[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.

Comments

[video]

[sailorlaughter]

Awwwwwwwww...well, that's okay! We can still be friends!

[video]

[revenancenpcs]

If that is what you particularly desire.

[video]

[sailorlaughter]

AWESOME! You want a cupcake, Miss or Mister New Friend?

[revenancenpcs]

Should that be what you wish to do.

[sailorlaughter]

Great! Where should I bring it? Your video's not on, y'know, I can't even SEE you!

[revenancenpcs]

You may leave it in the post office.

[sailorlaughter]

Great! See you there!

[revenancenpcs]

[Unfortunately, should Pinkie arrive at at the Post Office, there doesn't seem to be anyone there at all. Either the mysterious person is shy or she's meant to just leave it there.]

[sailorlaughter]

[Pinkie spends a while wandering the Post Office, calling out and looking in various, increasingly improbable hiding spots. Eventually, though, she just gets bored and leaves the cupcake on a plate, with a few signs and even a small blinking arrow pointing at it.

Before she goes, she calls out again:]

This was fun! I should warn you for next time, though, I'm TOTALLY Ponyville's Hide-and-Seek Champion! Five years running!

[revenancenpcs]

[There is no direct answer to Pinkie's comment. Nor does a figure appear in response to Pinkie's comment. In fact, it's only once Pinkie has left the Post Office entirely that the cupcake disappears.

The wrapper, on the other hand, is neatly folded and left to rest on the plate.]

[sailorlaughter]

[An hour or so later, Pinkie peeps her head back in, perking up at the sight of the empty plate.]

Ooooh, yay, they got it! I hope you liked it...if you're still here, I dunno.

[She trots over to get the plate, half-talking to herself at this point. Why would they stick around once it was gone? Unless they live here or something.

...maybe she should throw a house-post-office-warming party?]

[revenancenpcs]

[As before, there's no answer to the comment. Still, if she wants to hold a house-post-office-warming party, the mysterious voice is probably unlikely to actually stop her.]

[sailorlaughter]

[Pinkie shrugs and turns to trot out of the post office. She'll figure that out later!]