Nine Cupcakes: Throw a Party for Your Doubles

[sailorlaughter]

So, uh, I'm not really sure what's going on? But I'm pretty sure it's bad. I'm sitting on top of Sugarcube Corner right now, and I can't see anything - I mean ANYTHING!

But anyway, I figured since this worked out pretty well LAST time people got lost in the fog, I'd set up a radio show again! Except this one's not really gonna be a radio show. Sorry, but I can't even see what's going on! So I can't really tell you anything until I find something!

If you're lost, though, or if you've lost somepony else, call on in right here! Heroes will be standing by!

[Actually she hasn't consulted with anyone on this, but she's sure plenty of ponies would be happy to help. And it's not like she's planning on just sitting up here forever herself. It's getting chilly!]

Comments

[strawberryredgrave]

Sounds like she could use a few heroes, don't you think?

I think you're right about that.

(On the other side of the visual are two, count 'em, two...Dantes. One is obviously his shadow (what with the spooky yellow eyes) and the other is Dante himself. The shadow steps out of view as Dante as he picks up a microphone from out of nowhere. A catchy tune begins to play at this point.)

Tell you what, Pinkie: if you place your order in the next 20 minutes, we'll double your package! You'll get two Dantes...

(As Dante steps aside, a random spotlight highlights his shadow as confetti shoots out from nowhere, party horns going off at the same time.)

For the price of one! So act fast; this offer's limited time only!

[sailorlaughter]

Oooooh! You hear THAT, listeners? We've got a SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME DRAGON-DUO DEAL!

I didn't even know another you showed up, Dante!

[strawberryredgrave]

He came with the fog. Not sure how long he'll stick around, but we'll find out. This is my shadow, Dante. Shadow!Dante, this is Pinkie, the party girl I told you about.

Hey there, Party Girl. Any hints for when the next one's gonna be?

[sailorlaughter]

I dunno! We might have a Hiding in the Basement Party if enough people come to get away from the fog! Oh, but I can't be there, so it'll just be with whatever stock we have, unless one of my doubles takes care of it.

[visual]

[tinkertytonk]

Um, Pinkie?

[There is a yellow stallion who is... very much under a bed looking at the scroll.]

Is it like the fog on Nightmare Night, do you know? I mean, are there... ponies who aren't really who they say they are?

[private visual]

[sailorlaughter]

I dunno, does the Doctor ever like wearing yellow contacts? The one who lives with you guys, I mean.

[private visual]

[tinkertytonk]

Not that I've ever seen. He did need glasses when he was frightfully old, though. I suppose he might be the sort to need contacts earlier. Do they come in colors? That must play merry hay on color vision.

[private visual]

[sailorlaughter]

Oh! Yeah, they can. I dunno what they're like, I've never worn any.

But there's a Doctor who called in and HE'S got yellow eyes, so he might be possessed or something like that. He sounds kinda angry!

[Visual]

[maybelle]

[...Nope. Mabel got almost none of that, she's more fixated on the fact there's a talking pony on a magic piece of paper.]

These things pick up radio? Do they have some kind of magic internet too?

[Visual]

[sailorlaughter]

Nah, it's just magic! We don't get internet here. Oooh, but one of the other mes has some cat videos on her computer!

[Visual]

[maybelle]

[Gasp]

I love cat videos! That one with the cat that barks like a dog? Classic!

[Visual] The account name with a pun in it is the one for here. 8|

[charlemaaaaane]

["Last" time?]

I was - I was told that this hadn't -- happened - before...! -- Fog like this - ...

[He'd unrolled the scroll in a hurry. He's holding it open on the ground hooves at the top and bottom, blinking at it with some refreshed concern.]

[sailorlaughter]

It's probably not the same fog...but bad stuff with fog has happened before!

[charlemaaaaane]

[He's shaking his head lightly - not very sharp; it's surprise and worry, more than denial.] I wasn't told - this.

[Perhaps a slight rewording of what he'd already said - but, well, outright demanding a briefing would feel a little uncouth.]

Shadow Handy

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Where's the Doctor, then? He's your hero standing by, isn't he? [The yellow-eyed stallion looks and sounds disgusted.]

[sailorlaughter]

Well, I don't know. Where ARE you?

[bluesuit_hoofy]

Where am I ever? Stuck on this dust ball of a planet, obviously, all four feet on the ground.

[Visual]

[shadowmessianic]

Which heroes are those?

[It's hard not to notice glowing yellow eyes at this distance to the scroll.]

[sailorlaughter]

So far we've got Dante, Dante, Joshua, and maybe the Doctor! And me, I can find people too!

[shadowmessianic]

You haven't asked me yet.

voice

[mechmadeoflove]

Better'n doing bucking nothing.

Think we should set up a safehouse? You need me to do search 'n rescue, or cooking, cleany crap - anything at all? I'm champin' at the bit here.

[sailorlaughter]

I'm at Sugarcube Corner, it's pretty safe here! We've got a basement we can hide ponies in if we really need to. And we don't need any cooking or cleaning, but there might be ponies out there that need help!

Audio

[twotonehoofbeast]

A...radio show? Really?

[sailorlaughter]

No, not really! It's more like a Hero Sender now!

[twotonehoofbeast]

But if you can't see anything, how do you know where to send "heros"?

*You can practically hear the air quotes around that word.*