they don’t have to ever see. Failing that, to at least help them cope with what they’ve experienced. I’m not asking you to help me, but please don’t go against me here.


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Am I still ‘cool’, everypony? Am I still 'awesome’?
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I’m going to bed…


Thank you!

You’re welcome!

Hold that thought.

Really? I figured you didn’t like it. I’ll keep that in mind! Hold that thought on the drawing.

Here you go! Spellcasting!


I’ve drawn a wave gif 3 times, and this one looks the worst.
Admittedly, though, I spent the least amount of time on it. Kinda sleepy.