1st. Scrap Book (Action)

[maybelle]

[Is sure is spooky huh Ponyville? With all this fog everywhere, nopony in their right mind would be out in the middle of town; in fact virtually nopony is. Who knows what dark and evil creature might be lurking behind these mists, just waiting for some unsuspecting pony to devour and spit out their bones.

It's quiet, with nothing but the eerie silence to keep you company, but in an instant if you listen closely that silence is shattered with what seems to be tiny hoof steps. You might notice a figure in the fog walking as if there's nothing unusual going on, with another slightly shorter figure right next to it. It turns and looks to be looking at window and suddenly a scream.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-OHMYGOSH! I'm a tiny horse! That's soooooooo adorable. I mean I've seen some weirdo magicy stuff in town before, but this is by far the most adorable!

[she turns to a pig in a sweater.]

What do ya think Dipper turned into? I bet it was teeny tiny lamb.

[The pig snorts]

Hey, if you can work with hooves and your mouth then so can I! Speaking of I wonder if there's anyone else here? HELLO! ANYONE HOOOOOOOOOOME!?

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[maybelle]

[Okay what's up with him? She looks in back, and in the mere instant she looks... nothing. The whatever it was that was in the fog was gone, like it was never there in the first place.]

Did you...see something?

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[charlemaaaaane]

[...It is gone!

He blinks down at her for a moment. Teeth still biting together.

And then his magical hold fizzles out around the sword. It drops to he ground once and he flinches back a foreleg - shakes that and this chill and horrible crawling and tingling he's got with a thin snort and low tossing of his head - his mind's tricking him, or it's not, but his mind could be tricking him...]

-- Perhaps - perhaps -- I apologize -- I -- ... [Pause in which he may or may not be swallowing.] I don't know what to -- be on guard for.

[And then to test something.] - I'm not from here.

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[maybelle]

[He isn't? Well color her surprised. Maybe whatever magic here just turns people into animals?]

That's okay. The fog is kinda creepy.

I'm not from here either. My name's Mabel; what's yours?

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[charlemaaaaane]

[Momentary pause, ears twitch... He'll take that to mean what he's assuming it does!

Bobs his head down.] -- My name is Anthony. -- I was human - before I was a unicorn...

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[maybelle]

[Gasp]

So was I! What is happening here?

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[charlemaaaaane]

I don't know. [Another paranoid look off her - out around his side somewhere.] I have -- been here for little more than a week - ...I think I was told - that -- we... - that - [That voice that had just presented itself as a voice had mentioned that some here were not human, thus...] - beings are - [He is at a loss for a faithful word here, too. Leaves it out and cuts to the next one.] - here from different realms - and become horses. -- I've seen a dragon - as well.

[Shakes his head - quick enough to look a little uneasily and not idly fidgety.] - But not that anyone knows why...

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[maybelle]

[Yeah...she's kinda distracted with your speech patterns here to really fully grasp everything. She wants to bring it up without sounding offensive, but...okay, this is starting to get awkward, time to change the subject]

...Right...so where is everybody? I haven't seen anyone in town yet.

[YET]