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The Mr. and Mrs., new for 2013by ~brainstormboy

Digital Art / Vector / Fantasy

Made in Pony Creator, all credit goes to the designer.

Both ponies are (c) of me. From left to right, a husband/wife duo named Back Story (an author), and Cyan Mist (a weather pegasus).

Cutie Marks, from left or right is an ink well and a quill, while Cyan's is a trio of daisies (she has a garden).

*BlueSky07 Jan 22, 2013

Back Story! Cool name

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~brainstormboy Jan 26, 2013

Yep, I liked that better.

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*BlueSky07 Jan 28, 2013

It makes me think that maybe he'd be good at investigation... finding out the story behind the story, or what led up to an event.

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~brainstormboy Jan 29, 2013

That'd be cool.

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~Obsessor0fThings Jan 21, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

They look like they're younger.

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~brainstormboy Jan 22, 2013

Hmmm. I never thought of that.

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~Obsessor0fThings Jan 22, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

^^

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~Meilingkwok Jan 20, 2013 Student Traditional Artist

that's so cute!!! :3

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~brainstormboy Jan 20, 2013

Thanks.

I've had these guys for a couple years, but I deleted my last account.

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