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Audrey Pony!

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This design isn't final and I don't know if I'll actually use her for anything, but this is a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic version of Audrey. Her name is Sugar Kick!

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<3 Viktor, just for the crack of it

(I don't know their gender, which seems fitting. Got Mama's teeth, freckles, and curls. Got Papa's(?) eyes, hair color, and face shape.)

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Have a kid with Audrey

Send me a <3 and a muse of yours and I'll draw what the offspring of them and Audrey might look like. (Even if we've never interacted, send a muse if you'd like to see! Who knows? We might start interacting this way! Or just a fun experiment!)

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Going to be away from the computer for a few days while I go to a con with my friend! I'll have my smart phone, but I'm not sure how active I'll be. I probably won't be able to roleplay here until I'm back at my computer.

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Audrey Davis is in your computer!

They are (select all that apply):exploring your files | downloading malware (on purpose) | downloading malware (mistakenly) | making memes | streaming on twitch | running your tumblr | playing your video games (well) | playing your video games (badly) | buying things (helpful) | buying things (malicious) | fixing bugs | causing bugs | browsing the web | browsing the dark web | reading their own police file | online dating | looking at cute animal pictures

tagged by @sanguine-salvation

tagging @red-rad-and-rod ; anyone who wants to!

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Audrey probably should have sensed something horribly wrong with that smile, but the redhead merely assumed the other was delirious.

"Please, let me help you."

She placed one of their arms around her shoulder, ready to help the poor soul get somewhere safe.

"I'm sorry I don't know my way around yet, but I can get you to my place. You can rest and we'll figure out if you need the hospital."

She turned and guided them towards her home.

"I would call an ambulance, but our health system is… well, it could be better. I don't want to put you in debt."

Ow.

That one put up a fight. A goon of one of the local crime lords, and not a small fry by any means, it turned out. Maybe ex-military. But they still managed. They panted in desperation, trying to catch their breath, the act of salvation washed over them in suffocating, horrible bliss. Or that could have also been their burning lungs. Either or. Pain ebbed up their stomach from the fresh mark, and blood spilled and pooled in the edges of their scant clothing. The fresh speckles of pre-bruising under their right eye made it clear their orbital bone took a slug of a hit and would look a thousand times worse soon enough.

They looked awful. It was no wonder a zombie’s worried voice trailed into their ears from only a little ways away, followed promptly by panicked footfalls.

“Ha-ah…?” Oh, words, those weren’t working yet. But they still meet her gaze with icy blue eyes framed in smeared blood. Oh, the poor thing. She was word about them when she was the one rotting from the inside out. They turned to face her more, took a step, and nearly fell as their legs protested having to move so damned soon.

“I’m so… so very fine… my dear…” And despite all appearances saying otherwise, their face still brightened with a soft, somehow wrong little smile. Where was their knife, they must’ve dropped it. Oh well, they had more. They pawed blindly at their hip, trying to find where to grab.

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Bloody Wrong

As a majorly freckled redhead with short curly hair and an athletic physique standing at a height of six feet and two inches, Audrey had a tendency to stand out.

This was particularly true in Gotham City, her new home.

Not only did she have her unique physicality, but her sunny disposition was a bit uncommon for those in such a glum setting.

Even if she wasn't your typical Gothamite, Audrey was doing her best to integrate into the city. This meant learning her way around and seeing what was within walking distance of her home.

She was a big walker, after all.

It was during one of her exploratory walks that she spotted someone covered in blood.

"Oh my gosh!" the redhead yelped, making her way closer instead of running away. "Are you okay?!" @sanguine-salvation

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Sketches of my rabbit OC, Trevor.

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"Is this another prank?" Spike asked as he cocked his head.

"If not, maybe you could try being nice and respectful to it and see if it stops. Like, apologize for what you two did. If I was a toilet, I'd want a little respect for what I have to do."

"DUDE! You totally just SAVED MEEE! " Rigby shook out his soggy bangs.

"True, I guess I only really keep pranking myself...you win." Spike could rest his mind on that, at least for NOW. It was bad enough they were both soaked. Even Rigby wouldn't prank someone with sewer water!

He plopped to the ground, tilting his head to the side.

"I guess we need to have a little CHAT." Hopefully Spike would be open-minded!

"Mordecai and I had a tantrum yesterday 'cus we're stuck on toilet duty. We broke the handle off one of the toilets. Then I chucked my soda at one. Weird stuff happens here ALL the time so I guess our 'negative energy' brought it to life or some CRAP. At least, that's probably how Skips would explain it!"

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"GRAAHHH!!!"

Spike roared as he continued to punch. It hurt, but Rigby was in danger! With the damage he'd managed with his punches and the force of the water inside, Spike was able to rip the door off its hinges. As the filthy water rushed out, he stood his ground against the force of it all and yanked the little raccoon out of the flood. "You okay?! Oh, by the way, that was hot cocoa. You pranked yourself because I was planning to share it with you." He was about to carry Rigby back to the house for a shower and rest, but soon remembered something. "...What was that about the toilet having teeth?"

"DUUUUDE. HURRY UP!" Rigby has definitely never tried forcefully destroying door hinges with his knuckles, but he guessed it might take a while, and that terrified him.

"THE TOILET HAS TEETH NOW. SIIIICK." Wasn't there a horror movie about this?!

"How is this room even HOLDING WATER?!" Rigby was swimming now. "AW GROSS. Spike! If I don't make it out. I just wanna tell you...I was the one who dumped salt in your coffee! It was just a prank! Like the bug! Remember?!"

Little raccoon hands pressed up against the top of the door.

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The mega mutt's ears perked up at the sound of Rigby's scream.

"Rigby!!!" Spike put his ear to the door and heard the sound of rapidly rushing water. At this rate, Rigby would drown! "Don't worry, buddy! I'll getcha out!" He tried the door knob to no avail and there were no keys in sight! Seemed he didn't have much choice here. Ripping off his shirt to wrap around his hand, he began to punch the hinges of the door.

"SPIIIKE!" Rigby backed up against the wall in the public park restrooms. "GET ME OUTTA HERE!!"

He'd been working, sorta, stuck on toilet duty, when suddenly the toilet started TALKING. It blasted Rigby with nasty water before proceeding to fill the room with it, the object attempting to drown him. The door locked on its own, sealing him inside. Spike was nearby, and the strongest guy he knew!

If Rigby survived this...Spike would need to get the talk that weird stuff like this was a REGULAR occurrence.

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More Regular Show Spike!

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Spike was certainly surprised to see Rigby helping him, but knew better than to point it out.

...Though maybe Rigby would feel better if Spike acted like he really needed his help.

"Being big has its advantages, but clunky fingers isn't one of them. Think you can screw in this little part right here? Your hands are just the right size!"

"AHH HAH! SO I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE!"

Rigby is feeling absolutely triumphant. "I'll do us both a favor and not play it. It was a good song though. You know. BACK in the day."

Picking out a pop song Eileen showed him that sorta had an 80's touch to it, slowly, Rigby actually started working.

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Spike decided against responding to Rigby's assertion. He figured the raccoon was insecure or something.

"Aw, man! Summerime Lovin' is such an earworm! If you play it, it's bound to be stuck in my head for a week!"

Rigby rolled his eyes. Almost nothing was more annoying than this newbie tooting his own horn. "OH YEAH? ANYONE can build a HOUSE," he retorted, fur ruffling along his back.

Though the raccoon blinked in surprise at the offer to pick music. "You like tunes?" Rigby pinched his chin, a test coming to mind. "How d'you feel about the Summertime Lovin' song?"

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"Yeah, Rigby. It's me. I'm the turd." He grabbed the manual from Rigby and flipped it open. "And no. I may be dumb, but I can read and follow instructions. I help build houses. I live in a house I helped build. I can handle this." Spike reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, opening up his music app and handing it to Rigby. "Since you helped me, you wanna pick the tunes?" He did want to reward Rigby for good behavior... even if it was outweighed by bad behavior.

"OKAY OKAY you don't have to be a TURD about it!" Rigby huffed. No need to get THE BOSS involved!

"Just so you know, I was totally fine up there! I didn't need you getting me down." Denial. Well, the second part. The first part was true. He would snatch any opportunity not to work. He was doing fine!

"Here's the stinkin' manual." Rigby's butt was facing Spike, tail whipped around in the air, as he dug around at the button of a smaller box, reaching inside and fished out a booklet. "I hate reading. So. If you say you're dumb, should I call for backup?"