her_mouse_jesty: (Bring Honor To Us All)
 [With all the strangeness that happened during the 4th wall shenanigans, Minnie hadn't been able to properly introduce herself to this community. That simply wouldn't do! So today, with her Meow Wow constantly bouncing behind her, as they tend to do, she holds up the device in her hands, hoping she's using it correctly. Technology was more of her husband's specialty.]

Greetings, one and all. I'd like to thank you for your very warm and generous hospitality, and to formally introduce myself to those I haven't met yet. I am Queen Minnie Mouse, ruler of the Disney Kingdom. It is a pleasure to meet all of you. I'm... still confused about a few things here, but many of you have been very kind to inform me about what's going on.

So I would like all of us to work together, and become very good friends! The bonds of friendship are the strongest thing in every world! 
hiptobe_eraqus: (Excuse me?)
[Eraqus's communicator switches on suddenly in the middle of the night, although this is due to Kura, his Hebby Repp. Apparently, there is some to-do going on in the room next to the bedroom...]

[Most of the large pile of Spirits are snoozing, all except for the newest, Shikara. The Flowbermeow is bouncing quickly around Chuza, trying to get the Meow Wow to wake up. Come on, what if master is having nightmares again? They should go check on him! Except Chuza, being the laziest Spirit on Mars herself, is fast asleep. She tries bouncing on Chuza, but no go.]

[Obviously, this requires extra hands. Shikara then proceeds to use that boundless energy to stir awake all the other Spirits she can find...Gengo, Jyunai, Soemon, the new adopted additions Ma-ti and Linka, and of course Kura is already up. Only Yaza is nowhere to be found. Shikara bounces around, sharing that excitement. Come on, guys! If we all jump, that will wake up Chuza! Then master will have two Meow Wows being all responsible!]

[At first, just Ma-ti joins in, rolling into Chuza. That does nothing, so Linka tries bouncing on her head. Still nothing. Eventually, Soemon and Gengo begin bouncing too, all while Jyunai just scolds them in the corner. However, with both a Kooma Panda and a Thunderaffe all stomping along with the others, it's enough weight and motion to shake the entire house. Chuza doesn't wake up...but Eraqus does, and he comes storming in a moment later.]


What in the worlds is going on here?!

[Every Spirit stops in place and looks up at him. Oops, caught red-pawed. He notices the light coming from the switched-on communicator, and just buries his face in one palm, looking exasperated.]
sailorlaughter: (OMG SO EXCITE)
Guys! GuysguysguysguysGUYS!

[The camera swings up to what is clearly the orchard just outside of Ponyville, just in time to catch a treeful of teal blossoms turning into tiny gray apples.]

LOOK at THIS! Do you guys know what this MEANS?

It's ZAPAPPLE SEASON!!! I'm TOTALLY gonna make zapapple jam all by myself, JUST so you can all see how good it tastes! I think I know most of the rules and signs and stuff - Rarity, do you know any of them? Or Princesses? Oh, and if anyone else wants to help me make jam, just show up after the giant storm with a bunny suit and anything pink polka-dotted!
statisticallyterrible: (CouLD yOU COme oVer HErE?)
[The video is quick, only a few seconds long. The camera captures a shop from a short distance away, easy to identify for anyone who knows the area. More interesting is the voice heard in the background:]

Four days. Jesus.

[The camera turns to show a man, looking none too great with a hand rubbing over his face. The armor has changed, but it's undeniably Agent Washington.

And that's all, before the feed clicks off. Here he is, folks, come collect.]
raisethemoon: (my old friend)
[The feed opens on the sky, showing sunset over what can only be Ponyville. Considering the vantage point, it's being taken from a cloud, but even though its author could only be one of a few people, Luna does not speak.

The shot holds as the light fades from the sky, until the stars and moon rise. One could be excused, really, for not watching the entire thing. Finally, she speaks up, still from behind the communicator:]


I would not have placed the stars quite that way. [Sigh] But I suppose 'tis well enough.

[She pauses for another long moment.]

Incidentally, I am seeking new lodgings in Traverse Town. Suggestions would be much appreciated.
fatemeter: (hope you're prepared)
Good evening. [However little that means in a place that doesn't seem to have actual days, it hardly hurts to be polite.] My name is Naoto Shirogane. In my... own world [there's just a moment of hesitation], I'm a detective by trade. As such, in the interest of consolidating what information we have, I have a few questions I'd like to ask.

[It might be a bit difficult to put a gender to the voice here without any visual cues. It is unambiguously young - but given the practised, professional air with which all of this is being reeled off, you might overlook that. To some extent, that's the point.]

Firstly: what are the last events you recall before waking up in this "realm of dreams"? Is the memory continuous as far as you can remember, or is there a gap?

Secondly: were you previously familiar with the phenomenon of movement between different worlds, voluntary or otherwise? If so, what comparisons could you draw, if any, to the process of entering this one?

Thirdly: from what you know of those in this same situation, can you think of any commonalities we may have had prior to our arrival here? Is there evidence to suggest that the selection is something other than wholly random - based on certain criteria, perhaps, or even a conscious choice on the part of some other entity?

And, finally... [This level tone of voice doesn't change.] Where in this place might somebody procure firearms, should the need arise?

[Potentially unfortunate implications? What unfortunate implications?]

I assure you, any answers you can offer will be helpful. Thank you for your time.

[Without fanfare, the recording switches off.]
colorbymemory: (content)
[Namine isn't often one to start conversations on the communicator like this, but recent conversations have given her an idea. So here she is, her sketchbook in hand.]

I know some of us agreed to help look for the missing items in Ponyville, and I thought it might help if we had a drawing of them so everyone knows what we're looking for. I've tried one...

[She holds up the sketchbook. While she has the basic shapes of the jewels on the necklaces and tiara right, some of the details are wrong. For instance, the necklaces look like pendants on chains instead of collars, and the star on the tiara is smaller than it should be.]

...but I'm not sure if it's right. If I get a good description, though, I'm sure I could do better, and that might help everyone who is looking.
salvagedlight: (pony!)
[It's an accident, okay? Well, mostly an accident, at least. ...Okay maybe one-third an accident. But still, an accident.]

[When Ven crossed the portal into the new world, the first thing he'd done was fall flat on his face at the sudden transition from two feet to four. But the new body he found himself in seemed to know what to do on its own, as long as he didn't think about it - and when he tried pushing himself to his feet, one of the things he discovered was he now had two buzzing things on his back that seemed to be lifting him into the air. Craning his now more-mobile neck showed him that they were, indeed, wings, only smaller than Luna and Celestia had, but apparently still plenty powerful. So it was natural for him to try and test them out, right?]

[The first clue that he had other abilities as a pony was when he tried to fly through a cloud and bounced right off, sending him into a little tumble but leaving him perplexed and not hurt. He approached it more slowly, poking it with a hoof, and his eyes widened as he saw it skid away from him, like a pillow he was pushing along the floor. After that... well...]

[Look, he hasn't really gotten to have much of a childhood, alright? Mostly Ven's a mature teenager, too old in some ways, but the ability to just cut loose and have fun is one he will indulge in occasionally. Also he doesn't exactly know what the abilities of this new form are. So he's nudged a bunch of clouds together above the main square of the town, and has decided to turn them into, more or less, a giant trampoline. He has no idea that bouncing on them is going to cause a cloudburst below them...]
amygdalae: you won't like the alternative (let's just do this the easy way)
[Soooooo.

Bruce isn't exactly sure where he is, but its pretty clear he isn't in Kansas New York anymore. Or even America, for that matter. Possibly Earth too, considering his attempts to get information.]


Um.

[Should he be using this thing? Its kind of... yeah. Suspicious. Its not everyday you fall asleep to wake up somewhere else with a strange device on you. (Well okay, the first part is something that’s happened while the second... actually, nevermind that.)

At least the place is... interesting. For a lack of a better word.]


If there’s anybody out there watching this - I would appreciate it if I could have an explanation about--all of this. [Gesturing to his surroundings in question for emphasis, which is a nice shot of one of the districts for a few moments before its broken by the aborable sounds of a Meow Wow as it starts to jump up and down, taking the screen each time.]

[...yeah so after a bit Bruce angles the device back at him, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.] I did try asking, but I don’t think a couple of ‘kupos’ and a cat-thing following after me is exactly the answer I’m looking for.

[Attempts to put on a smile here. Just... help him out here, please? He would appreciate it, really.]
duke_of_pook: (?)
[At first it might not seem like there's much of anything on screen, save that it's very white. Suddenly it shifts, revealing a mouth, eyes- oh my, that there's someone's nose.

Fone strokes his chin as he eyes the video source before finally speaking up.
]

Hullo? This thing is on, right?

Um. ....my name's Fone Bone, and I guess you could say I just got here? I'm still tryin' to get used to this whole idea of here as it is...

At least it sure beats bein' stuck in th' middle of an ocean, floatin' on a wooden coffin...

[The Bone sighs. At least in those dreams he'd been able to wake up.]

Is there anyone else around? It'd be nice to know I'm not just talkin' to myself here, so if you could just, y'know, give a holler or something.

[Abruptly he winces, throwing a glare off screen before he lifts his other hand up and gives it a shake to try dislodging a gnawing Komory Bat.]

-an' can anyone tell me what to feed this guy before he eats me alive?
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!
trademark_skull: (Please shut up now)
[It was the middle of the night, or middle of the morning, whichever you want to call it. For most here, the art of sleep may have been... sort of an odd ritual than normal, with the constant reoccurring dreams. Emizel had been good about it not bothering him that much for quite some time. Many demons had a habit for staying awake for days on end and then sleeping all that time off later. Which may have been part of the case here, only now, this time the dreams were really starting to get to him.]

[Getting to sleep wasn't the hard part, it was trying to stay there. Rolling to a different side, curling up, straightening out, lie on his back, neither of those things were making anything different. Still the same dream, still the same memory. Being abandoned was bad enough just the first time, of course he didn't want to be reminded of it another twenty times more.]

[The next time Emizel woke up he got so fed up that he chucked the pillow across the room, disrupting the Spirits. From there he sat up and brought his knees to his chest.]

... I'm not allowed to forget, am I? [Buries face.]

[... Alright alright. Maybe there was something that could distract him from this. A minute or so later he looked up to the nightstand and grabbed the device, and clicked it open. There had to be something else going on..]


((If I know whenever or not Emizel is freelancing hotels again, or if he's staying with the Tea Shop gang or Days Trio by now, this post may double as an action one too))
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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