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oh hay I did originalish art! it's been, what? several years of this particular hiatus due to real life and crud? oh and I'm now getting the hang of Path manipulation in Photoshop! yay!!!

!!!WALL OF TEXT INBOUND!!!

Name: Chaos
Body components:
  Head: wolf
  Eyes: black sclera with slit pupils kept needle thin at all times
  Right horn: gazelle
  Left horn: deer
  Neck: serpent
  Left arm: tiger
  Right arm: human
  Body: serpent
  Left wing: dragonfly
  Right wing: osprey
  Left leg: velociraptor
  Right leg: draft horse
  Tail: orca
Personality: calm, mature, empathetic, unpredictable,
Gender: female
Age: unknown
Location: anywhere she feels like being
What She Does For Others: gives advice that varies extremely in helpfulness depending on the person, puts heroes and villains alike into odd situations to train them for the unexpected
Personal Home Realm: the land is tartan with the colors constantly shifting, yet go well together at all times, feels like fleece. The sky is like that of a moonless and cloudless night: full of stars, comets, with Auroras scattered about like clouds, yet the land and all within is well lit as though it were a summer midday. The clouds are grape flavored cotton-candy, their rain is white chocolate, their snow is strawberry ice-cream. Some of the trees are sumi-e cherry and plum trees, but the blossoms are quite real and never wither. Where as other trees are formed from wire and polished gemstones, made to look like various different types of trees. Any bushes scattered around are covered in flowers: hibiscuses in every color combination imaginable, mountain lilacs, plumerias, pink water lilies, and roses of every hue. even rainbow. At the center of it all stands a castle of crystal and glass, elaborate stained glass windows fill its interior with each depicting something of meaning to Chaos.

Backstory: Once Chaos was a human maiden; then she met Discord in a dream, the two had great fun together. She was happy to let go of her inhibitions and run wild, and Discord was happy to have someone to willingly share in his idea of “fun”. When it was time for her to awaken from her dreamy state Discord marked her with a small piece of his power so that he could find her again. The girl thanked him, and woke up. Thinking endlessly about the draconequus, and her time with him she decided to draw up a draconequus alter ego of herself. The next night she thought about how to propose her idea, and met Discord again in her dreams. She expressed her thoughts of increasing their fun with her being a draconequus as well: Discord delighted in the prospect and bestowed her some of his power. With her drawing embedded in her mind she forged a new form for herself, and gave herself a new name to match her new shape: Chaos. The rest of her time with Discord that night was spent getting the hang of her new powers. It was surprisingly easy, after all: rules of reality and laws of logic didn’t apply to a draconequus.
Upon waking up a new thought emerged in Chaos’ mind and held it: disorder could not be appreciated without order and vice versa. She thought about Discord: he lived entirely for disorder, his realms constantly changing to his whims. Chaos had seen the other residents of his place: they were of a strangely sensible piece, but they were not happy with the rule Discord gives them. “give” didn‘t seem like the right word now, “force upon” felt more sadly accurate. Chaos liked Discord a great deal, but she could not abide how he was treating those beneath him. She thought about how to help them, and how to keep her new power should Discord decide to take it back if and when he found out she was behind the land’s liberation from disorder. She began to hone her abilities and strength, cultivating her power to match Discord’s. Chaos also honed her mind to be sharp and creative: Discord was plainly more powerful than she was, but brute power couldn’t owe up to much if it was matched against great cunning. The next night she thought restlessly about what she could do for the other realm.
In her dreams the spirit of the Tree of Harmony met her, not Discord. It told her how it and the draconequus were equals in many ways: he couldn’t harm it, just as it couldn’t harm him. Their powers canceled each other upon contact. Chaos understood that, because her magic was originally from Discord’s, she couldn’t wield the Tree of Harmony’s power against him. Not that she wanted to, he was her friend. The tree advised her to seek out ponies who would fit their needs, and faded from Chaos’ awareness: two distinct cutie marks embedded into her mind. Chaos found herself in an unfamiliar place: she was still in Discord’s realm, but not in a place she had been before. She made off on her own, hiding herself from Discord’s awareness and felt bad about it. He would be cross when he found out, she was sure. Much time passed during Chaos’ search until she finally located the ones the ToH had hinted her to find: a pair of alicorns called Celestia and Luna. The two had been trying to find a way to overthrow Discord and restore order in their records of history, and were having little luck about it. When the sisters passed out from exhaustion Chaos met with the elder of the sisters, Celestia, in her dreams: she would be mature and understanding about the matter, Chaos was sure.
  “What can I do?” Tia wondered sadly in the dream realm. Fretting for the lives of her former subjects and her sister.
  “Perhaps I can be of some assistance?” an unfamiliar female voice inquired calmly from the darkness around her. The princess of the sun whirled about angrily.
  “Who said that? Who is there!?” she demanded in Royal-Canterlot fashion. The voice, Chaos, chuckled at how silly the regal mare looked.
  “Who I am is unimportant compared to what must be discussed.” She replied in a tone unnaturally gruff for her normally even, gentle voice. Celestia listened irritably: she was displeased at being treated like that. Chaos continued calmly and soothingly. “Discord seems to have forgotten that disorder can be best appreciated if balanced with order. As such he must be reminded of the balance.”
  “What do you think I and my sister have been trying to do!?” Celestia demanded harshly, sorrow bubbling in her gut. A hand shot out of the dark, and held the white alicorn’s mouth shut between two fingers. Chaos tutted Celestia like a patient mother.
  “Let me finish, deary.” she said with a lilt, and continued. “As it happens I am aware of a… power, that equals Discord’s but opposes his in nature.” Chaos released Celestia’s muzzle, and faded hazily into view. Celestia gasped at the sight of the new draconequus and asked shakily.
  “A-are you-?” Chaos interrupted her with a cool soothing in her voice, and a gentle shake of her head.
  “No, I am not Discord in disguise; nor am I the power I speak of. However, I do disagree with how he treats the creatures of the land. If that’s any consolation.” The last part sounded almost like a gentle inquiry. Celestia bowed her head slightly, suddenly feeling sheepish. A soft, gentle hand cupped the sun princess’ head, and made it raise to look Chaos in the face. Though her appearance was chaotic and unnatural: her expression was soft and empathetic. “Seek out the Tree of Harmony: it can restore the balance, but it can’t do so alone.” Chaos began her departure from Celestia. The white alicorn tried to follow after the unfamiliar draconequus but her legs didn’t respond. She called out desperately.
  “Wait! Where do I find this “Tree of Harmony”!?” Chaos didn’t answer as she faded from sight. only her last words echoed throughout the darkness, but even those began to fade as well. “Seek out the Tree of Harmony: it can restore the balance, but it can’t do so alone…” Celestia was once again alone in the dark haze. Her head drooped.
“I didn’t even get her name…” she said sadly, and woke up.
Chaos left the two, her mission complete, and headed for Discord. Chaos had devised a fiendish idea for keeping her powers, she only hopped she had power enough to make it work.
      When Chaos located her friend, she had the semi-unpleasant discovery that Discord didn’t even notice that she had entered the realm. He invited her to mischievous fun all the same. Chaos and Discord played together: an act Chaos felt saddened to be one of his last moments of joy with her, once Celestia and Luna obtained what the Tree of Harmony had to give them, and did what was needed to be done. During a particularly rough session of masked pillow fighting, in a moment of confusion: she placed her contingency plan though their contact.
Soon it came time for Chaos to leave, and she made the mistake of hinting her sorrows that this may be the last time the two could enjoy these interactions. Discord became unsettlingly curious, and Chaos tried to hide what she had done. But Discord expressed that he already knew what had occurred between her, the Tree of Harmony, and its heralds. Chaos gave a defeated half-laugh, and said she always knew his power was greater than hers, but had hoped anyway. Discord darkly said that he would have more, once he took back what he had given her. Chaos had hoped for and against that: she would see if her contingency plan would work. With a snap of his fingers Chaos was a powerless human maiden once again, and just as suddenly Discord’s magic surged against his will. Horrified confusion was written into his long face as his magic began to flow out of him. A large jar appeared between the two, its lid unscrewed of its own will, and Discord’s magic now flowed into it, condensing into a thick liquid like substance. Once every scant drop of Discord’s magic was gone from him and into the jar, the lid resealed and the container floated into the former Chaos kin’s hands. She was both beaming and on the brink of tears. Discord demanded to know what she had done, but the girl didn’t hear him. She was too absorbed in the chaotic sight of the energy in her hands: a considerable layer distinct from the rest of the substance had formed at the top. Chaos felt familiarity in gazing upon that layer: it was the energy Discord had given her. Acting quickly she began to unscrew the jar’s lid, the top layer spread a thin coat of itself over the rest of the magic in preparation for what was planned next. The moment the lid was open enough to let the magic trickle out, the top layer took the opportunity and dragged the rest of the magic into Chaos. She retook her draconequus form in a flash: feeling a little intoxicated from the extra energy that now coursed through her system. Chaos explained what she did, and offered a compensation: the be power split equally between the two, and neither would touch the other’s magic supply, nor bother or go near the other unless invited onto neutral grounds. Should one try to remove the other’s magic to be added to their own: the previous removal would occur. Discord grumbled about the unfairness of it all but agreed. Chaos made sure he was whole hearted in agreeing, and began the process. She pulled the energy from herself, holding onto enough to control what she was doing, and into view as a blob of wildly bulging/sinking, spectrally dancing, chaotic, glowing, colors. She pulled the mass in two: taking care to make sure the twin blobs were precisely equal until she had two lively “orbs” of equal size, and energy density to the original. Then she added something to the two auras: the spell to keep the owners of the magic in line. One she absorbed back into herself while the other she returned to its original owner. Discord was pleased to have his magic back, but unhappy at the leash it now came with. He turned his back to Chaos, and folded his arms. She could practically feel his furious scowl. Chaos didn‘t want to leave on such a bad note between them, but Discord didn’t agree with her sentiments.
“Don’t touch me, traitor.” he barked angrily. Chaos felt like her heart had been stabbed when he called her that. She shuffled away from him, tears in her eyes.
“…good bye my friend, I wish you happiness.” Chaos said, her voice cracking with sorrow, and vanished from the realm in a flash of her magic. Now that she was gone Discord’s eyes began to fill, though his face remained hard.
Once Chaos had returned to her own realm upon waking, still feeling her new power coursing through her body, she sealed off Discord’s “homeland” from any outside realms it wasn’t meant to interact with. After that she went on with her life, the only things different being a fuck-ton of reality altering magic at her fingertips… and a painful hole in her soul.

my little pony: friendship is magic, discord the character, draconequui (c) Hasbro, Lauren Faust
art, character (c) DragonusPrime aka me

Description
oh hay I did originalish art! it's been, what? several years of this particular hiatus due to real life and crud? oh and I'm now getting the hang of Path manipulation in Photoshop! yay!!!

!!!WALL OF TEXT INBOUND!!!

Name: Chaos
Body components:
  Head: wolf
  Eyes: black sclera with slit pupils kept needle thin at all times
  Right horn: gazelle
  Left horn: deer
  Neck: serpent
  Left arm: tiger
  Right arm: human
  Body: serpent
  Left wing: dragonfly
  Right wing: osprey
  Left leg: velociraptor
  Right leg: draft horse
  Tail: orca
Personality: calm, mature, empathetic, unpredictable,
Gender: female
Age: unknown
Location: anywhere she feels like being
What She Does For Others: gives advice that varies extremely in helpfulness depending on the person, puts heroes and villains alike into odd situations to train them for the unexpected
Personal Home Realm: the land is tartan with the colors constantly shifting, yet go well together at all times, feels like fleece. The sky is like that of a moonless and cloudless night: full of stars, comets, with Auroras scattered about like clouds, yet the land and all within is well lit as though it were a summer midday. The clouds are grape flavored cotton-candy, their rain is white chocolate, their snow is strawberry ice-cream. Some of the trees are sumi-e cherry and plum trees, but the blossoms are quite real and never wither. Where as other trees are formed from wire and polished gemstones, made to look like various different types of trees. Any bushes scattered around are covered in flowers: hibiscuses in every color combination imaginable, mountain lilacs, plumerias, pink water lilies, and roses of every hue. even rainbow. At the center of it all stands a castle of crystal and glass, elaborate stained glass windows fill its interior with each depicting something of meaning to Chaos.

Backstory: Once Chaos was a human maiden; then she met Discord in a dream, the two had great fun together. She was happy to let go of her inhibitions and run wild, and Discord was happy to have someone to willingly share in his idea of “fun”. When it was time for her to awaken from her dreamy state Discord marked her with a small piece of his power so that he could find her again. The girl thanked him, and woke up. Thinking endlessly about the draconequus, and her time with him she decided to draw up a draconequus alter ego of herself. The next night she thought about how to propose her idea, and met Discord again in her dreams. She expressed her thoughts of increasing their fun with her being a draconequus as well: Discord delighted in the prospect and bestowed her some of his power. With her drawing embedded in her mind she forged a new form for herself, and gave herself a new name to match her new shape: Chaos. The rest of her time with Discord that night was spent getting the hang of her new powers. It was surprisingly easy, after all: rules of reality and laws of logic didn’t apply to a draconequus.
Upon waking up a new thought emerged in Chaos’ mind and held it: disorder could not be appreciated without order and vice versa. She thought about Discord: he lived entirely for disorder, his realms constantly changing to his whims. Chaos had seen the other residents of his place: they were of a strangely sensible piece, but they were not happy with the rule Discord gives them. “give” didn‘t seem like the right word now, “force upon” felt more sadly accurate. Chaos liked Discord a great deal, but she could not abide how he was treating those beneath him. She thought about how to help them, and how to keep her new power should Discord decide to take it back if and when he found out she was behind the land’s liberation from disorder. She began to hone her abilities and strength, cultivating her power to match Discord’s. Chaos also honed her mind to be sharp and creative: Discord was plainly more powerful than she was, but brute power couldn’t owe up to much if it was matched against great cunning. The next night she thought restlessly about what she could do for the other realm.
In her dreams the spirit of the Tree of Harmony met her, not Discord. It told her how it and the draconequus were equals in many ways: he couldn’t harm it, just as it couldn’t harm him. Their powers canceled each other upon contact. Chaos understood that, because her magic was originally from Discord’s, she couldn’t wield the Tree of Harmony’s power against him. Not that she wanted to, he was her friend. The tree advised her to seek out ponies who would fit their needs, and faded from Chaos’ awareness: two distinct cutie marks embedded into her mind. Chaos found herself in an unfamiliar place: she was still in Discord’s realm, but not in a place she had been before. She made off on her own, hiding herself from Discord’s awareness and felt bad about it. He would be cross when he found out, she was sure. Much time passed during Chaos’ search until she finally located the ones the ToH had hinted her to find: a pair of alicorns called Celestia and Luna. The two had been trying to find a way to overthrow Discord and restore order in their records of history, and were having little luck about it. When the sisters passed out from exhaustion Chaos met with the elder of the sisters, Celestia, in her dreams: she would be mature and understanding about the matter, Chaos was sure.
  “What can I do?” Tia wondered sadly in the dream realm. Fretting for the lives of her former subjects and her sister.
  “Perhaps I can be of some assistance?” an unfamiliar female voice inquired calmly from the darkness around her. The princess of the sun whirled about angrily.
  “Who said that? Who is there!?” she demanded in Royal-Canterlot fashion. The voice, Chaos, chuckled at how silly the regal mare looked.
  “Who I am is unimportant compared to what must be discussed.” She replied in a tone unnaturally gruff for her normally even, gentle voice. Celestia listened irritably: she was displeased at being treated like that. Chaos continued calmly and soothingly. “Discord seems to have forgotten that disorder can be best appreciated if balanced with order. As such he must be reminded of the balance.”
  “What do you think I and my sister have been trying to do!?” Celestia demanded harshly, sorrow bubbling in her gut. A hand shot out of the dark, and held the white alicorn’s mouth shut between two fingers. Chaos tutted Celestia like a patient mother.
  “Let me finish, deary.” she said with a lilt, and continued. “As it happens I am aware of a… power, that equals Discord’s but opposes his in nature.” Chaos released Celestia’s muzzle, and faded hazily into view. Celestia gasped at the sight of the new draconequus and asked shakily.
  “A-are you-?” Chaos interrupted her with a cool soothing in her voice, and a gentle shake of her head.
  “No, I am not Discord in disguise; nor am I the power I speak of. However, I do disagree with how he treats the creatures of the land. If that’s any consolation.” The last part sounded almost like a gentle inquiry. Celestia bowed her head slightly, suddenly feeling sheepish. A soft, gentle hand cupped the sun princess’ head, and made it raise to look Chaos in the face. Though her appearance was chaotic and unnatural: her expression was soft and empathetic. “Seek out the Tree of Harmony: it can restore the balance, but it can’t do so alone.” Chaos began her departure from Celestia. The white alicorn tried to follow after the unfamiliar draconequus but her legs didn’t respond. She called out desperately.
  “Wait! Where do I find this “Tree of Harmony”!?” Chaos didn’t answer as she faded from sight. only her last words echoed throughout the darkness, but even those began to fade as well. “Seek out the Tree of Harmony: it can restore the balance, but it can’t do so alone…” Celestia was once again alone in the dark haze. Her head drooped.
“I didn’t even get her name…” she said sadly, and woke up.
Chaos left the two, her mission complete, and headed for Discord. Chaos had devised a fiendish idea for keeping her powers, she only hopped she had power enough to make it work.
      When Chaos located her friend, she had the semi-unpleasant discovery that Discord didn’t even notice that she had entered the realm. He invited her to mischievous fun all the same. Chaos and Discord played together: an act Chaos felt saddened to be one of his last moments of joy with her, once Celestia and Luna obtained what the Tree of Harmony had to give them, and did what was needed to be done. During a particularly rough session of masked pillow fighting, in a moment of confusion: she placed her contingency plan though their contact.
Soon it came time for Chaos to leave, and she made the mistake of hinting her sorrows that this may be the last time the two could enjoy these interactions. Discord became unsettlingly curious, and Chaos tried to hide what she had done. But Discord expressed that he already knew what had occurred between her, the Tree of Harmony, and its heralds. Chaos gave a defeated half-laugh, and said she always knew his power was greater than hers, but had hoped anyway. Discord darkly said that he would have more, once he took back what he had given her. Chaos had hoped for and against that: she would see if her contingency plan would work. With a snap of his fingers Chaos was a powerless human maiden once again, and just as suddenly Discord’s magic surged against his will. Horrified confusion was written into his long face as his magic began to flow out of him. A large jar appeared between the two, its lid unscrewed of its own will, and Discord’s magic now flowed into it, condensing into a thick liquid like substance. Once every scant drop of Discord’s magic was gone from him and into the jar, the lid resealed and the container floated into the former Chaos kin’s hands. She was both beaming and on the brink of tears. Discord demanded to know what she had done, but the girl didn’t hear him. She was too absorbed in the chaotic sight of the energy in her hands: a considerable layer distinct from the rest of the substance had formed at the top. Chaos felt familiarity in gazing upon that layer: it was the energy Discord had given her. Acting quickly she began to unscrew the jar’s lid, the top layer spread a thin coat of itself over the rest of the magic in preparation for what was planned next. The moment the lid was open enough to let the magic trickle out, the top layer took the opportunity and dragged the rest of the magic into Chaos. She retook her draconequus form in a flash: feeling a little intoxicated from the extra energy that now coursed through her system. Chaos explained what she did, and offered a compensation: the be power split equally between the two, and neither would touch the other’s magic supply, nor bother or go near the other unless invited onto neutral grounds. Should one try to remove the other’s magic to be added to their own: the previous removal would occur. Discord grumbled about the unfairness of it all but agreed. Chaos made sure he was whole hearted in agreeing, and began the process. She pulled the energy from herself, holding onto enough to control what she was doing, and into view as a blob of wildly bulging/sinking, spectrally dancing, chaotic, glowing, colors. She pulled the mass in two: taking care to make sure the twin blobs were precisely equal until she had two lively “orbs” of equal size, and energy density to the original. Then she added something to the two auras: the spell to keep the owners of the magic in line. One she absorbed back into herself while the other she returned to its original owner. Discord was pleased to have his magic back, but unhappy at the leash it now came with. He turned his back to Chaos, and folded his arms. She could practically feel his furious scowl. Chaos didn‘t want to leave on such a bad note between them, but Discord didn’t agree with her sentiments.
“Don’t touch me, traitor.” he barked angrily. Chaos felt like her heart had been stabbed when he called her that. She shuffled away from him, tears in her eyes.
“…good bye my friend, I wish you happiness.” Chaos said, her voice cracking with sorrow, and vanished from the realm in a flash of her magic. Now that she was gone Discord’s eyes began to fill, though his face remained hard.
Once Chaos had returned to her own realm upon waking, still feeling her new power coursing through her body, she sealed off Discord’s “homeland” from any outside realms it wasn’t meant to interact with. After that she went on with her life, the only things different being a fuck-ton of reality altering magic at her fingertips… and a painful hole in her soul.

my little pony: friendship is magic, discord the character, draconequui (c) Hasbro, Lauren Faust
art, character (c) DragonusPrime aka me