See, THIS is what I was talking about.
And it got me THINKING.
Namely, it conjured an image in my mind: Twilight Sparkle, humanized, carrying a spear in one hand, a badass purple cloak billowing around her, wandering down a road through a forest on a breezy spring day.
Spike, perhaps looking a bit more 'realistic' than in the cartoon, walks a few steps behind her. He stops for a moment, then Twilight turns her head and says, "Come on, Spike- we've got a long way to go still."
They walk a little longer. Then, bandits emerge from either side of the path, encircling her, brandishing swords and flails and clubs.
"Careful!" one of them says. "I smell magic on this one."
"Oh," Twilight says, "you don't need to worry about THAT."
Her hand makes Dr. Strange's good old fashioned Horns, and the clasp on her cloak shimmers. It comes undone, and falls to the ground, revealing dark traveling clothes accented with purple.
She twirls her spear around her head and brings it to guard.
"I won't need magic to deal with you!"