I guess this is my “contribution” to “Pride Month” or whatever. An excuse to draw my OCs.
Stratagem: So, what do you think? We lookin’ good?
Desert Night: I’m not sure… The creatures I work with are dead, they don’t need to be blind as well.
Trophus: This is pointless. Unlike you two, I can precisely control every minute detail of each and every cell in my body, I don’t get cold, I don’t need clothes.
Stratagem: This isn’t about keeping warm, mate…
Trophus: Don’t you ‘mate’ me, pony! We haven’t even met yet!
Stratagem: Shush, this isn’t canon anyway.
Trophus: Continue my comic, you lazy piece of…
Desert Night: Strat, are you wearing a rainbow colored tail wrap?
Stratagem: Oh, you noticed? Pretty cool, huh?
Desert Night: Yea, I’m leaving…
Trophus: …only three pages in! I’m not even reformed yet! I shouldn’t even be here like this!
Trophus the Changeling, Stratagem the Pegasus and Desert Night the Unicorn belong to me. OCs, Donut Steel, yada yada.