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[fatemeter]

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.]

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[fatemeter]

Residents? You aren't a resident of that world? ...I'm sorry, but may I ask who I'm speaking to? [Come to think, maybe she should have established that before getting herself all caught up in the bigger mystery. Whoops.]

[letteropener]

Ah, I apologize! I am Princess Celestia. [The slight rustle of feathers indicates Celestia briefly attempted to make a gesture in accompaniment with that statement, but then remembered it was audio...] My sister and I rule Equestria, but my residence is in Canterlot, a city some distance from Ponyville.

The problem here is the use of the term 'world'. If you look at Traverse Town, it is a town, not a planet, but we nonetheless call it a 'world' in the realm of sleep. Similarly, Ponyville is just one town in one country in one world, but here it is a 'world' we can travel to. So I am a resident of Equestria, but not of Ponyville.

[fatemeter]

[Actual royalty? How novel. But... probably not relevant at the moment, so she mentally files it away.]

Out of curiosity, where does this terminology originate? With the pre-existing residents of this realm?

[letteropener]

[Celestia casts her mind back to her own arrival here... but comes up empty.]

I believe it comes originally from some of the sleepers here who are familiar with this situation, but to be honest, I do not know for sure.

[fatemeter]

[Oh, that's something relevant.] Familiar with this situation? How so?

[letteropener]

I believe I mentioned that the worlds here all have connections to some of us who inhabit them? The first world, Traverse Town, and the second, Twilight Town, both have some history to them.

[fatemeter]

Ah, I see. This specific situation. [More people to track down and hound for clues, then. Well, she'll definitely be able to keep herself busy.

If not by chatting with this pony. Still, she's been helpful in her own way, and certainly friendly about it.]

I'm sorry to ask so many questions of you. I do have... hypotheses on the nature of this place, but it's rather difficult to approach a case like this one without leaning too heavily on preconceptions.

[letteropener]

Never apologize for asking questions. There's no better way to learn, and to understand. None of us have all the answers here, but with every question we ask and answer, we get closer to the truth.

[fatemeter]

[Amazing, something they can agree on! Even if it is sort of another platitude. A trace of Naoto's elusive smile might even be audible as she replies - it's practically an in-joke.] Quite so. And none more critical than the ones we ask of our own assumptions.

...That being the case, would you mind if I contacted you again, should your particular expertise become relevant? [Besides, if there might be a link between this Celestia and the way in which new parts of this realm spring up, however tenuous, it probably couldn't hurt to keep tabs on her.]

[letteropener]

Of course you can. I'm happy to put my knowledge at your disposal. I might also recommend speaking with my sister in turn, who also has much she might be able to share.

[Celestia's basically looking out for Luna, there. She knows more about most things Equestria than Luna, after all, but her sister has wisdom and insight of her own and must not be discounted.]

[fatemeter]

Your sister? Another... horse, correct?

[If not... well, she knows enough history not to want to assume anything about royal families, but...]

[letteropener]

Yes. Princess Luna, my sister, is an alicorn as I am. She is also more prone to exuberance, but I hope that will not cause you any grief.

[fatemeter]

["Exuberance"... That still sounds worringly euphemistic, but since it's in a very different way, she'll run with it.]

Then thank you very much for your assistance - er, Your Highness. [She's nothing if not polite.]

[letteropener]

You are quite welcome, Naoto Shirogane.

[Ponies often have two-word names, and nopony has explained the full complicated details of human family names to Celestia yet...]