First Dig [visual]

[ghostgem]

[Hello, Ponyville. Your newest import is a small purple dragon with bizarre gem-eyes! And she's walking around, looking at the scroll. Judging from the trees behind her, it looks like she's near the forest. Somehow, her hands are free! What you can't see is that she's using her scarf like a second set of hands, holding on to the scroll. When she speaks, she seems pleasant enough, and her voice has a friendly southern twang to it]

This here scroll's pretty nifty, I have to say! We got somethin' like this, sorta, called a frism. Got one at home, under lock and key! It's a weird little jar made'a ice that's so cold, it can freeze voices. Then when you warm it up, it plays the voice back for ya! But it can't record pictures, not like this! No sir-ee.

Er… [she pauses, tapping her claws to her chin] Ain't what I'm here to talk about though!

My name's Gemineye! Gemmy for short! [she says it "Jimmy"] I'm a Pokémon, ya see. And I'm mighty curious as to who owns this here land. I s'pect this is a good place to live. S'good as any! [she holds the scroll out, showing an area near the foothills of Rambling Rock Ridge. She's marked it off with whatever she could find; rocks, leaves, flowers, whatever.] But I don't just wanna take it over! I got Bits! Plenty of 'em fer land like this! [her Poké and the handful of gems she'd had in her bag had carried over pretty well]

Ah, and once I get the land, I'm gonna need me a favor from one of y'all. Architecture ain't my strongest point, and I'd like a little hut out here. Just a roof to keep out the elements, I reckon. The sooner I get a base of operations, the sooner I can get to servin' this fine community with my special talents![buttering you ponies up? You bet. She turns the scroll back on herself]

I s'pose I should also ask if any of ya know what a "Pokémon" is. Most of the Ponyta --- er… "ponies" -- I talked to ain't never heard of 'em before! Ain't sure how that's possible. They also called me a dragon. I can tell ya what, I ain't no dragon-type! [she laughs, because it's a FUNNY JOKE SEE] I'm a Sableye, like my mom and her mom and her mom before her! We're ghost and dark types! Dragon… pretty silly.

Comments

[buckleupforsafety]

You say that, but I've seen ponies talking on the scrolls. It'll sneak in when you least expect it.

[ghostgem]

[She winks! SOMEHOW she has eyelids big enough to cover those gem eyes. Shut up it's cartoon land] But I'm not a pony! Haw! And a good businesslady must always be aware of her vocabulary!

[buckleupforsafety]

[creepy]

Is that your special talent? Business?

[ghostgem]

Uhhh.. well.. I guess? It's what I'm best at!

[buckleupforsafety]

With everything else that goes on here, I was expecting it to be friendship or cupcake sprinkles.

[ghostgem]

Whadya mean by "special talent" anyhoo? I mean, I guess most folk've got something they're good at.

[buckleupforsafety]

I thought I heard you say something about what you were going to do for us with your special talents.

At least yours might get you somewhere. The only "special talent" [it's too bad you can't do finger quotes with hooves] I have is henching and no one in Ponyville needs that.

[ghostgem]

Ho! Haw! You're right. I did say that.

Henching? As in... henchman?

[buckleupforsafety]

[surprised but pleased that she actually knows what that is]

For the best villain ever.

[ghostgem]

Villainry, huh? Well, can't say I approve, not directly. But it does sound like it'd be an exciting life!