[Almost everyone will be treated to the sight of old Doc once again, goggles askew over his ears. He seems to be out in a field somewhere, stretching in the open space.]

Good afternoon, everyone. I know I've been absent for quite a while, but I've been considering the consequences of the action I'm about to take. After a lengthy debate with myself, I'm fairly confident that this is the correct path. So I'll ask you to lend me your ears for a few minutes.
( Another )

[So many folks lately had lost others...and her own heart was burdened a bit by this, truth be told. But Nephenee was bound and determined to try to make the best of the situation...as much as she could, anyways. She wanted to help those who had lost loved ones recently, and while she ultimately wanted to do it for all that had, she needed to start somewhere small...]

[So there would be a pony knocking on doors today, handing out some gifts. When they open the door, they see a possibly-familiar pelorus pony there.]

( List of people inside; Find the peace within ourselves, No need for a cure )
[OOC: I'm sure I forgot some people who've lost some recently, so please poke me via PM or Plurk if you think of any!] 

[Oh hey, it's Doc again! So soon? Yup. But he looks a little...deflated. His mane's not quite as wild as usual, and the goggles are gone. He's actually set aside the work for a few minutes---but not for long, as everyone will hear.]

First, I want to assure everyone that all clock and mask orders will still be completed on time, as promised, but I'm afraid I must close to new orders for the next two days. I have a bit of a personal matter to sort out---and as it affects some of you as well, I'll go ahead and announce it.

Marty McFly is no longer with us in Equestria. If he was in possession of anything of yours, feel free to come by the---my apartment in the Commune to claim it. And before you ask, absolutely no one is weaseling their way into claiming the guitar, so don't bother trying it.

[For a moment, he looks lost, and then it looks like he might say more...but he changes his mind with a shake of his head and quietly shuts it off.]

[private to those in the know---Tadashi, Dandy, Pollo, and Andrew]

I'll be able to turn my full attention to the time mission now. Expect the field-tests to be soon, if you'd like to participate.

Hello! Dr. Brown here, making an announcement as it's been a while.

As it stands, I have no plans to attend the Grand Galloping Gala. I don't believe that sort of ceremonial ritual is my 'scene', given the circumstances, but I'm willing to offer my assistance to any attendees. I have a few spare parts that might give your masks some much-needed edge.

But the main reason I've come to you today is that I have a request. If you have information about the historical figure known as Starswirl the Bearded, I'd like to learn about him. Thank you.

[With everything settling back down again, it should be the best time to relax. But it apparently was the opposite for Tadashi, who could be seen pacing around his room at the commune. His tail flicked with every turn, and the expression on his face was more agitated and troubled than normal for those who had seen him before.

Another passing turn had him pausing, finally noticing the scroll was open. And for a moment he almost seemed to glare at it, his hardened expression persisting as he debated whether to simply roll it up.

But it only lasted a moment before his expression softened, and he managed a small, if somewhat weary smile.]

Anyone feel like grabbing a drink?

...Or taking a walk. Or...something.

[It just seemed like he could use the company.]

[Hey everyone. Despite all that's going on, Marty just has one simple question to ask the citizens of Ponyville:]

So, can anyone tell me why my guitar started floating?

[It's kind of sad that it's gotten to the point where he's not even freaking out anymore. He's just annoyed by this whole situation.]

How quaint.

[ This is all too bright and cheerful for Judge Doom. Too familiar. Presiding over a town of cartoon characters has left him used to chaos, but a kidnapping is far too much for him. When he speaks, though it is calm, there are hints of hostility in his voice. ]

Kidnapping an elected official and bringing him to such a bright land. I suppose that whoever committed this audacious crime must believe that this act is hilarious. Let it be known that this is a crime and the responsible party shall be punished.

[Doc appears on the scroll very casually. He's trying to play chess with a rather fluffy puppy, a Yorkie with a bow in her hair.]

Yes, yes, Miss Curie, excellent work! Now some positive reinforcement for your training---have at it!

[He tosses her a treat, which she catches expertly. He smiles---then stares wide-eyed at the glowing scroll.}

I've activated this blasted scroll too early again. My apologies for the mundane display, but I was hoping to address everyone this morning, so I hope it won't trouble you if I continue. I've been discussing the matter with my current companion, but as she is a canine and I have yet to invent a speech translator, as you can imagine our conversations haven't been as illuminating as I would hope.

[He scribbles a note to himself on a nearby paper. Looks like he'll be trying to invent that translator---and he's smiling when he looks back, sounding as casual as he can.]

I've lived a relatively long life, and as we all have, I've made mistakes. And lately, as I'm prone to do, I've been pondering a rather pointless hypothetical scenario: if you had the opportunity to alter your past, would you take that risk?

[The message is simple enough, scrawled out in big letters for easy reading. Not that it'd be hard to read anyway, it's only two words.]

I'M SORRY

[It's not addressed to anyone, however, and it looks like someone doesn't know how to private anything.

So everyone can get it instead.

Because bears are generous creatures.]

I'm sorry about what happened yesterday.

While I hadn't meant to make that message, it doesn't excuse my behavior and I sincerely apologize for that and for those I had hurt. I will try my best not to run my mouth like that in the future.

( Action - TT!Shy (Backdated to morning of 2/6) )

( Action - 3G!Tails (Backdated to afternoon of 2/6) )

( Action - Trixie (Forward dated to 2/7) )

[Good evening, Ponyville! An older-looking white unicorn appears---he has goggles hanging around his neck and a wild grey mane reminiscent of Earth's great mad scientists, but there's a blanket thrown very carefully over his back to hide whatever his cutie mark might be. Dangerous knowledge there!

He greets everyone with a slightly-nervous smile.]

Magic scroll experiment number one...good evening everyone! Or is it everypony? Not all of you are ponies...hmm. I hoped to introduce myself properly before now, but that apparently supernatural blizzard had other ideas. I've had some time to read the archive on this thing, and apparently you've been through some serious...manure. Not what I would've expected from a land of magic and rainbows, let me tell you. Who knew that friendship could affect local weather patterns?

Anyway, to the point: I'm Dr. Emmett Brown, and in the past I've made my living by offering counsel in the sciences---I specialize in physics and chemistry. I'm also a trained blacksmith, and I've done clock repairs as well. Eventually I hope to branch into clockmaking---but that'll come once I've earned my place here.

So feel free to drop me a line if you think I can help. I believe I'll be residing at the commune for at least a few days.