BrainedBySaucepans

I knew there was a reason I did all my drawing in Flash... If you're still taking requests, could you please draw my OC Prof. Ashen Smirk absorbed in his research? Here's a link to my RP app: http://www.canterlot.com/topic/10903-professor-ashen-smirk-final/

Hey, love your artistic style, and I'd be honoured if you'd draw my OC, Professor Ashen Smirk. So far, all the pics I have of him feature his ever-present grin, but if you were to skim-read my app (I don't expect you to actually go through the whole thing, unless you enjoy my somewhat rambling prose), you'd see that in the past he used to be a bit more... volatile. With that in mind, I'd love to see what you can come up with for an angry/grumpy Professor Smirk. I just hope there are still slots left...

As Nemmy said, it's very gratifying to see more British bronies here If you want to specifically say hi, to other brits, here is a good place to do so.

Nice list; the names I recognise pretty much ensure that I'll check out the ones I don't.

He's wearing rouge? It's not very obvious... wait. Did you perchance mean... rogue?

Would he be asking if he did?

Thankfully, the younger pony seemed to have forgiven Ashen for his lapse in memory, and even tried to casually drop his own name into the conversation. Ashen was even prepared to forgive the doctor for failing to do so in a natural way. [colour=#008080]There’s enough awkward on this side of the conversation that I really shouldn’t be judgemental of that sort of thing. [/colour]He automatically pushed the name out of his head as unimportant, before suddenly realising that this was wasting an opportunity to practice being approachable... but it was too late. The name was gone. Fortunately the other pony was still talking, so Ashen had some time to try and remember it… [colour=#ff6666]“My parents retired a couple years ago, so I now run the Canterlot Army Historical Society. I’ve spent much time relocating our stuff to a spot that can actually hold a modest-sized museum, exhibits and all. Everything’s been… heh heh… chaotic, but all things considered, the Society’s doing great!”[/colour] A memory surfaced at this, a young and hopelessly naïve colt (the professor considered his students to be colts or fillies until they demonstrated some sign of maturity, as of yet none had) with an adolescent obsession with the glories of the military-industrial complex… but no name. [colour=#008080]Blasted memory, earn your keep![/colour] [colour=#ff6666]“So Professor, how do you plan on getting around in Aquellia? You do realize that the only way of travelling anywhere in Griffon cities is by flying, right?”[/colour] And now a former student was mocking him. Fantastic. But then he had quite walked into that one; he had no real plans to visit Aquellia, just a vague desire… what in Equestria had possessed him to blurt that out? [colour=#008080]“Oh, I hadn’t really thought that far ahead. I just thought I might stop by, since I have a month before I am expected to assume my role as a member of the Stalliongrad faculty. You do have a point though Doctor… Span… a mind with a knowledge of military affairs as rich as yours would be the one to spot that flaw. After all, knowledge of the terrain is a key element of strategy.”[/colour] [colour=#008080]Hah! Any foal could see that problem a mile off. Still, better to flatter him.[/colour] Professor Smirk’s mouth trailed off as he tried to think of a way to advance the conversation, and his eyes came to the rescue of their stricken comrade. A telltale flash of a blue-grey feather ahead of Doctor Tale in the queue revealed the presence of a somewhat diminutive Griffon. Ashen gestured to the creature and continued. [colour=#008080]“Well, since there is a Griffon with us in this august assemblage, I may as well...”[/colour] But before he could get any further, a bouncing ball of pink energy oscillated its way up the line, stopping right in front of the object of Ashen’s attention. On closer inspection, it proved to be a young mare, positively bubbling with sheer energy, and whose face was adorned with a grin even wider than the professor’s. As he watched in stunned astonishment, the pony proceeded to loudly proclaim her excitement to find a “teensy-weensy” griffon in the line. Even to Ashen’s untrained eye the griffon’s displeasure at this was clear, and he decided to intervene before the effervescent pink pony was mauled, catching the tail end of the Griffon’s introduction as he stepped forward. [colour=#008080]“Good day, young Razor,” [/colour]the whole remembering names thing was starting to stick. [colour=#008080]“I’m sorry to butt in on your conversation, but I was just chatting with Doctor Pin here, and a topic has come up which I feel could benefit from your input.”[/colour] He turned to face the indelicate mare and continued. [colour=#008080]“Please accept my profuse apologies for the interruption, miss…?”[/colour] [colour=#008080]Right, keep this up, Ashen, and soon you’ll know three names. Hers, plus Razor’s and Doctor Flail’s…[/colour]

I'm afraid so. What did I miss?

Has anyone ever told you that putting a question mark at the end out a statement doesn't automatically make it a question?

Are you saying that there are forums out there that don't have threads devoted to aubergines?

So, I actually looked at twitter for the first time in months. First thing I see? Aubergine avatar...