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[The screen opens up to a green pony as he's pacing; his steps are slow and deliberate, each hoof lifting a little too high as he gets used to walking. He doesn't seem to notice that his scroll has unfurled, too busy as he was trying to stay calm.]

Okay...okay, this is fine. I'm fine...there's...there's a reasonable explanation for this...

[He nearly trips but manages to catch himself, though a look at one hoof has him on the edge of panic.]

I'm dreaming. Right...that's what this is. I hit my head, and I'm in the hospital dreaming...yeah...

[He runs a hoof through his mane, but pauses to glance up at his head.]

Aww man, my hat...

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I dunno. After years of seeing it, just kind of can tell. It's a talent I've got. I'm a pretty talented guy. And you? Look like you've never done this before.

Not years here, by the way. Don't think the dumb crap here has been going on too long. Maybe won't keep going too much longer either.

[He nods.] That would be an accurate statement.

So you're pretty experienced in this kind of thing...Guess it's safe to bet you've been to a few different worlds yourself?

Yeah I've hopped between a few....dozen.

[Just giving a conservative estimate, there.]

Mostly I got to kind of just bust in to those. Only been to one other world that sucks you into it like this one, though. It was a lot more dangerous than this one, but hey. Not exactly like this is the safest place either, even if it is horse bumpkinville.

Wow...that's quite a travel record you have there.

[That's still pretty impressive.]

So there are other worlds that...pretty much bring you out of your own world?

A couple. Like I said, I've only been to one other like it before this, though there's a few here who've been to more. I think someone has a score of five which, hey, sucks for them on that end.

There's also no way out, at least not from the one I'd been too before unless you get sucked in to another one. Might be different here though, if we can find some way past the massive, eldritch monster keeping us here.

Hmm... [Things are getting a lot more complicated suddenly.]

Must be pretty powerful to pull different beings from multiple worlds...

Well it is a god, apparently. For as much as I guess that matters considering the god-like things we have here anyway.

Sure. Could be doing something else than just pulling, though. Could be making us whole, though pulling seems to be the more common way these holes work.

A god, huh...?

[It wasn't that he didn't believe it...but this kind of stuff was way over his head, and would take some getting used to.]

Making us whole? How do you mean?

I mean we could be copies of who we are. It's how it was the last place I was.

Seems less likely from what I'm seeing here but hey. Not ready to totally throw that idea out yet.

...Huh.

[That was an interesting idea.]

Copies might be easier to transfigure, though.

Yeah, see, that's the deal. Last place I was, some guy had a way to peer into other worlds, but he couldn't actually drag people from those world into his to populate the virtual town he'd created. So instead the weirdo made up a bunch of base A.I.s that he could copy personalities and appearances into to replicate those people instead. There's a lot more to it and it's all kinds of crazy gibberish.

Let the people in charge of the town screw around with our bodies and minds a lot too. I mean, I'd kind of expect it here just because we're all sorts of different, stupid animals and monsters and crap, but I haven't seen too much of. You know. Actually rearranging our bodies or minds. Least not the way I'm used to it.

Hmm...Doesn't mean it couldn't happen though.

[It was a possibility. And while he wanted to give this place a chance, it wasn't one he could completely write off either.]

So how did you all find out about being copies?

[He couldn't imagine what that was like. Finding out you were nothing more than a replica of someone else.]

Guy who ran the thing got deposed by one of his underlings. There had been hints of it scattered for us throughout the whole thing, but it was on a Thanksgiving before the guy who made us, Zemekis, died that he actually told us.

I'd known for a while. Lot of us did, probably. There'd been so many hints of virtual reality and simulation that only an idiot wouldn't have caught it, and believe me there were still plenty of morons who didn't. Always are.

[For a lot of people, it had been devastating. It had, ironically, been the best answer Pokey could have hoped for.]

[The 'morons' comment didn't sit too well with him, but he doesn't say anything for now.]

Has there been any similar kind of clues here?

Not that I've seen, but I'm the wrong person to ask. I haven't been here long enough to get too good a grip on everything.

Sorry mister. Information on here beyond the basics isn't great.

That does seem to be a common problem.

[He's picking up pieces here and there, though.]

Still, thanks for what you could give me. It's given me a lot to think about, at any rate.

[Definitely some stuff to research if he can.]

Name's Tadashi.

I'm Pokey.

Get used to being here. Like I said, it can take a long time, if we aren't just stuck here permanently. Then again, who knows.

You might end up liking it here.

[He doesn't. He hates it here.

But the last place he was, as horrific and monstrous as it could be? It was home.]

I'd rather go home someday. But I suppose I might as well make myself comfortable for the time being.

Yeah no kidding. This place was pretty funny with how dumb it was at first, but it's getting old.

I've got things to do and people to see back home. ...Picky probably doesn't have any idea what to do with out me. He's probably freaking out and got himself stuck in a closet or something.

[Little spaz.

He misses his little brother most of all.]

[Oh believe him, he can understand that very well.

It's also how he's picking up on what Pokey isn't really saying.]

Sounds like you take care of him a lot, huh?

Are you kidding? That dweeb would be getting chewed up by dogs without me.

[He's only half-kidding on that. A lot of times, despite being the younger one, Picky could easily be the more level-headed of the two.

It didn't help that he had abandoned him once before, for stupid, selfish reasons. Reasons Pokey couldn't really look back and...well. He still understood them perfectly. But he had a harder time accepting them.

And now he was here. And his brother was still...there. In Mayfield. Possibly fading away.]

So, you know.

Kind of got to get back to him quick.

[If he only knew how.]

Yeah...

[Getting back to younger brothers was definitely something that had to be done.]

Well...we were all brought in here. So there's got to be a way out.

[Even if it's through the same way they came.]

Let's hope so.

[Not like it might even matter in his case. The server could already be dead, as far as he knew. Maybe he's only here because it was.]

Not so much an if as much as just a when. The weirdos here will probably find something. Bunch of scientists and junk here too, so hey. If if was a simulation again they'd probably know by now too.

Right.

[He needed to find some way to contribute to that.]

Would definitely be worth looking into, at least. Better than sitting around doing nothing.

Yeah, sure.

What do you do anyway? Like, got any skills or something? Places like this don't really bring in just any normal jerks, y'know? Gotta be something special about you.

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