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Another of my attempts to recreate a character from 'My little Pony: Friendship is Magic' in the superhero online game called 'DC Universe Online':

Team: Villain
Mentor: Joker
Power: Ice (couldn't think of anything fitting, ice fits her white feathers)
Weapon: Brawling
Movement: Flight

Gilda the griffon was very annoyed. This place she woke up in was crawling with weak, pale-skinned creatures on spindly legs, but the worst thing was: She had turned into something similar. All she remembered was getting sucked into some sort of magical portal after a mysterious voice told her something about being chosen. "I don't care if I was chosen," the winged woman snorted. "I make my own decisions." Angrily, she stomped across the street and nearly missed the car that was speeding at her. When the driver blew his horn, she turned around and gave the unknown object an angry roar. One single punch stopped the vehicle dead in its track and demolished the hood. "Watch where you're going, doofus!" she yelled. Frightened beyond words, the driver crawled out of his car and ran for his life.

Gilda snarled. She hated those pitiful creatures. Mostly because she was turned into one of them. No sharp claws, no powerful hindquarters and no beak... she felt weak. Weak and humiliated. She wanted to pound something. Or someone...

"Wow, you are pretty strong. And those wings are nifty too," a high-pitched voice next to her giggled. Gilda groaned... the voice reminded her too much of that annoying Pinkie Pie.

"What's it to you?" she snapped as she faced the newcomer. "Who are you anyway?"

"The name's Harley Quinn," the woman in the tight jester outfit smirked. "And if you want to put that muscle to use, I'm pretty sure Mr. J would want to have a word with you..."

Description
Another of my attempts to recreate a character from 'My little Pony: Friendship is Magic' in the superhero online game called 'DC Universe Online':

Team: Villain
Mentor: Joker
Power: Ice (couldn't think of anything fitting, ice fits her white feathers)
Weapon: Brawling
Movement: Flight

Gilda the griffon was very annoyed. This place she woke up in was crawling with weak, pale-skinned creatures on spindly legs, but the worst thing was: She had turned into something similar. All she remembered was getting sucked into some sort of magical portal after a mysterious voice told her something about being chosen. "I don't care if I was chosen," the winged woman snorted. "I make my own decisions." Angrily, she stomped across the street and nearly missed the car that was speeding at her. When the driver blew his horn, she turned around and gave the unknown object an angry roar. One single punch stopped the vehicle dead in its track and demolished the hood. "Watch where you're going, doofus!" she yelled. Frightened beyond words, the driver crawled out of his car and ran for his life.

Gilda snarled. She hated those pitiful creatures. Mostly because she was turned into one of them. No sharp claws, no powerful hindquarters and no beak... she felt weak. Weak and humiliated. She wanted to pound something. Or someone...

"Wow, you are pretty strong. And those wings are nifty too," a high-pitched voice next to her giggled. Gilda groaned... the voice reminded her too much of that annoying Pinkie Pie.

"What's it to you?" she snapped as she faced the newcomer. "Who are you anyway?"

"The name's Harley Quinn," the woman in the tight jester outfit smirked. "And if you want to put that muscle to use, I'm pretty sure Mr. J would want to have a word with you..."