sailorlaughter: (...no parties?)
Pinkie Pie ([personal profile] sailorlaughter) wrote in [community profile] mylittlejamjar2013-12-10 12:48 am

Nine Cupcakes: Throw a Party for Your Doubles

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!]
bluesuit_hoofy: (angry | resentful)

Shadow Handy

[personal profile] bluesuit_hoofy 2013-12-10 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Where's the Doctor, then? He's your hero standing by, isn't he? [The yellow-eyed stallion looks and sounds disgusted.]
bluesuit_hoofy: (serious | doubt)

[personal profile] bluesuit_hoofy 2013-12-11 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
Where am I ever? Stuck on this dust ball of a planet, obviously, all four feet on the ground.
bluesuit_hoofy: (snark | dribbled down your front)

[personal profile] bluesuit_hoofy 2013-12-12 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Does it matter? One little planet, plodding along moment after moment -- can you even conceive of how tiny and insignificant this place is?
bluesuit_hoofy: (angry | resentful)

[personal profile] bluesuit_hoofy 2013-12-12 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes, the agrarian paradise where I can spend the rest of my days toiling to produce artichokes.

Not yet. There's someone I need to talk to in Ponyville first.
bluesuit_hoofy: (snark | dribbled down your front)

[personal profile] bluesuit_hoofy 2013-12-13 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Every moment I waste talking to you is another moment closer to our inevitable deaths. [And yet he's been talking to her this long. Maybe he likes the attention.]

Goodbye, Pinkie. Tell the Doctor I hate him.