Helloooo Ponyville! [The unicorn smiles brightly across the scroll feed. Today he's wearing a green bowtie with a leaf design printed on it. Somepony else seems to be there with him but they're currently cut off.]

For those of you who don't know who I am, I'm The Doctor. I, like many of you with these fancy little scrolls, come from an entirely different universe from the one we're in right now. During our recent encounter with robbery and political trouble a certain mysterious figure known as the Pale Pony made an appearance- or at least those under her control did. It seems PP wanted to buy the stolen weather gem from the thief.

But not everyone here knows what I'm talking about when I say Pale Pony, which is exactly why I'm making this friendly announcement. -Well there's one other reason I'll get to that in a moment. -But yes, please feel free to ask questions about the Pale Pony and I'll tell you what I know so far from my eleven months trapped here. And so I don't have to repeat too much, please listen to the answers I give others and what they're saying.

Thank you!

[Just off screen a yellow wing can be seen near his head and a soft voice says something to him. The Doctor slaps his forehead with one hoof.] Ah! Wait! Wait! Right! That last thought!

Those of you wandering through the forest of late might have noticed there are a great number of trees with burns, holes, missing branches, or worse. This recent outbreak of violence against trees has left several birds nests damaged beyond repair and several more squirrel homeless.

P-Please stop hurting the trees. The animals are scared. [Fluttershy adds, leaning in towards the camera with some very sad looking little birds in her hooves for example. One of them has a partly fried wing which has been bandaged up by the pegasus.]

Now I'm not going to name any names yet, since there might be multiple people responsible for the damage done to our local forest. Though I know a laser gun burn mark when I see it. Let's just say there's at least one individual who I really hope sees this.

I have a proposal! Since there seem to be so many armed warriors and soldiers brought here to Ponyville with foreign weapons and a need to damage something, let's build a "training center" with a firing range and other things for beating. If there has to be violence, let's keep it in a designated area. This way fighters can prepare for the next big fight, and others can stay out of harms way. [He guides Fluttershy's hooves of pitiful birds back near the screen to emphasize this final point.]

[ooc: If desired, your character can talk to Fluttershy [SN]. Otherwise The Doctor will do most of the talking here.]

[Finally able to settle down and have some quiet time, last night Arcee was greeted to a night with...nobody. At all.

It was concerning to say the least, and considering the shenanigans these past days, she can't help but fear the worst.]

I seem to be missing my...

...family.

[She doesn't want to get sappy over the scroll right now. Primus only knows she'd break down.]

So, yeah, if you see any of them, tell them to leave a note or something before running off.

...I worry.

[Arcee outtie]

If anypony's seen those green portals and managed to avoid getting sucked in or hasn't seen them yet, I'd suggest you stay away from them. If I'm reading the magic right, they lead to movie worlds...not sure where, though. I'm working on tracking down the cause, but until I find it, anypony could get stuck in some backwater part of Movieland. Hopefully shutting it down will get people out, but if not, I have a spell that should control the portals so somepony can go in and drag them back.

( I hold your promise in my hands )

[The feed flares to life, and there's a blue mare familiar to many smiling at the scroll. That was normal. What wasn't was the fact that she had bruises across her torso, bandages on the upper part of her forelimbs from where the diamond had torn into her, and a small bandage on her face. Despite all of that, though, the smile is genuine, if a bit sheepish.]

Well, that sure was somethin'. Ah'm sorry Ah haven't said nothin' after that earthquake, but the doctor said Ah need to rest, an' Mae's...kinda been makin' me keep to that.

[And in the background in their cottage, the elf!pony throws her head back in mild frustration with a grimace. Someone's been needing to mother Neph, and Neph is stubborn as a mule at times, both in a good and in a bad way.] Yes, you need to rest! You do not need to have joint aches at your age! You are far too young for such things!

[Distracted, Nephenee turns to her, looking perturbed.] But Mae, Ah was lookin' for the E-

No 'But Mae'ing me! You are the one who is my sister, and therefore more important! If I have to tie you up, I shall!

T-that ain't necessary... [And then Neph remembered OH YEAH the feed's on, and turns back, blushing from that, and cowed. She has no doubt her sister will follow through with those words.] S-sorry 'bout that. Ahem, anyway, Ah'm mostly alright...an' finally awake. [because she halved the pain meds, so she can actually function, if with a bit of pain.] So Ah can have visitors now...

On that note, Ah wanted see how everypony was doin' that was in the right branch with me, since Ah know there were more injuries 'sides myself. Miss Fluttershy, Miss Flare Star, Miss Patchouli, Bertie, Sir Andrew, Sir Pierrot, are y'all alright? [She knows about Arcee, she just saw her, after all.]

[Her face becomes a little sad as well, since she...needs to make the announcement. She does have to center and channel her battle mindset to steel herself, so her speech changes slightly.]

Also...for those of ya who don't know, Empress Sanaki Kirsch Altina of Begnion has been returned to our homeland of Tellius. My thanks to all who not only helped protect her, but also were her friend. [Back to being the lone Tellisian here.] As for her chores at the Commune, Ah will take them on as Ah recover until they can be divided.

Thank ya all.

[And the visual cuts to black.]

( To Spark )

Dame Rarity and I would be happy to announce that the boutique is being expanded to the Night Market. Due to Miss Rarity's disappearance, I will be taking over the boutique there. You can still visit Dame Rarity's boutique in Ponyville, but if you're in the Night Market area, feel free to visit my shop.

[She tries to suppress her glee, though she's not able to completely do so. It had taken some convincing from Dame Rarity, but now she gets to own her own shop.]

I can do dresses, hats, suits and whatever you need made.

[She moves the scroll to the left to show her line of dresses she showed Dame Rarity before. It has several dresses with hats that's very flowery (and perfect for spring) and even flowery-lace on some of them.]

Here's an example of dresses I've designed. I can make any kind of dresses you would want. But that's not all I have to show.

[She then moves the scroll to the right and it shows a line of suits for stallions. The suits also have hats. Half of them are top hats and the other half are fedoras.]

And here's an example of suits for any stallion.

[Finally she moves the scroll to focus on her.]

Anyone that wants to be an assistant, feel free to come here or at Dame Rarity's boutique.

Hey, guys! So, guess what - y'know the whole Night Market thing? [Look, she used the right - ] In Lunariffica? WELL!

It's basically just like another part of Ponyville, right? But I was talking to the Cakes, and we all totally agree - it's way way WAY too far away from Sugarcube Corner! The people who live there would have to go for ages to get their delicious pastries and baked goods! It'd be awful! So me and Hubert and Cammy are going and we're gonna open up a new Sugarcube Corner on that end of town!

I'm still gonna be living here, duh, and Hubert and Cammy are gonna help me work there, but we can't do everything, 'cause me and Hubie still have to sleep and eat, and Cammy doesn't but he also doesn't have any limbs or a mouth! So he's not very good at baking or taking orders yet.

So does anyone wanna come work for us?

There's something I need to say to you. All of you, but especially...especially the changelings.

[This has been a long time coming. All things told, Andrew's been surprised not to have faced more consequences for his outburst, though Donna's reaction was more than awful enough by itself. He's been ruminating on that and on the conversation the two of them had with Melissa, and Easy Lift's commentary on the griffons after her capture finally set him off. He's still not sure he can look at the changelings and not see something dangerous and parasitic, but he doesn't want to go on being that pony.

He appears on the scroll from his bedroom at the commune, face peppered with little cuts from when Flare pulled him off his feet and face-first into a floor encrusted with gems. It's all healing, though, some of the smaller ones already disappearing again under his fur.]

I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry; you're not cockroaches and I can't -- I can't let myself think that way. I've been thinking of the changelings as vampires, but they're not. Not really, and I can't go on blaming them for things another species did, or blaming all of them for the actions of two individuals. Believe me when I say there was a reason...but that it wasn't a reason to hate all of them.

I'm sorry.