dazed and confused

[morphitudinous]

[Hello, scroll network! Here we have a bespectacled blue unicorn colt with a messy blond mane, sporting a classic wrench for a cutie mark.]

I'm assuming that shine means it's active? All right. I'll assume it is. Ah...hello, residents of Ponyville. I'm Billy, and from what I'm hearing I'm one among many unfortunate victims of a mass kidnapping and transformation.

[He's clearly frustrated by this, judging by the way his eyes roll.]

I'm guessing we have a lot of work to do to stop the latest threat and escape from here. So I'd like to offer my services---I'm a decent inventor and mechanic. Or at least I'd like to think I am. I'm still working on manipulating objects with this...form, but I've made progress!

[He precariously balances a wrench on his hoof, and a pile of odds and ends sits beside him. He never thinks to use that there horn.]

And while I'm here...if you have experience with interstellar travel, I'd like to talk to you. It's a personal matter.

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[morphitudinous]

No, it's not the first time. I was actually hoping to go home now.

[Unfortunately there's an Exsilium-shaped hole in his memory there, but he smiles anyway.]

But I suppose everyone feels the same.

[misplacedxsheath]

*He actually has mixed feelings about going home. He still doesn't fear his own death, but...he's been shown that there are situations that can make his life worth living again.*

These places are hardly considerate of their victims desires. But then, that's just all the more reason to search for the causes of them.

[morphitudinous]

How's your search been going?