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[Groggily, Yata stirred from a sleep he couldn't really remember falling into. The last thing he did remember was... was heading back to his apartment after a long day of volunteer work at the city's newest park. He might have felt a little strange as he left the station, but he chalked that up to exhaustion and needing sleep; he faintly remember Kereellis mumbling something about 'not feeling' right too though...]

[Lifting his body from the ground, he looked through the veil of dark hair covering his eyes and observed his colorful surroundings. He'd honestly never seen a place so vibrant, everything from buildings to trees, even the sky possessing a downright saccharine quality. Even Yata himself felt something different about himself, but he couldn't place what exactly.]

[He briefly wondered if Numata had played some kind of bizarre and actually really good prank on him, if he'd eaten something funny, or maybe he had just been that tired from pulling weeds and cutting grass at the park and now he was seeing things? Or still dreaming, perhaps.]

[As he quietly pondered, he spotted something nearby on the ground that he almost missed among all the colors: a curious roll of parchment. Maybe it was a note or a hint about their surroundings?]

Look, Kereellis...

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[It's about two hours after the appearance of the Pale Pony, and everything that came with it. You might think that things would calm down again, but no.

This time, Flare Star fires up a scroll that she basically pulled straight away from Dust and starts talking, about as seriously as many ponies have ever heard out of her - the exceptions being Queen Chrysalis (who got to hear the tone when she was attacking the pegasus) and Zecora (whom she helped during Nightmare Night).]

The cards've been played. I don't know what kind of feeling that was that I felt back there, but I know it is evil. No more playing around, no more wasting time trying to understand.

I'm not saying that we don't still need to research this nag, far from it. In fact, we need to centralize our research, so that everypony has the same access to it. It's only right in times of war to allow your soldiers to know of the enemy they fight.

She pulls us all in at random, focusing on those with powers, and then every month, she culls. A few more get drawn into her, possibly for keeps. By standing before us today, by proving that she exists, she has declared war. Not on Equestria, but on every last one of our worlds.

Buck compassion, and buck caring for a pony so far gone that she'll steal souls for her own gain.

She needs to die.

Who's with me?

Well, that happened.

[Woona is wearing a t-shirt reading I Stared Down the Pale Pony and all I got was this T-Shirt]

[She's only writing this because she can't handle showing herself right now. Plus crying on the scrolls twice in a roll won't do any good for her or her business if she comes across as a cry baby.

The writing is clear, but slightly shaky.]

Kreutzer has died. She was killed by the Pale Pony.

The boutique is closed until further notice.

[There clearly was more, but it seems a couple drops of water had gotten on whatever else she wrote and erased it into a puddle.]