What. Is. This. Tracy, if you still read this journal, this strikes me as right up your alley. XD
Those eyes, those giant, giant, dead eyes. And their hind legs! THEY FLOAT. How do they do that. Wires? o_o Can't sleep. My Little Giant Space Ponies will eat me. o_o
Though I would pay good money to see them do a production of Sweeney