Ben Birdland | Big Band (
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[There's a minotaur all up in your collective grills, Equestria. One that has his face mostly obscured by a trenchcoat and fedora, both in a dusty light brown.]
Alright. Clearly, I musta fallen asleep in front of one of Peacock's shows or something. Because this is one hell of a dream.
[His voice is smooth, rich, and deep, almost as if he's a natural born singer.]
... well, either that, or some Skullgirl made the world's worst wish. Seriously, why's this place gotta be so bright...
Moping aside, might as well introduce myself. The name's Ben Birdland, but you can call me Big Band. It's what I'm used to.
Now, anybody wanna give me directions to the nearest bar? Because if I'm gonna wait this thing out, I'm gonna wait it out with some gin.
[If anybody so chooses, they can find the hulk of a bull stomping (lightly) around the Town Square, trying to get his bearings. Seems like there's a similarly massive saxophone strapped to his back, and he's having no trouble carrying it around.]
Alright. Clearly, I musta fallen asleep in front of one of Peacock's shows or something. Because this is one hell of a dream.
[His voice is smooth, rich, and deep, almost as if he's a natural born singer.]
... well, either that, or some Skullgirl made the world's worst wish. Seriously, why's this place gotta be so bright...
Moping aside, might as well introduce myself. The name's Ben Birdland, but you can call me Big Band. It's what I'm used to.
Now, anybody wanna give me directions to the nearest bar? Because if I'm gonna wait this thing out, I'm gonna wait it out with some gin.
[If anybody so chooses, they can find the hulk of a bull stomping (lightly) around the Town Square, trying to get his bearings. Seems like there's a similarly massive saxophone strapped to his back, and he's having no trouble carrying it around.]
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Or maybe including it. Flare had weird tastes in guys.]
North side of town, s'called the Decanter. Doesn't stock gin, but it's pretty well-off when it comes to brandy and hard cider. We're lookin' for performers to replace a few of our usuals who are out for personal reasons, in fact, if you're interested.
Oh, and welcome to Ponyville. Get comfortable, because you'll probably be here a while.
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North, north... [He's squinting and looking up towards the sun, starting to meander that-a-ways while talking.] Well, thank you for the help, kind stranger. Can't say I've performed in a long time, but--
Hold up. "Ponyville"? You sure I ain't dreaming here?
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Don't you guys have places like "Mansfield", too? Kinda throwin' stones in the glass house, there.
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And, uh... well, that's probably somebody's last name. Maybe. Never been there, myself.
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It's, uh...
[That's not fair, why didn't anyone warn her there were cow people here?!]
...somewhere.
[Flawless.]
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[Clearly, he's not amused by this outcome.]
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Okay, one, don't ever call me that again.
[Her ears fold back, clearly joining him in the not amused club.]
Two...it's called the Decanter. Don't expect anything amazing, but it's all they got.
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Yeah, you're lookin' for the Decanter. North side of town, kinda off by itself.
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I was already on my way there. Flare Star tipped me off a little earlier. But thanks, anyway.
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My, first time I've seen an arrival turned into a minotaur. Congratulations, you've broken new ground.
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I suppose it was a matter of time, with the amount of new arrivals this place gets. In any case, welcome to Equestria. I trust you have already been pointed in the direction of the Decanter?
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But what, pray tell, is a Skullgirl? I take it they're some kind of magician of your world, if they can so casually make wishes that you'd take your travels here as one of them.
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[Hoo boy. This is going to be weird to explain.] A Skullgirl's not really a magician... she's whoever the Skull Heart, this malicious little artifact, is controlling at the time. In exchange for a single wish, the Skull Heart takes over the body of some poor girl, and tends to cause a whole lot of destruction for no real good reason.
Damn thing comes around every 7 years, on the dot. And it was my job to keep track of it and hunt down the unfortunate soul it latched on to before anything bad happened.
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An artifact that promises power to wreak corruption, with its own fell will... that's all too common a tale. Might the news that I've never heard off the Skullheart offer some small consolation?
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I think a good portion of this place needs a drink.
[But hey there horned beast thing.]
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... Man, I just got here, and I already know where the booze is. Populace says it's The Decanter, up north near the edge of town.
Are you as green as I am, or did you just... not bother to ask?
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It makes me look like I need their help or something.
[Perfect logic.]
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Do I want to know what a Skullgirl is?
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And chances are, for that second question, the answer's gonna be "no". Skullgirl's a messed up thing.
VIsual. Also missed this notif. nice me lol
I imagine it has something to do with skulls.
Sorry I was on a slowatus and just saw this | Audio
...not that he really cares, but here, have some bread to go with that buttery voice of yours.]
I'm pretty sure other have already shown you the Decanter.
On to a more pressing concern...
If you can't find a place to stay, there are still a few rooms left at the Satyagraha Commune, over in the outskirts of Ponyville. Rent is free, but residents are expected to help with daily chores and take care of the commune's gardens. Including the artichoke patch that may or may not be guarded vigilantly by the spirit of a man murdered before I even arrived here.
If you haven't picked up a welcome cupcake from one of the Pinkie Pies, one will probably be delivered to...wherever you are. All the different versions of Pinkie seem to be able to pinpoint your exact location at all times for their own nefarious purposes.
Do not, under any circumstances, read Hoovesweek. Okay, sure, this last issue wasn't so bad, but it is a web of lies and will only bring ruin and despair upon your family.
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Yeah, the bar was made pretty clear to me within a few minutes, though... um... no, haven't gotten a single pastry of any sort, welcoming or otherwise.
As for a commune, well... dunno how much this body's cut out for delicate labor like gardening, but if they need a guy that can throw some weight around, then I might be of a bit more use.
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Also, I'm battling Lyme disease. We could always use stronger hooves.