[Hey look, it's the new guy! He appears to have raided the library at some point, though from the look of things he's having a bit of trouble figuring out what to read first.]

...If anyone can tell me where I can find information about the Pale Pony and her actions to date, I would appreciate it. Any information about what's happening to the stars, offworld powers, and whether alternative power sources have been considered would also be beneficial. I have an idea that may help stem the tide, but it's risky and I'd like to be as certain as possible before trying anything that might have lasting consequences.

Information about this world's magic and technology would also be beneficial.

[As an OOC note, I am more or less completely new both to this setting and this game - so when chaos says any information, he means it.]

[The scroll is rolled open awkwardly as a masked unicorn peers into it curiously.]

How does this thing work...? [She clears her throat a little before speaking again.]

Hi...um...Can anyone tell me what's going on? Like...where I am, exactly? I...

[She holds up a covered hoof, examining it.] I feel like I'm someplace I dreamed up when I was five...

I need an adult. A responsible one.

I'm getting my papers in for the Canterlot equivalent of high school in, and they want someone other than Marvelous-papa to sign these sheets for me. Clearly the profession of "Professional Pirate" doesn't sit well with the board of directors.

I already asked Granny Smith but she pointed out that being my landlord technically doesn't give her the right to sign off on it.

So yeah... anyone I know over the age of 18 able to sign this for me? So I can go start taking school here? I've missed a lot of my freshman year.

Zach, are you awake? You haven't been talking to me, lately.

[It's late at night. People are either asleep or heading that way.]

I know we've been here... for a while. Since October. It's almost been a year.

[Sounds like somebody's scroll is acting up.]

What do you think is going to happen? I bet George would get a kick out of me accidentally walking on 4 legs when I get back.

[And they're monologuing.]

If we get back. Do you think there's a chance we won't?

... no, me neither. One way or another, we'll see Greenvale again. Whether it's the same Greenvale we left or not, well... that might be up to fate to decide.

Did you notice? I haven't needed to smoke for a while. There hasn't been any reason to. I know you always hated it, so... maybe you can finally get off of my back about that, huh, Zach?

I still have a few left, though. From April. In case of emergency... if I have to profile again. But the scale of incidents here is usually much higher than just "murder". So, my skills haven't had to come into play.

... a little out of place, yes. But... I've managed to survive here thus far. Nearly a year, Zach. Think you've got another one in you?

I thought so.

[Some shuffling, then the audio cuts out.]