5th Confession: I left without them.

[kuukai]

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2 things

1: need some1 who can read this



2: sry about being away. didnt realize there would be a time difference



no ok actually

3: jappleack's gone and i swear 2 god i tried to get her out but

if any1 sees her tell me right away


im not talking about anything over the comms, i dont trust them anymore

if u want 2 talk ill be around the forest tomorrow afternoon i guess

Comments

[kuukai]

[ Sort of, Twilight. ]

Yeah, about time. Get yer flank out here. It's urgent.

[magicalrealist]

(Twilight knows telepathy when she hears it. She doesn't know it herself, but she knows that thinking a response back to them is the same thing. Practically.)

I'm here. What's going on?

[kuukai]

You too. C'mon. Outside. You need to see this.

[magicalrealist]

Give me a location and I'll be right over.

[kuukai]

In Ponyville. ... Towards the edge of it. Follow my voice. I'll lead you to the thing.

[marearcana]

Where exactly? I'll be right there once you let me know.

[kuukai]

In Ponyville. ... Towards the edge of it. Follow my voice. I'll lead you to the thing.

[marearcana]

[Does a mental voice even have a direction?]

All right, I'll try to follow it - I'm not sure I can tell where you're sending from.

[kuukai]

If it gets softer, tha's away. I don' have great range.

[ She looks around for landmarks. ] Big frou-frou-y purple building. Rack o' clothes outside. Looks like a unicorn workin' in it.

[marearcana]

[!]

Okay, got it. I'll probably stop inside first just in case this needs to be less suspicious, she's a friend of mine.

[kuukai]

Fine. [ Kyouko waits impatiently across the street from it, dripping blood into the bushes. ]

[marearcana]

[One future pair of bracelets later, she emerges and notices that there is definitely someone there and whoever it is is probably injured.]

Sorry about the wait.

[magicalrealist]

(Meanwhile, the unicorn counterpart follows the telepathy path directly, heading right over to the source. She arrives shortly after her royal counterpart.)

Sorry about the wait.

(That totally wasn't planned.)

[kuukai]

[ ... Seein' double. Kyouko nods deferentially to both Twilights. ] S'fine. Ya both gotta see this. [ She turns and lopes at half the speed of a canter back in the direction she came, towards the edge of the forest. ]

We found somethin' in the Pale Pony, an'... well, it's... you.

[ They arrive at the small depression just outside the forest. Allen and the computer are still sitting in it. The screen is still visible. Kyouko walks up to it. ]

Comp-- Twilight. We're back.

[ponymeisters]

WELCOME BACK, KYOUKO.

[magicalrealist]

...Twilight?

[want_a_vacation]

*Allen glances up and doesn't even blink at the near identical mares. Next to him is an unearthly seeming brown pegasus, shedding feathers that vanish into nothing as they drift away from him.*

Yeah. It's, ah...it's you from an alternate future. Or at least, a digital copy of you.

[marearcana]

How, though? Was this done consensually or not, and by whom?

[ponymeisters]

ACTIVATING VOICE RECOGNITION. . .

HELLO, TWILIGHT SPARKLE.

[kuukai]

We... don' know who did this, actually. [ She hadn't thought to ask yet. ]

Twilight? Who made you?

[magicalrealist]

Another copy...?

(Needless to say, this is incredibly concerning.)

...Twilight? What happened to you?

[ponymeisters]

I WAS CREATED BY TWILIGHT SPARKLE.

[marearcana]

[That made her extremely nervous.]

[This was, after all, the first pony Cálice had subsumed, according to Melissa. What could she say?]

[For now, she just waits for "herself" to speak up.]

[ponymeisters]

[As she said to Kyouko.]

WELCOME BACK, KYOUKO.

[marearcana]

[Yeah, we got that.]