• Artist Training Grounds: Mock War, Day 1

    Greetings, conscripts! Does the evening find you well? Did you put on your beret like I asked you to? No? Twenty demerits! This is not a game, you know!

    Now, for these games, you're going to need to remember the rules of engagement. You kept your pamphlets, right? Well just in case, here they are again. To make this even simpler, here (Currently Down!) is your submission site. If you're having problems, your contact frequency is [email protected] Feeling lost? Here's some great tutorials from your friends in the original ATG alumni. Get it? Got it? Good!

    Day One: Welcome To Camp, Soldier!
    Today has been a whirlwind affair, to say the least. You're not quite sure how you got here, or indeed where here is, but for the moment you don't have time to think about it. There are ponies, ponies everywhere, scrambling about or doing push ups or patrolling about and forcing others into lines. Also, you have hooves... Huh. As you stand there trying to get your bearings, you are approached by a gray pegasus clad in ornate golden armor. She looks you up with one eye, and down with the other. After a long pause, she nods her head in something not unlike approval.
    "All right," she says with a voice that is entirely too adorable for battle hardened visage she's been keeping to this point, "I won't lie. Last time we held these games, the griffons beat us into the ground so hard we found potatoes. They haven't let us live it down since. But now? Now that all stops, thanks to all of you. I bet you have a lot of questions, and rest assured you will get answers. Eventually. Probably.... Maybe."
    "Uh... excuse me." Calls a pony somewhere to your left.
    "What? No time! Follow me, all of you. It's time to get you dressed."

    Assignment: Draw a pony wearing armor or a uniform.

    Pencils up.

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