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mylittlejamjar2013-04-08 09:23 am
surpriserainbows) wrote in mylittlejamjar2013-04-08 09:23 am
1st Diversion - Action
[Now that she's fairly well convinced that she isn't dead and this is some bizarre afterlife/her mind's death throws, Surprise has found it kind of a necessity to get busy. If she keeps from work or from doing something for too long, she inevitably begins to ponder. And just as inevitably pondering tends to force her mind to go down some dark, dark roads she's rather keep from even setting hoof on. The question for a bit had been what to do with her time. She'd already decided going back to Cloudsdale and the Weather Factory wasn't worth it, and that for the most part she wasn't sure she could take going back and seeing what it was like in this world. But something she did know was that she needed to make money. And it was a few days ago that a plan started to form.
In the square where many of the ponies have shops and fruit stands Surprise has started her own. It's a small little wooden stand, not much different from a kid making a lemonade stand, though it at least seems more sturdily built. The sign on the top of the stand, written in white paint, reads "REPAIR AND PAWN SHOP".
Anyone bothering to really look at the sign will notice in much smaller and neater letters under the main sign has been written "All sales final prices subject to change". It's not particularly reassuring, but hey at least she said it outright. Sort of.
As for the stand itself, it seems to have several very simple mechanical goods scattered on it and around it: alarm clocks, watches, a toaster or two, some of those stupid mechanical bobbing birds that drink water. Most of it was junk Surprise had found around town and managed to repair. It had, in fact, been finding and repairing it that gave her the idea to even try this.
As for Surprise herself, she's wearing an incredibly loud purple suit and tophat. She isn't exactly the best salesman, however, as her plan to draw attention seems to just be pointing at random ponies passing by on the street and shouting.
Right now she seems to be trying to pass off one of the many, many little mechanical drinking birds she has.]
Hey, you know what you need? You need this little guy right here! Wow, just look at him go! I mean, I guess you could see him drinking water if I actually had a glass of water, but if I did oh man he'd be drinking that water so much it'd be crazy!
...Okay, so you don't like the one little mechanical bird. Okay, okay! How about....
Two mechanical birds! Wow! Can you believe how crazy it's getting here?
[Her sales pitch could use a bit of help.]
In the square where many of the ponies have shops and fruit stands Surprise has started her own. It's a small little wooden stand, not much different from a kid making a lemonade stand, though it at least seems more sturdily built. The sign on the top of the stand, written in white paint, reads "REPAIR AND PAWN SHOP".
Anyone bothering to really look at the sign will notice in much smaller and neater letters under the main sign has been written "All sales final prices subject to change". It's not particularly reassuring, but hey at least she said it outright. Sort of.
As for the stand itself, it seems to have several very simple mechanical goods scattered on it and around it: alarm clocks, watches, a toaster or two, some of those stupid mechanical bobbing birds that drink water. Most of it was junk Surprise had found around town and managed to repair. It had, in fact, been finding and repairing it that gave her the idea to even try this.
As for Surprise herself, she's wearing an incredibly loud purple suit and tophat. She isn't exactly the best salesman, however, as her plan to draw attention seems to just be pointing at random ponies passing by on the street and shouting.
Right now she seems to be trying to pass off one of the many, many little mechanical drinking birds she has.]
Hey, you know what you need? You need this little guy right here! Wow, just look at him go! I mean, I guess you could see him drinking water if I actually had a glass of water, but if I did oh man he'd be drinking that water so much it'd be crazy!
...Okay, so you don't like the one little mechanical bird. Okay, okay! How about....
Two mechanical birds! Wow! Can you believe how crazy it's getting here?
[Her sales pitch could use a bit of help.]
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[Fine. She isn't going to tip-toe around this subject anymore. She's just going to flat out say it.]
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Do you know, I hadn't thought of that! I just imagined I was dreaming. But... well, you are supposed to get wings when you turn into an angel.
[He glances over his shoulder at his newly-acquired set.]
I really thought the map would go more cherubic than equine when being promoted to subterranean truffle hunter, though.
Wait. But if this is Heaven, then that means... horses go to Heaven? But so do humans. And we get... turned into horses? Or dragons in Dante's case. Well, that doesn't seem to stack up against what the vicar was on about in his Sunday sermons.
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Man of course there's a Pony Heaven, just like there's a Pony Hell.
I dunno what you hoomins teach but I'm pretty sure this isn't the afterlife man. It's just a crazy version of Equestria.
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That's a load off the mind, then, Ms. Surprise! I mean, it's a nice enough place for a Heaven, but I'm only 25. Terribly unsporting to cut a stallion down in the prime of his life, what?
Ah, well... I'm sure we can get it all sorted out soon and you'll get back to your Equestria. What's different about it, though, if you don't mind my asking?
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Then again, being asked about her own world isn't a path she wants to pursue either.]
Uh. Well. It's...you know...
Quieter.
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[He eyes her bright purple jacket and top hat, but has the courtesy not to mention such loud attractions would put her at odds with this supposedly softer world.]
To tell the truth, London is, as well. Excepting on Boat Race Night, but you really can't expect anything apart from jubilant shouting and cries of grief when the crews pass the finish line, can you? Not from this Wooster and his fellow Oxford alums!
[They've finished sorting the birds back on the table, and Bertie's beginning to feel just a little bad about distracting Surprise from actual customers.]
In any case, best of luck with your shop, Ms. Surprise! I'm sorry I don't have any money to buy anything.
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Oh well. Didn't really matter now.]
Oh. Uh.
Well. Feel free to stop by any time!
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[He offers a friendly wink and a grin before trotting off.]