Fourth Stitch: Making My Way Downtown

[sailorgenerous]

[It's immediately obvious that Rarity is in Ponyville - not because she's a pony, as that's her default state of affairs, but because it's broad daylight outside. She smiles at the communicator and moves it in a slow pan, showcasing everything before her; as she's standing on the bridge next to the portal, this encompasses the town square and a good amount of scenery.]

For those of you who haven't seen the new world yet, this is Ponyville, where Princess Celestia and Princess Luna and Pinkie Pie and I are from! Well, I suppose Princess Celestia and Princess Luna are technically from Canterlot, but we don't seem to be able to go there at the moment.

Anyway, now that you all have the hang of walking, I'd be more than happy to show you around if you haven't already had a chance to do some exploring of your own. There are Nightmares in a few places, however, so be sure your Spirits are up to task when you come. And if you haven't quite figured out walking yet, I'd be happy to help you with that too. [And if Emile and Chell don't think they're getting the full tour of the town, they're sadly mistaken.]

Oh! And there might be a timberwolf made with white bark walking around sometimes. Don't panic - it's actually quite friendly! Evidently not everypony becomes- well, a pony when they come here.

And Pinkie, I'd say we're long overdue for a welcome party, wouldn't you?

[anonymous text]

[revenancenpcs]

[Some of you may recognize the anonymous text from the last time it showed up, back when there were hardly any worlds at all. To others, it may be new. Regardless of which happens to be the case, that is most certainly an anonymous post, when the moogles have sworn that it shouldn't even be possible to make an anonymous post.]

Hmph. So there are now even more of you here? I suppose there truly are no limits to how many he can draw in, only to leave to flounder. Stranger, or acquaintance...in the end, the result will still be the same.

Not that such efforts matter. No matter how many dreamers accumulate here, you cannot change what was laid out long ago.