Ask Trouble Archive

So, here are two pieces that were made quite some time apart from each other but are thematically related. The first was a Secret Santa gift for @scruffy-scribbles for an event on an old art server back in 2014. The second was for the same user as a gift for running the 2017 Secret Santa event on a different server. The characters are Trouble and Brassy Beat, respectively.

I absolutely adore these!! So much! Thank you!!!

For @askscruffasus. I saw this cute character and said “i have to draw this pone pone.” 

She’s so cute!! Thank you!

@askscruffasus

Now we’ll never be able to tell Trouble and Twouble apart! Also your short-legged ponies are adorable @input-command! Thank you for shrinking a Scruffhorse.

Commission for @askscruffasus ! 

> (Commission info is here) < 

I commissioned Kuto to do a Super Awesome Neon Dog! And by god she’s adorable! 

If you are not aware that Kuto’s commissions are open. Make yourself aware of this and go commission him! He also does traditional commissions and, let’s face it, if you have seen any of his work, you know how good his stuff is. 

Go check out his Commissions Info!

Western Hemlock, Hidden Alphabet #9/24

Each letter of the medieval Irish ogham alphabet is traditionally associated with a tree. The Hidden Alphabet project is a tree ogham for the Pacific Northwest.

ᚉ is “fair-wood”, a hazel tree. The Pacific Northwest has an abundance of conifer species, and no prominent hazels, so the Hidden Alphabet’s ᚉ is instead a conifer with pale wood, Western Hemlock.

The floor of the temperate rainforest is shady and dark; there is not enough sunlight for new trees to grow. When one of the old trees falls, however, it breaks off branches and leaves a gap in the canopy where it falls. Hemlock grow there, atop the trunk of the fallen giant, where there is a long line of sunlight.

As the fallen tree decays, it leaves lines of hemlock on stilted roots that once wrapped around a massive log. Walking in the rainforest, among the rows of hemlocks, you get the eerie sense that as the centuries unfold the forest is organizing itself, drawing out sigils in some lost language we will not live long enough to read.

Western Hemlock says:

I am the word that writes itself upon the world. I am the song that sings itself. I grow stranger and truer every windy winter.

Listen: you are also a word writing itself upon the world, and nobody else knows the meaning of you. Stranger and truer every windy winter.

First off, everyone needs to see this and know about it.

Second… something about Hemlock’s description really fits with Trouble. I will let you figure out how it fits for your interpretation of Trouble, but for me it reaches down to something really fundamental in her character. A core aspect that maybe not everyone can see, given her poorly attempted bravado. But there she is, like Hemlock, finding whatever light she can to survive.

If you are interested in more Hidden Alphabet go check out @corvi-art! There are many awesome papercuts! It certainly an interesting medium and personally I love the astetic.

pony.town shenanigans with @askscruffasus

Edit: Updated Image

And that kids, is why you don’t pony.town and trees. Or something… This is so great.

Got to hang out with many friends and have many fun times with a rock. Th was more interested in the trees though… Those were some niiiice trees.

my half of a art trade with @askscruffasus

Thank you so much for drawing my silly Scruffhorse!! This is so awesome! She is so goofy! She’s going up on my wall of Scruff-art!

That was FUN, miss​! That part where you charged the sentry bot was awesome! I think it was a really really smart idea you getting me to throw pulse mines against it like that!

Really sorry about mixing those up with the fragmentation mines, by the way. It was an honest mistake! But you can barely see the marks the shrapnel left unless you really know where to look! And listen: Blinks green, kills machine, blinks red, fear to tread! See? Now I won’t mix them up again!

Would you like a stimpack? I’m pretty sure I marked the health ones blue and the syringer poison ammunition red. Inject a blue for a healthier you, inject a red to see him dead! Or was it inject a red for a clearer head and inject a blue, you’re animal glue?

Tell you what, how about we stick to the mushroom soup? It’s full of healthies!

Feat the misadventures of @askscruffasus and sidekick!

So that’s where I’ve been... Damnit Spades. Stop blowing us up. And How’d you manage to gut yourself so much?