Sparklepoof

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The slightly wrinkled paper, warm from a small hand, held a scribbled unicorn. You traced its horn, a swirl of crayon colors, and blinked. Suddenly, the drawing pulsed. The lines shimmered, and with a soft pop, a miniature, wobbly-legged unicorn started to move. It blinked its eyes, a tiny, joyful neigh escaping its scribbled snout. A trail of rainbow dust, left by its miniature hooves, sparkled on the paper.

art u scribbled

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ok so you found this art and scribbled on it and the person who made the art got angry

A-200

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A-200 from rooms

another art

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u scribbled this art

art

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ok so this is like my other talkie art u scribbled so basically u scribbled on this art