I wasn’t sure If I Should say anything about this but, does anyone else think that adoptables aren't always such a great idea?
Before I begin this journal I just want to make something clear. I will NOT tell anyone to stop making adoptables nor will I petition or request them being forced off of galleries. I believe that we, as artists, have the right to draw and create whatever we want; Even If I personally don’t care for quite everything that’s out there. Still, I can’t help but skip over the “favorite” button whenever I see a price tag attached to a character deviation.
I suppose this is because of the reasons that I became a brony. When I was sucked into the fandom (against my best efforts, I might add) it was because the fanart I came across reflected a friendly community that supports the random ideas that come from spontaneous inspiration. Even artwork that I considered junky was loved and encouraged by the commenters. Everywhere I looked there were people posting characters and stories that were interesting and unpolished. Though I was trying not to get into the MLP world (it’s difficult breaking out of the macho-culture mindset) I couldn’t help but want to be a part of that community. Growing up, my family had, for the most part, four artists with nearly identical tastes. Being siblings also meant we were rivals so you wouldn’t believe how many times I heard (and said) those venomous words “Don’t draw that, you got that idea from ME!” The brony community seems to be the opposite of that. I see slight variations of the same design, but with COMPLETELY different stories and everyone is okay with that! It blows my mind sometimes.
One of the first episodes I watched was the equestrian girls movie. I couldn’t help but make my own character when I asked the question “What if it had turned out differently?” and since then I’ve made the decision to cut up my man-card and take the dive into this creative universe (I even made a DA account focused on it). I haven’t regretted that decision.
However, soon after I joined my first group. I started to notice the frequency of adoptables. For every original character I saw with a name, backstory, a personality of its own. I saw ten or more nameless, characterless OC’s drowning out the rest like an M&M mixed into a bag of skittles. Whenever I saw a unique character with cool features I would check it out, only to find that it was for sale and there was nothing else to it besides its beauty. Disappointed, I just moved on. I’ve joined more groups with less of a focus on adoptables since then but I still see more than I’d care to.
I love alicorn OCs. I know a lot of people have a problem with them but in my opinion; the MLP community has always been about making whatever crazy and out-there idea comes into your head and watching other people get inspired by it to do the same; Even if that idea shatters existing lore and standards. When I see a pony with horns, claws, an obscure color scheme, or any abnormality my first question is “why?”. I want to know why this pony has horns, Are they some kind of freak? Are they monster-pony hybrids? What’s their story? Who are their parents? Are they outcasts or perhaps part of a whole race? Where did this Alicorn come from? Can they be fit into the existing story by the use of some creative story-telling? I really want to know, It think these odd characters are amazing and I want to learn all about their bizarre history and their emotional struggles that comes from their extraordinary appearance. Unfortunately I rarely see such an interesting creature with ANY kind of backstory. They’re name is usually “Starting bid is…” and I can’t help but feel as though some actual OC’s have been cheated out of the unique features that are no longer as rare and precious.
There are some very good arguments FOR adoptables though:
Not everyone with the love of characters and stories are able to create OCs that they love. Like me, they struggle to come up with original designs and having such a vast and easily accessible plethora of options to pick from is a serious blessing.
They fund some very talented up-and-coming artists. What a great way to make money doing what you love without the need for big-name sponsors.
They also provide motivation to find something new. With the competition making all kinds of interesting ideas, these artists have to really reach far to gather unique traits in order to make their own products stand out. That brings some amazing concepts to the table that I’m genuinely impressed by.
Still, with these viable points in mind, I can’t help but feel like there’s a large portion of real potential lost when these characters are given such intriguing features with no story behind their existence. I’d rather these unusual ideas came slowly; over time, as artists think up their stories and personalities. To me, characters should be passionately loved by their creators and not just a product that belongs on a shelf; to be bought and sold as casually as a can of beans.
That’s my opinion. If you like to make adoptables or are considering taking up the trade I won’t try to talk you out of it. That’s your choice and I will not condemn or judge you for it. I really hope for your success. Just don’t be surprised if I don’t pay them any attention. It’s nothing against the artist or their ideals. It’s the practice that doesn’t interest me. Don’t let my opinion discourage you to make art. Just do me the favor of considering these points before you start. Maybe you can invent a new system of adoption that even a stickler like me can appreciate.
What do you think? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments. Am I right? Or is there something that I overlooked?
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Swiftlight sighed as he tackled the mountain that lay before him. Paperwork was boring, but it was much safer than facing the enemy head to head. The timberwolves had been much more lively, systematically hitting every major town and city that the EUP still held across Equestria in the past week. All positions had repelled them, and it was the general consensus that these attacks were not intended to overrun anyplace. The common belief was that they were testing for weaknesses. Between the unicorn shields and battle-hardened soldiers, no vulnerabilities had yet been revealed. The strange thing was that the timberwolves seemed to now be acting alone. No sign of changelings had been seen since Las Pegasus. General Mane Crusher was convinced that they were planning their next move. He wanted to take the fight to them, hit them while they were weakened and take advantage of their disarray. He felt that it would be a much better strategy than to wait for them to attack again. Howev
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Scootaloo had been grumpy since she’d had to move to the training ground and live in a tent. Her only joy these days had been a hot nightly shower, which she had to skip in favor of a cold wash bucket at their camp. The only advantage to this development was that most of her time was spent doing drills with recruits instead of digging latrines all day. This would effectively use up most of her punishment. Sparklefly had surmised that this was Brax's way of going easy on her.
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"Thank you for your time,” Sparklefly said as the door was shut. She sighed at the polite refusal she had received for the petition for a recall election. Her hooves ached as she left the house to find Apple Bloom waiting for her.
"I sure thought gettin’ signatures would be easier," the farm pony said.
"I guess nopony wants to rock the boat," Sparklefly agreed as she rubbed her eye patch.
"We've been at this a while already and I don't think we have half the signatures we need," Apple Bloom sulked.
“It’s a small matter; we’ll get them. Look on the bright side; your sister's had a lot of time to catch up on her end of things.”
"Yeah, I guess that's so," Apple Bloom admitted as they began walking back toward Sweet Apple Acres.
The setting sun produced a golden sky that was punctuated by perhaps a dozen lazy clouds drifting by. The last week had been a busy one. Cloud Blazer survived his surgery, and his fever had broken the following day. His
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"Tag! You're it!" Cloud Blazer yelled as he sprinted away, galloping as fast as his little legs could carry him from Scootaloo.
"Oh, it's on now!" she screamed back.
Apple Bloom squealed as she dodged around a barrel, also running from the orange filly. Sweetie Belle was hiding in a hay bale, and she burst forth just as Cloud Blazer and Scootaloo ran by. She taunted them and ran off in a different direction. The orchard was filled with the joyful sounds of the colt and fillies as they played together. Glancing back, Cloud Blazer could see that she was gaining on him. He aimed for a fence, charging toward it as fast as he could run. At the last second, he leapt as high as he could, flapping his wings just enough to get him over it. Scootaloo shrieked a moment later as she crashed into wooden planks. The colt landed on the other side and turned around. She looked a little dazed, and the other two were actually rolling on the ground laughing. Scootaloo shook her head, her mane un
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A giant timberwolf, larger than a house, rumbled by pushing the trees aside as he passed. They bent easily out of his way and stood back in place after it. Cloud Blazer halted the squad, and they waited as it continued lazily on its way. Pibs sighed wistfully, drawing the stallion’s attention.
Nimba and Scootaloo shook their heads. Sparklefly snorted.
"I can't help it!" Pibs cried out in her own defense.
"Not to worry," Twilight said.
Regal Masquerade nudged her playfully. Cloud Blazer
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"Who's in charge here?" he yelled over the cacophony of the battle.
One of them pointed at a lieutenant whose head was missing, apparently burned off by magical fire.
Swiftlight turned back to
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