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Pretty quick doodle, 'bout an hour of work. Hadn't drawn Vinyl in a bit!
He's ready to repair everything breaking down in the ship!
The landfill was always in Gilda's nightmares, waiting to pull her down and swallow her into an endless ocean of junk and broken machines.
Some anthro practice with a fire-twi cyberpunk thing I made a few months ago.
Rummaging around old spaceship wrecks can prove to be dangerous!
A moment together, late at night.
The last thing Gilda expected when she took that contract was to meet Dash again. She hesitated, the pegasus didn't. "Leave my friends alone."
Wanted to draw a snake!
Sometimes she dreamed that the lights of the city would go out so that she could reach the stars. Then she would wake up.