lickedthat: (explanation face)
[The video comes on to display Fraser's face retreating to an appropriately framed distance.] Ah. Hello.

[He straightens his lapels and adjusts the tilt of his hat, then clears his throat.] Residents of Traverse Town! I am Constable Benton Fraser, RCMP -- er, that would be Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Depending on your native cou -- ah, world, you may not be familiar with the long and noble traditions of... but that's not important at the moment, although, of course, I would be happy to explain to anyone who happens to be curious. Suffice it to say that I address you today with a purpose. During the recent fracas, I could not help but notice the remarkable number and variety of armaments employed. While I am sure that they are all appropriate in dire situations, I would like to confirm that there is no conflict with local regulations. After all, as visitors in this fair town, we have a responsibility to put our best feet, hooves or paws forward on behalf of our native countries.

In light of this responsibility, I would just like to inquire as to whether anyone might know where I could lay my hands on a copy of the local legal code. Thank you kindly.

[He tips his hat, and reaches forward to deactivate the video.]
yabigfurball: (Howl at the moon)
[Oh hey, that's Ammy on the screen. Seems she's activated her communicator for the first time in awhile. Unfortunately, she looks pretty worried. And while she's not at Ponyville, since she looks like a normal wolf, it's still Ponyville that's got her worried. After a moment to make sure that the communicator is working, she shows it a picture:]



[The sun has been missing for awhile! Where has it gone?]
revenancenpcs: (FILSS)
Hello, and welcome to-

I am sorry, my resources here appear to be limited. I have been authorized to use this network in order to make announcements regarding current events on the Mother of Invention.

Currently, many of my systems remain inoperable. However, I am attempting to make the systems control portions of the ship accessible, and I would appreciate any assistance in bringing the rest of my functions online. I will be opening up a secondary training room shortly in order to provide a route to these vital areas.

Thank you for your help, and have a nice day.
yinyangfox: (exasperation)
[ The communicator flips on, then off, then on, then off. It hisses and crackles, then flips back on. Than off yet again. Every time the communicator registers an image, it is the perplexed face of a young Asian male, lips pursed and eyes narrowed. His voice comes in on and off each time his finger jabs into the comm.]

...--is this thing?....--even know where thi--...comes from. Maybe its...--rk of some demonic enti--...--erhaps it is a curse of some sor--...

[ The constant clicking ceases suddenly, leaving the comm functioning on as the man lifts his head and blinks rapidly. An unhappy "Kupo, kupo!" can be heard out of view, followed by a hurried rush of high-pitched, aggravated words. ]

A thousand pardons! I had no idea it was a gift. I would have treated it with more respect. Please, honorable spirit, forgive my ignorance.

[ The slew of words cease spilling out at mach speed as the comm camera tilts along with the man, who bows politely, then holds his wrist out. ]

Would you be so kind as to explain this to me?

[ The comm camera shuts off again, staying off this time after a Moogle's face appears in view, followed by a fluffy hand.

Not long after, the comm crackles and snaps back on, revealing a handsome Asian face once more, marred only by an expression of puzzlement. ]


Excuse me. The little pink demon explained this is a way to communicate? I do not fully understand. It is a bit dark here.

[ He looks up and around, blinking rapidly before looking at the comm again. ]

I am in an unfamiliar village. Is there...a guide, perhaps? Or someone that can tell me what part of Kyoto this is? I was certain I knew all of the city, and I'm not entirely certain why I woke up in the middle of the street.
sailorlaughter: (Haters gonna hate)
Hiiiiiii, everypony!

[The pink pony seems cheerfully oblivious to the Hebby Rep chewing on her head.] My name's Pinkie Pie, and I just gotta say, this is the coolest dream ever! Whoever set this up totally knew what they were doing! And I mean, I've had some real dream-doozies, like that time when everything in Ponyville turned into cake and I had to eat it all while Twilight played on the tuba, but I've never-ever dreamed up my very own shiny dream-lizard before!

[She lifts a foreleg to point, causing the spirit to leap and clamp his jaws around that instead. Pinkie smiles.] I think I'm gonna call him Toothy!
unrecovered: (Default)
[The video flickers on to show both Wash and North in what looks like one of the hotel rooms. It’s far enough away that it’s obvious they’ve set it up on a flat surface somewhere. Wash is still wearing his helmet; old habits die very hard.]

Hey. Does anyone know anything about these Dream Eater things? We know they can fight and that you can make them from little rainbow pieces; aside from that, I’ve got nothing.

[There’s a squeak from offscreen, and Wash looks over-] Hey, get over here. [-and leans out of the frame.]

[North, meanwhile, has his helmet off, because all things considered, this area’s probably safe and he can let his guard down a bit. ]

Also, do they all carry loose change or something? It’s an odd way of making money.

[He glances over at Wash.]

Everything alright, Wash?

Yeah, fine, just- c’mere!

[There’s more squeaking offscreen, and finally Wash leans back into the frame, pulling his bat into his lap. The bat squeaks piteously, and it’s pretty obvious that one wing is bandaged.]

Is there a vet around here, or someone who knows how to take care of this? [He gestures at the bandage.] I can do this much, but that’s about it.

[Responses will come from both Wash ([personal profile] unrecovered) and North ([personal profile] brodakota).]

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