This is Pinkamena after she drew the last number and finally finished her 'task'. As snow fell to the ground, she replayed all the screams of agony in her head she had heard in her life. She felt empty inside, even bit sad since she has no-one left.
''Next town awaits'' she whispered to the night, ''And we're going to have sooo much fun!'' ---
Hehehe nice! I love when people story my pics When I drew it, I was in the mindset of Pinkamina quitting (think trees's blog) and standing in an empty park at night, basically giving up everything. It was done, and Scootaloo just watching her. Everything dead quiet.