[The scroll flares to life, and there's a pretty blonde woman in a long magenta robe turning the scroll about, chuckling. To a familiar green haired woman in the background, she speaks, not realizing it's turned on:]

My my, Nephenee, the magic here is absolutely fascinating! And you say this is communicates even through moving pictures, like the recepient is right in front of you? I wonder if we can figure out how to do similar in Tellius!

Um...Calill, ya got it on. Everyone is able to see ya right now.

Really?

[And she stops turning the scroll, smiling at it.]

So this is where you all have been hiding my little friend! We've been worried sick back home about her, and yet here she is in this brightly colored land. And she tells me you were turned into ponies? How strange. But I should introduce myself. I am Calill of Crimea, Archsage extraordinaire, and mentor of this lovely lady.

Ca-Calill, stop, you're makin' me blush!

Yes yes. So I must ask, as a user of powerful magic myself, what sort of magic is at work in this land? Just this scroll is amazing, and I would like to know what other strange things there are as well.

(The first thing the visual picks up is a familiar unicorn being lifted from the ground against her will, her futile struggles casually shrugged off by a particular draconequus: the culprit, of course. With a swipe of his glowing paw, Discord rips away several things from Twilight. Some of them others may recognize as items she found in the dungeons, whereas a few of them are simply orbs of magic. Whatever the case, the experience isn't particularly comfortable for the unicorn; she enjoys it as much as reckless drop to the ground, where she falls on her face.)

Here you are with all of these toys and not a single offer to share them with others. I know you virtual types must cling to material things all the time, but I'm disappointed in you, Twilight Sparkle.

(With the stolen goods still floating in midair, Discord reels them in (quite literally, at that) and wears them for himself. Attached to his clawed arm is a mechanical gauntlet, in his pawed hand is a crystalline sword, around his waist are two obviously offworld transformation belts (with an item locked into both of them) and on his head is a strange, jester-like hat.)

I'm pretty sure Rarity would disapprove of your fashion sense, but I happen to enjoy it! It has a little bit of everything!

(Twilight picks herself up from the ground, glaring back at Discord.)

Give those back, Discord! They're not for you to steal!

They're for me to do anything I want with them. If you're so upset, why don't you use one of your fancy new spells to disagree?

(And so she does. Her horn glows brightly, but to no avail. The surprise is apparent.)

My sword...my demons...but...

Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm busy reaping the benefits of your hard work. See you in the funny papers!

(With a bright smile and a sinister laugh, the draconequus vanishes with Twilight's things, leaving the unicorn alone to decipher the events that just took place. What began as shock quickly descended into anger, the air around her literally catching flame.

The visual ends there, but immediately afterwards, a loud explosion can be heard from Ponyville. Locating it is easy; you just have to follow the mushroom cloud with its base located a safe distance away from town.)

Citizens of Ponyville, your princess speaks!

We have been brought here under duress. No doubt it is Celestia's meddling with alternate worlds again. Verily I say to you, that we have performed our duties admirably, seeing off the one you call Ako to another distant land. She hath returned to her home, this I swear to you. Thank you for coming out to see her off, everypony.

Thus being said, we have decided to move into Ponyville, as our Royal Bedchambers are currently occupied by our native presence! We will be residing at Sweet Apple Acres in Ako's place, until she hath merit to return to us whole and unharmed.

[Not that Marvelous and/or Ambrosia okayed this, she's just doing it. Deal with it you two.]

We will be visiting each and every one of the residents in turn, so that we may get to know you better. We also require a donut, no bran.

That is all.

[To no one's surprise, Arcee wasn't very thrilled about returning to the wonderful world of flesh. Nothing like adjusting to lungs. Again. It's pretty apparent when she shows up on the scroll, her ears flat against her head as she tries to keep her composure. As much as she'd just love to lash and take her anger out on everyone, first things first.]

So... anyone see Convoy? I know, dumb question, haha I lost the giant dragon. Stick it up your tailpipe. He's not in his cave and I didn't see anyone parading themselves as someone named Convoy when everyone went back to normal.

Just want to know if ...you know, he's still around.

[It's not like he was her first friend here or anything, b-baka.]

That's all.

[There's a loud yelp echoing through Ponyville, others that have already been frisked by Discord will have the pleasure of seeing him zooming down the street, a rather angry Izanagi hot on his tail, with Yu in samurai gear following just behind. An occasional burst of lightning shot out, sometimes nailing Discord in the tail, but mostly missing the creature.]

[That wasn't to say that Discord got away empty handed; he was clutching the ranger key that Yukiko had gotten for Yu for his birthday. Unfortunately he also disappeared with it before either Yu or Izanagi could get anywhere close.]


[Yu appeared on the scrolls sometime later, looking rather disgruntled as he sat on the ground. Izanagi was hovering a ways behind him but in sight of the scrolls, not acting very Persona-like has he tried to nose at a butterfly.]

That Discord is a jerk.

[In Yu speak, that was how you knew he didn't like someone.]

Say, is anyone's stuff not working properly?

[To demonstrate, he tries summoning a Ranger Key with his Mobirates, but it doesn't work.

Sure it turns, but other than that, nothing.]

I know some ponies have had their stuff stolen by Discord, but I mainly wanted to ask those that still have their stuff.

[Tails really hoped this can be fixed. He had finally gotten over his feelings of uselessness with having some means of defending himself and/or others.

If he can't morph anymore, those feelings might come back once again like it did after he got captured by the Changelings and got rescued by Sonic.]

 [When Neph had awoken this morning, she found herself no longer human, which was a little bittersweet in an odd way. On the one hand, it had been amazing to see her friends and family as their true forms, and to run around on two legs and practice with her lances as she once had. On the other hoof, she had, honestly, kind of missed being a pony. There was certainly a charm to it, after all, and this was a pony-sized world. But she'd gotten to see her friends as they were originally, saw Calill once again, and she got to make new friends, Not to mention Gwen had revived. It had been a nice week.

And then that dastard Discord accosted her after her morning run, when she was returning home (she'd showed her Mage friend the items she'd obtained awhile back), and barely managed to keep the gauntlet from the dungeon delve, but not without forfeiting the Houou ranger key and her Rider belt and lock, and even the core Flash had given her for her birthday! DISCORD RUDE. 

So blue farm pony pops up on the scroll looking...a little emotionally confused, honestly. At first her voice is fairly happy.]

So last week sure was somethin'. It was nice seein' everypony how they really look, and ta see my friend Calill again, though. Thank ya ta those who were real nice to her...Ah reckon she can seem a bit much, but she means well. Also, for those who didn't see her on the scrolls, my big sis Gwen is alive again! [She's positively ecstatic now.] Makes me want to spend even more time with her, ya know? The whole week was real special...

But Ah gotta admit, Ah missed bein' a pony a lil' bit.

Although, gotta ask... [Nephie looks a little annoyed now.] who else had that dastard Discord swipe their stuff? All Ah got away with was my gauntlet. For such a big thing, he sure is a slippery varmint.
Sorry Sir Flash...he got away with the core ya gave me for my birthday, too. Tried to get at least it back but nothin' doin'...

At least things look like they're 'bout back to normal 'sides all that, though. Strawberries are even comin' in soon, an' if ya ain't had fresh ones, you're missin' out. So Ah'll let folks now when we're pickin' 'em an' puttin' 'em on sale at the Night Market stall. Lemme know if there's any sorta way ya'd like to get some, though. like jams or somethin'.

[Okay, she's a bit worn out from so much interaction, so she'll end it there. Still an introvert.]

*Anyone who looks up in the skies today will see Alastor's castle moving from its usual position at the edge of the Everfree Forest toward the Night Market. Why? Well, just look at your scrolls, which Alastor is addressing from outside said castle.*

I don't like the feel of that magic building up in the Everfree, it's never a good sign when that much energy is building without anypony controlling it. Until somepony figures out what it's doing or it goes away, I'm moving to the Night Market.

Speaking of which, Luna's left me in charge while she rests, so if any problems show up, feel free to-

Oh, what a neat little toy you have there!

Wha-?

*Discord pops into view, examining the V-watch on Alastor's wrist. He reaches out to snatch it with his clawed hand, but only succeeds in sending Alastor for a tumble. The demon recovers and glares as Discord huffs.*

Oh, don't be so greedy! Surely you can share a little bit.

*Discord snaps the fingers of his paw and the V-watch shines...leaving Discord holding a ringing alarm clock.*

Oh now, that's just rude!

*Discord tosses the alarm clock over his shoulder, where it promptly explodes in a shower of fireworks. Alastor's castle, meanwhile, is starting to rumble ominously as its master sparks with electricity.*

I think what's rude is you showing up and trying to take my stuff. Now get out of here befo-

Oh well, I guess I'll just take this instead.

*Discord is abruptly twirling Alastor's sword in one paw, the other on his side. And then the castle lights up bright purple with a loud crack of thunder as Alastor holds out one hoof. The sword stops twirling and tugs toward Alastor once, twice, then flies toward him...draconequus still attached. And when it reaches Alastor's hoof, both beings holding the sword light up with purple lightning. For a moment, Discord's skeleton is visible, before he backs off with a huff.*

Go. Away.

Fine, you're no fun anyway.

*And as Discord vanishes, Alastor facehoofs.*

As I was saying, if there's any problems at the Night Market, feel free to call me.

[The scroll opens to show the human Gentarou and Captain Celestia standing around talking to each other. Neither seem to be addressing the scroll, so it seems like they do not realize it is recording.]

So as you can see, the amount of Cosmic Energy that goes into a person is directly proportional to the amount of friends they have. It’s why I’m swimming with it right now, since I have more than 1000 friends all over the worlds.

I have never heard of Cosmic Energy before, but when you describe it like that, I have definitely seen its effects. Have you been here long enough to hear of Nightmare Moon’s first return?

I was here for the second one at least. Well, when it involved Twilight of course. But I wasn’t here for the first one. Oh, and the wielders used the elements on Lyra too.

It seems they have been quite active lately. I have to wonder if the Elements may actually function with the same sort of Cosmic Energy? They do gain significant power when its bearers are close friends with one another.

That would explain the KRC, the Kamen Rider Club. My ultimate form, Cosmic States is empowered by our strong friendship bonds. When JK wavered, I literally lost the ability to become Cosmic.

That is too similar to the Elements to be coincidence. If so, this energy may very well exist in multiple universes under different names. I believe I have seen similar effects in my space travels, as well.

It is the power of space after all. Space bonds everyone together, and considering that the amount of power that flows through space-- [Suddenly the conversation is interrupted by a large explosion of rainbows, enveloping both the captain and Gentarou, shaking the scroll a bit. Once everything settles, Captain Celestia is still standing there, but in Gen's place there is now a unicorn with a scruffy-looking mane and very earthly cutie mark. They then proceed to pick up the conversation as if nothing at all had happened.] --would probably result in the universe providing a huge amount of energy at any given time. People have harnessed such a power for various purposes over the years, and Switches are but one of the tools the Presenters have provided to humanity.

So it tends to be channeled through a variety of items, then, be it gems or Switches. Do you think it would be possible for somepony or someone to harness it without the use of such a focus?

The raw power of friendship has been a mystery for ages, but focuses offer a medium for channeling goodwill. To date, only Gentarou has managed to channel pure friendship without an avenue, and even then he is no Kengo. Even if Kengo has lost his ability to channel raw power without a medium. Switches, like other devices such as the Precure’s Miracle Lights allow for focusing one’s thoughts and wishes through them.

Perhaps this is something to ask Ponyville at large? There are still many here who are from different universes. It would not be surprising to hear of similar stories amongst other worlds.

A new research project, one that I have no inkling of… yes, yes how interesting! I would love to do this actually.

Good! I shall be glad to assist. It would seem that the easiest means to gather the data has been left here for us to utilize. [She motions to the scroll lying there.]

Oh excellent, I’ve been meaning to get one of those. [Philip trots over and picks it up.] Very well then, we shall commence with the research as soon as possible.

 [I think one thing we've all learned by now is that robots don't adapt to being turned into animals very well. Because here's another one.

When Wheeljack arrives, he's none too excited about being there, at first wondering why everything is so -colourful-. This definitely wasn't Earth, or at least any part of Earth he knew.  It only escalates when he takes a look at his hand--...these aren't hands. Cue the anger/yelp of surprise.

...

So. What you didn't see before this broadcast was made: A badger--a very angry and frantic badger running around as fast as his legs can carry him, and even then it was more like 'wave your legs until you move forward'. Not the best of times, definitely the worst of times. Four legs are hard to adjust to, despite an Autobot's motif of being able to adapt quickly to change. Thankfully, it's over and done with quick, with a bit of wobbling as he makes his way back to the area he arrived, noticing the scroll.

It seems to be open and waiting for him.

Here, it'll start recording things for you, okay. Go on, use the scroll.]

Uh...hey.

Autobots, tell me you're pickin' up this signal, cause this is some fraggin' scrap I landed myself into.

[He sounds positively thrilled, can't you tell?]

If not, anyone got an explanation for this? I'm normally not so...this. Be much appreciated.