“Oh, dear. Another bad bet, I see. You’ve gotten rusty, Vice.”

I'm starting to feel like Vice is a bit of a metaphor for my own life. When it's good, it's great and I'm soaring; when it's bad...I'm at rock bottom, waiting for something ELSE to be taken from me.

Funny that I got this piece on one of those rock bottom days that definitely could/should have been better.

This was a quick commission I managed to snag from Malfunction over on Gryffs, who is beyond fantastic. I'm almost positive she's one of those artists that makes a casual visit to my brain and letting me snag art is her version of paying the rent.

PS: I still say unicorn because he'd suck as an alicorn and, for all I know, those wings were part of some strange bet.

PPS: WHOO, PROPERLY OBVIOUS CLOVEN HOOVES!

PPPS: The crazy!feathers are blocking the cutie mark. Shh.

Vice © Myself
Art © Malfunction (#876) on Gryffs
MLP © Hasbro