Marble Pie flopped back in her chair, letting out a huff as she did. One hand reached up, pushing her back and out of her face. Her eyes quickly scanned over everything, looking over her work.
On the screen was a waist up image of an anime-style dragon girl. The human skin on the inside of her face, neck, chest, and stomach, as well as the entire upper arm, were all a light pink color. Her cheeks, lower arms, hands, the outer portion of her chest and stomach, and the part of her hips down that could be seen were covered in dark purple scales. A pair of small black horns just barely poked out from the dark red hair. A pair of wings poked out from behind.
It all looked good. Now it was time to test it out.
Marble started up the puppet rig, then activated the motion detection on her webcam. As she did, the dragon girl image began moving. Marble grinned, and the puppet bared its teeth, revealing sharp fangs. She closed one eye, then the other, and it mirrored her motion. Marble stuck out her tongue, and the dragon girl stuck out a forked, reptilian one. When Marble moved from side to side, the puppet did similar, wings shifting slightly with the motion.
She was especially proud of that. After all, what was the point of having wings if they did not move?
With the facial motion working, it was time to move on to the commands. Marble hit a button, and smoke poured from the dragon girl's nose. She hit another, and the mouth opened to let out a small blast of flame. That got a small squeak of excitement from the young woman. It had been a pain to make the animation, but it was was worth it to see it in action. The button to make the wings opened worked, as did the one to make them close. She then went through the arm motions: on her hips; crossed under her breasts; one hand or both raised up, showing her razor-sharp black claws. That way, she could use some hand gestures while keeping her real hands on the keyboard or game controller.
Satisfied everything worked, Marble closed the programs and went online. Going to her spasm account, she set up an announcement that she would be on and streaming tonight.
My dear loyal subjects, she typed. Your queen is going to be streaming tonight! And I have a special surprise for you all. Don't miss it, I'll be very disappointed.
With that done, she was free to rest and relax until dinner. Although that was easier said than done. She always felt excited and a little nervous before streaming, but right now, she felt giddy. It was a nice feeling, but made it difficult to wait around with nothing to do, or focus on one thing for too long.
It helped her understand her sister, Pinkie, a little better.
The feeling also messed with time, making it move slowly. She knew that was not actually case (although according to Pinkie's friends, it was possible now that magic has leaked into their world), and was used to time going at a crawl, but that was usually because she was in an uncomfortable social situation she wanted to get out of as soon as possible (which was pretty much all of them). It was oddly king of nice that she was experience due to excitement for a change.
Eventually, dinner time arrived, which was familiar, comfortable, and helped pass the time a lot faster. Then it was time for her shower. With that done, she was in the homestretch. Close enough that she could start getting ready.
There were multiple advantages to not being seen on screen. Her favorite was the fact that she could go out in public, and not risk being recognized. Going out was bad enough, but being swamped by fans sounded terrifying. Another was that she could dress however she wanted, and no one would know. Theoretically, she could be completely naked, and no one would know. Not that she would ever do such a thing: even in theory, it was too embarrassing. In this case, it meant that she could wear her old froggy pajamas, and not having to worry about anyone calling them silly, cute or sexy because they were a little too tight on her.
Marble activated the voice changer.
"Check, check," she said. The words were repeated in a slightly deeper, but still feminine, tone, and with a bit of reverberation in it. Next, she activated her puppet rig, setting the arms to crossed, and then the motion tracking. With all that ready, she logged onto her spasm account.
Already, there were people waiting in the chat. Most were just making random small talk, until she showed up.
"Hello there, my loyal subjects," she said. "Your queen has arrived."
She watched as the chat reacted excitedly, responses flying by faster than she could keep up with. Her smile grew wider.
"That's right, I've gotten a bit of an upgrade." She hit the button to make her wings flare out. "No more still image of me." She had them fold back in. "And it's all thanks to you, my wonderful subjects, and your contributions."
Marble suddenly wished that she had created a blowing a kiss animation. She could lean in and make a kissing sound, and the animation did follow. Not perfectly as she did not give it a kissing lip animation, but enough that most would get what was happening.
The chat continued to respond excitedly about her new animated avatar. Some must have taken her comment about contributions as a hint, because the sounds and animations for spasm shards being donated played. Others paid to have their comments read aloud by the computer, whether it was just a little praise, some flirtatious comments, or even one or two rather obscene suggestions.
"Now, now," Marble said. "This is a big day." Her eyes -- and the puppet's -- narrowed. "We don't want anyone to get burned..." she hit the button to spit fire. "I mean... banned, right away, now do we?"
The idea simultaneously worked, and also sort of backfired. None of them were as openly sexual or obscene, but there were plenty of comments on how "hot" that was, some stating how they would gladly let her set them on fire, quite a few asking to be stepped on, and a section of them calling her "mistress."
"Well, as nice as this has all been, let's get started, shall we?'
Marble tapped a few keys.
"Tonight's game is called (G)RAVE!..."
