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mylittlejamjar2014-08-15 09:31 am
staff_e) wrote in mylittlejamjar2014-08-15 09:31 am
1st Contact
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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...
[(Semi-Accidental) Visual]
[The scroll appears to be blank, but there's a faint sound of two voices talking to each other, though what they're saying is hard to make out. There's a silence that seems to signify the end of the odd audio note, but suddenly a very strange looking green... thing appears on the scroll, illuminated by a sparkly mint-colored light.]
Hey, is this thing recording us? I can see myself on the page!
[The angle of the video shifts slightly downward, revealing that the green thing is attached(?) to the head of a pale green pony with a mop of a dark mane covering his eyes. Somehow, he can apparently still see because he's staring at the scroll curiously.]
It looks like parchment, but it's some kind of recording technology? And it's floating...
I think you're doing that, big guy. It didn't start floating till we messed with it.
The floating? But how?
I don't know, maybe it's actually me doing it. I'm all sparkly and shit, like a wizard.
[The puppet stretches out its hands in a 'ta da!' sort of pose.]
... I don't think wizards sparkle. I've never seen one sparkle, anyway.
And you've never seen a talking equine -- Mister Ed and the peanut butter slathered lies that surround him don't count -- but look at the page. That's you, man. This isn't the time to be using the argument of 'I've never seen it before' and deny my newfound wizardry.
[There's more silence while the green thing, which appears to be a puppet, ceases its flapping of the mouth and the pale green pony stares into the scroll with intense concentration. He begins to make silly faces at it, sticking his tongue out childishly, then puffing out his cheeks while following the slow movements of his head.]
Huh...
[Well, look at that. Yata is a pony. A suddenly very uncomfortable looking pony, now starting to reel back from the scroll. He tries to maintain a level-head though he's feeling close to freaking out because while he's been in some seriously weird situations before, none of them involved him being turned into an entirely different species!]
Ah... hm. Okay, so, since you're apparently a wizard... do... do you know what's happening? Do you know... where my hands are? ... is there a hand on my face?
[There's a pause as his panic starts to build.]
Kereellis. Are... are you on my face-hand?!
How in the hell do you get the idea that you have a HAND on your FACE?
YOU'RE USUALLY ON MY HAND AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Hey, just take a deep breath and relax! Whatever's happening, you're safe and still in one piece, you got me with you, and-- and for the love of quasars, horses don't have hands on their FACES!
[Yata really wants to be reassured right now, but could they really compare whatever they knew about reality to this current strangeness? Where even were they? Maybe it was all just a really weird dream.
Remembering that they were being recorded by the scroll, he stares at it again helplessly as he tries to process what's going on and tries to muster up the words to ask for assistance. After a few seconds, the view of the scroll shifts to frame just the puppet.]
I'm guessing this thing transmits... or we have to mail it, or whatever. Anyway, whoever sees this, can you update us on what the buck is going on before this guy's mind bursts?
[He hated to admit that he had no idea what was happening himself, but -- wait, did he just say 'buck' instead of...? Oh man, it seems as if a moment of horror is also dawning on the puppet just before the video ends.]
[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...
[(Semi-Accidental) Visual]
[The scroll appears to be blank, but there's a faint sound of two voices talking to each other, though what they're saying is hard to make out. There's a silence that seems to signify the end of the odd audio note, but suddenly a very strange looking green... thing appears on the scroll, illuminated by a sparkly mint-colored light.]
Hey, is this thing recording us? I can see myself on the page!
[The angle of the video shifts slightly downward, revealing that the green thing is attached(?) to the head of a pale green pony with a mop of a dark mane covering his eyes. Somehow, he can apparently still see because he's staring at the scroll curiously.]
It looks like parchment, but it's some kind of recording technology? And it's floating...
I think you're doing that, big guy. It didn't start floating till we messed with it.
The floating? But how?
I don't know, maybe it's actually me doing it. I'm all sparkly and shit, like a wizard.
[The puppet stretches out its hands in a 'ta da!' sort of pose.]
... I don't think wizards sparkle. I've never seen one sparkle, anyway.
And you've never seen a talking equine -- Mister Ed and the peanut butter slathered lies that surround him don't count -- but look at the page. That's you, man. This isn't the time to be using the argument of 'I've never seen it before' and deny my newfound wizardry.
[There's more silence while the green thing, which appears to be a puppet, ceases its flapping of the mouth and the pale green pony stares into the scroll with intense concentration. He begins to make silly faces at it, sticking his tongue out childishly, then puffing out his cheeks while following the slow movements of his head.]
Huh...
[Well, look at that. Yata is a pony. A suddenly very uncomfortable looking pony, now starting to reel back from the scroll. He tries to maintain a level-head though he's feeling close to freaking out because while he's been in some seriously weird situations before, none of them involved him being turned into an entirely different species!]
Ah... hm. Okay, so, since you're apparently a wizard... do... do you know what's happening? Do you know... where my hands are? ... is there a hand on my face?
[There's a pause as his panic starts to build.]
Kereellis. Are... are you on my face-hand?!
How in the hell do you get the idea that you have a HAND on your FACE?
YOU'RE USUALLY ON MY HAND AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Hey, just take a deep breath and relax! Whatever's happening, you're safe and still in one piece, you got me with you, and-- and for the love of quasars, horses don't have hands on their FACES!
[Yata really wants to be reassured right now, but could they really compare whatever they knew about reality to this current strangeness? Where even were they? Maybe it was all just a really weird dream.
Remembering that they were being recorded by the scroll, he stares at it again helplessly as he tries to process what's going on and tries to muster up the words to ask for assistance. After a few seconds, the view of the scroll shifts to frame just the puppet.]
I'm guessing this thing transmits... or we have to mail it, or whatever. Anyway, whoever sees this, can you update us on what the buck is going on before this guy's mind bursts?
[He hated to admit that he had no idea what was happening himself, but -- wait, did he just say 'buck' instead of...? Oh man, it seems as if a moment of horror is also dawning on the puppet just before the video ends.]
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NO REALLY
EVEN HER OWN OTHER SELF IS JUST DOUBLETAKING BECAUSE GOOD SIR YOUR HORN IS TALKING AND MOVING]
H-hi..................
[She looks a little dizzy.
Are you certain that sundae didn't have poison joke in it?
In spite of herself, her answer is murmured out loud.]
I don't...know? Nnn?.........
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Hey... uh...
[He knows that look. It's that "wtf?" look he often got back home. Great, even in a place that's totally weird and has talking ponies and animals, he still ends up being extra weird. The green puppet pipes up again.]
Not exactly helpful, girlie! What, never seen a devastatingly handsome puppet on a horse before?
[Yata frowns as he tries to look up at the puppet.]
W-What? Am I just your steed?!
Not just my steed. You're also my faithful and loyal sidekick.
Wait a second, I'm not the Robin to your Batman!
Well, duh, it's your horn that's up my butt right now...
... [He decides to drop this line of conversation and looks to the scroll again.]
Sorry, that, um. That wasn't me. So... did you just suddenly appear here too?
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[Seriously what the heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee]
D-.....did that just...
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[While Yata tries to talk to her and get some answers, Kereellis decides it's better to try to explain themselves first.]
I have a name: Kereellis, and this is Yata. Since you seem to be having some cognitive stalling, I'll try to break this down for ya.
I'm an alien from beyond the Pleiades -- hey, how's it goin', nice to meet ya. My buddy Yata here is a channeler; he's also a loud snorer and can take forever in the bathroom. W-What?! Hey! Anyway, my brain mojo synced with his from many light years away -- a unit of distance, not time, mind you -- and that's how I'm here talking to you through this attractive bit of cloth.
[The puppet, illuminated by magical sparkles, flips some of its yellow yarn hair with its little hand.]
I'm also apparently a magical unicorn now.
[Yata adds that on oh so helpfully, since he's learned he's not some face-handed horse mutant. He figures magic plays into how he's able to manipulate the puppet without the need for a hand.]
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...Y-yes you...you are a unicorn now. This is Equestria...
[Visual]
That is some impressive puppetry and ventriloquism, man.
[Surprise isn't even sure what to say. She could try answering the newpony's questions, sure, but all of...this is a bit much for her to take in at the moment. All she can do is say the first thing off the top of her head.]
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I, uh, I don't know how to do ventriloquism.
Yeah, I'm all me, baby! Kereellis is the name, collecting nostalgic vinyl figures is my game! Original Bullmarks only, none of that replica junk.
She has no idea what you're talking about...
We've all got something in common then. She's confused, we're confused, maybe we can exchange some understanding, here. First off, can you tell my buddy Yata here that horses don't have hands on their faces?
[Yata offers a slight smile to the confused pony on the scroll; suddenly he feels embarrassed. Yes, only just now did he feel embarrassed.]
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[This is slightly weirding her out but whatever. It's not like it's too much weirder from anything else here, or on her own Equestria.]
Well, for one, you don't have a hand on your face man. You've got a horn. You're a unicorn, and you probably are the one doing the levitating even if it isn't on purpose. Magic is kind of what unicorns do.
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[A horn's better than a face-hand, definitely. He seems intrigued by the mention of 'magic'.]
And unicorns use their horns for their magic? Like a magic wand that's a part of them?
That would explain my sudden glow. [The puppet surrounded by mint-colored sparkles spreads its arms out again, as if it wasn't already obvious enough.] You're the wizard, Yata!
Are there a lot of other unicorns here? ... what exactly is here, by the way?
[Visual]
It's some stupid horse planet that kidnaps people or some crap. I don't know, I wasn't paying too much attention. Oh, and they like to start fires for fun, so uh, watch out for that. I guess.
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BUCKIN' FINALLY. Thanks. That makes a lot more sense.
[Yata doesn't seem to be as relieved. His confusion lingers.]
A... horse planet? Then how did we get here? Did we get abducted?
Didn't you hear the nice bird-man, kid? Kidnapped. By pyromaniac horses.
[... all right, so that's just how it's going to be then. But--]
[Yata eyes the black-feathered figure in the scroll. His hair looks impeccable. ... Birds have hair?]
So, you're obviously not a horse. Are you like... a tengu or something?
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And I see you've already made friends with the planet's censorship. Work hard enough and sometimes you can get around it!
[It's like a game.]
Sure, why not, let's go with tengu. 'Cause I have no idea what the hell I am.
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Have you been on this planet long, um...
[Yata pauses, realizing no names have been exchanged.]
Sorry, I'm Yata and this is Kereellis.
[The puppet waves as he is introduced.]
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[Might as well get that out of the way, he'll probably forget their names later on.]
And dude, I've been on this planet way longer than I wanna be. Shit sucks, they couldn't even leave me with my ship.
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I guess we're going to be here for a while too, then. It's not so bad here, is it? ... aside from becoming an animal... thing.
Bad or not, starvation won't be as close as it was back home, at least. You're a horse and there's grass. Lots of grass.
? No way, I'm not eating grass. I saw a bakery.
Did you also see a money tree?
[Yata pauses, then sighs. Of course, in any society there would be a need for currency and, therefore, a job. A place to live would be good too.]
You wouldn't happen to know if horses have an employment agency, would you?
[The question sounds dry rather than sincerely curious. Shit indeed sucks.]