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Hello, everypony! Feel free to ask me questions here, I shall try my best to answer them.


(Anon hate is stupid. If you don’t like how a character’s portrayed, unfollow the blog instead of attacking the mun. Do you feel joy out of angering people, out of making them upset for how they choose to play their muse?

Back. Off.

No one has to listen to you. 

It’s the mun’s choice if they wanna have their blog as canon as possible or turn it into some AU blog. 

They aren’t gonna change it for your amusement.)

((Out of fabric: And sometimes the mun can’t help the way they play their muse; indeed, sometimes the muse plays the mun! I should know, Rarity’s surprised me many times, and I feel as though I know her like the back of my hoof hand.))

Ponyville again? Elise shrugged it off; she'd been here before and was keen to explore the rest. With a human body she stood out but she wasn't any taller than anyone else, so wandering into Rarity's shop was easy. "Hello?" Elise was soon amazed by the dresses. "Oh wow. They're so pretty."

Rarity heard the door open and shut, then someone’s voice. As she put away the last couple of bolts of fabric, she addressed her visitor.

"Thank you, my dear, how can I…"

Rarity turned toward the sound, expecting to see a filly due to the voice’s pitch.

"Well then. I can’t honestly say that I haven’t seen your type here before, however, you’re the first little girl I’ve seen in my shop. How can I help you?"