Entries tagged with mlp: trixie lulamoon [sn]

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Trick#10 [Visual]

[The scrolls come to life. On the opther side is Trixie. A hatless Trixie. She... looks somewhat stressed. Other than her, there's various stacks of paper piled up around her.]

I'm sorry to say, but... I'm now on indefinite hiatus. Something came up and I need to cha- er, review all of my stories to make sure of something. I'll getback to performing as soon as I can. That is all.

[Strange... She didn't seem to use third-pony at all. What's up with her?]

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Diggy Diggy Hole [Visual, Action?]

[There's a source of light, flickering away off-'camera'. It's a small blue knight keeping himself calm, but he seems to be surrounded by dirt and stone. Underground, perhaps? Why is he underground...?]

Ah, yes. Salutations! So this is a magical artifact after all.

I am Shovel Knight, and in light of my understandable confusion I offer my services, for these woods are fraught with monsters that seem agitated by either my arrival or other circumstances. Regardless, I am seeking my way out and to civilization for a well-earned pint.

However... Should anyone be trapped in these perilous woods, I will come grant them aid posthaste! The pint will still be there when I return, after all, and no doubt whoever I find will need a good drink as well when this adventure is through!

On that note, if you are out there, Shield Knight, it would be a relief to hear that you are well.

[From above, there are pounding footsteps and a howl. The knight chuckles.]

Ah, the cur remains confused as to my location. Not a very good wolf, is he?

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Trick#9 [Visual]

[Trixie appears on the scrolls, looking a little frustrated.]

Snow... It's all everywhere, and in a flurry. It appears that The Great and Powerful Trixie will have to indefinitely cancel her performances. 'Tis a shame that the local Pegasi seem to be useless at their jobs.

[Wait, isn't that a little mean to say, even for Trixie herself?]

It's always like them, isn't it? They can barely handle the weather at all anyway.

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Skyfire delivering gifts. [Action] Backdated to Hearths Warming.

[Skyfire is out and about giving out his Hearths Warming gifts to everyone and while everyone gets a nice card and a few treats from him, his closer friends also get more personal gifts too... He's really gone all out for this.]

( The list... )

((Ooc: Sorry I'm so late on this. If I missed anyone, assume they got something nice.))

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First Flight | Visual

[The scrolls open to a smiling pegasus, with a red scarf around his neck and small white cuffs around all four of his legs. (Visual reference!) These scrolls were his way to communicate with the rest of the world, right?]

Hey! Nice to meet you all. My name's Tails, and I'm new here. [He's learned a bit about Equestria from a friend of his in the last place he found himself. He extends his wings, and then realizes he has them.] Huh. I have wings, so I guess that means I can still fly, too!

Though I do have one question... [He motions to his wrench that's lying on the ground.] How d'you hold heavier stuff with your hooves? I can't really fix or build things like this.

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Flutter Disaster [visual]

When Hayate appears on the scroll, she looks terrible. Her hair is even more of a spiky mess than usual, there are bags under her eyes, and most tellingly of all, her wings don't look obsessively preened - there are three feathers out of alignment. She opens her mouth to speak and is interrupted by a jaw-cracking yawn, which prompts her to grab what appears to be a tall Pumpkin Spice Latte from the local Starbucks and toss down the entire thing in one gulp before throwing the empty cup over her back to land on a massive pyramid of discarded coffee cups.

"So, uh, guys? That...that, y'know, the thingie where...where people were fallin' asleepy an' not wakin' upppp...."

A slight pause as she almost nods off mid-sentence before jerking awake and slamming down another PSL.

"Is...izzit over? C'n I go beddy now?"

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1st Magicite [Visual]

As the scroll turns on, it reveals a pink unicorn, her green mane pulled back in a ponytail and her ears lowered. She doesn't appear to be aware of the scroll, looking around in an extremely confused fashion.

"I...I don't understand...I was supposed to be at the Sealed Gate..."

She shrinks in on herself before continuing, calling out for her friends.

"Where are you, everyone? Edgar? Sabin? ...Locke?"

Something occurs to her then, and she stands a bit straighter as she raises her voice.

"I-is this the Esper World? My name is Terra! I was born here! Please, if you can hear my voice, answer me!"

Requiem for a Scheme [Text]

I didn't do any of it for you... but I'm almost dismayed how stupid you all were. How many times, Equestria, did I say that I wouldn't resort to cheat tricks and dirty tactics to claim the throne and rulership of the world? Even I've admitted to more than a few of you that I'll have to work with you all to take out the Pale Pony once and for all.

And what happened when this all began? You friendship-minded ponies who pay lip service all assumed the absolute worst. And then you behaved like total jerks. You couldn't even put up a real fight or stop me, so you just decided to be pains in my ass. Messing with my castle? Throwing stuff through the windows? Broadcasting music over the Everfree? Waterboarding my changeling minion with my own freaking milk?

But that's not what amuses the hell out of me. What amuses the hell out of me is that you're still up to all of it. Even with everything out in the open, you're still writing angry notes to me denying me service and locking me out of your shops and keeping me away from your goods... and keeping my damn couch. And still broadcasting music over the Everfree.

I was working to defeat the person who brought us here, who has eaten the souls of your friends, who's done horrible things to you just because she could, and what do I get? Rage and fury, indignation and mockery, pranks and torment. I'm actually kind of impressed. Very demonic. I've said Equestria wasn't that much unlike a Netherworld already. Guess I was more right than you know.

Well, ponies, here's your chance to find out who you are. Right now, the damn Pale Pony has blocked all of my freaking mana power. Fact is, I can barely even move, which is a real pain in the ass when my freaking couch is gone. No spells, no minions... not even the changelings, I gave them time off with pay after the whole milk incident.

I'm as alone and defenseless as you could ever want me. So if you want to put an end to evil? Or just rid Equestria of a nuisance? Or just get whatever petty acts of revenge you want? Now's your chance. Let's see your true nature. Let's give me one last laugh as Calice turns out to be more right about you all than she was about me.

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7th Time: A strange but necessary request [visual, locked from Zetta]

Princesses- or Trixie if you still have that ship you took to the moon,

I want to take a closer look at the planets Zetta has moved. I'm sure you'll agree that as important as our dilemma here is, someone needs to find out if there is life on those planets. If there is, they could be suffering just as much or more than this world from being moved out of their natural orbit. Safe planet moving requires more careful thought and technique than Overlord Zetta has likely ever possessed.

If possible I would like also to make contact with the Moon Ponies. They deserve an explanation for the dramatic change in their sky.

[His expression becomes far more stern.]

And for those of you considering blowing up the planets: next time, think of the possibility of life first. And don't forget the risks created by the explosion or the rubble that would be left behind.

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Entry 007 [Accidental Visiual] One sad dragon...

[Skyfire is back to his normal size, but he's looking rather sad and packing up all the things that he'd made or bought for Mani carefully into a wooden crate. He lets out a long sigh as he picks up what looks like a teeny stuffed rabbit in his claws and sets it to the side with a very pained look on his face before closing up the box.

Unlike the last time, he had the feeling she really was gone this time... he'd keep hope, but he just couldn't keep looking at all the things he'd got for her, it just hurt too much. The crate would be put away and the stuffed bunny he'd bought her would be placed on a cushion on a shelf.

Clearly, he didn't mean to broadcast this on the scrolls, but it looks like he could use some comfort.]

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Visual

When the scroll goes live, it shows Hayate, down near the fountain in the center of town. Today, instead of her fancy blue hat, she's wearing a boater with a yellow feather in the brim.

Her expression is...unusually serious.

"So. I'm Hayate. Most of you know me - I'm the Guardian Angel of Ponyville. In light of recent events - " she doesn't really need to say more than that, does she? " - I am officially putting this out there: I have the capability to instantly teach anyone the magic and fighting skills of my home world."

A pause. Those who know Hayate have probably noticed her tendency to shift her wings about restlessly whenever she isn't talking, but right now they are as still as stones at her side.

"These skills range from increased facility with weapons, to healing spells, to destructive magic. I am making them freely available to anyone that feels they need a method to defend themselves or others."

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Seventh Starfall: Beyond the Pale [Visual, postdated for after the Closing Ceremonies]

[It's about two hours after the appearance of the Pale Pony, and everything that came with it. You might think that things would calm down again, but no.

This time, Flare Star fires up a scroll ~~that she basically pulled straight away from Dust~~ and starts talking, about as seriously as many ponies have ever heard out of her - the exceptions being Queen Chrysalis (who got to hear the tone when she was attacking the pegasus) and Zecora (whom she helped during Nightmare Night).]

The cards've been played. I don't know what kind of feeling that was that I felt back there, but I know it is evil. No more playing around, no more wasting time trying to understand.

I'm not saying that we don't still need to research this nag, far from it. In fact, we need to centralize our research, so that everypony has the same access to it. It's only right in times of war to allow your soldiers to know of the enemy they fight.

She pulls us all in at random, focusing on those with powers, and then every month, she culls. A few more get drawn into her, possibly for keeps. By standing before us today, by proving that she exists, she has declared war. Not on Equestria, but on every last one of our worlds.

Buck compassion, and buck caring for a pony so far gone that she'll steal souls for her own gain.

She needs to die.

Who's with me?

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1st Experiment

[There’s a quick flurry of motion and mild cursing on the scrolls before a goggled unicorn appears. He has an air of smugness on his features, although his eyes are hidden behind his massive swirly-eye goggles.]

Greetings, strange mutant equines of Universe 83-B! No doubt you’ve found yourself feeling pretty relaxed as of late, having dealt with many supervillainous threats... But a new foe has entered to conquer your pitiful universe! Bid greeting to your new lord and master, scientific villain Dr. Linksano! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHHAAH!

Now, I will allow many of you live out your days in peace and merriment, as long as the following demands are met! One! Access to all your universe-hopping technology! Two! The device attached to said technology that grabs incredibly handsome individuals such as myself and pulls them here! Three! A Junior Chemist’s playset! Or whatever your universe’s equivalent is, I’m not picking. Four! General information pertaining to this realm. A map would be nice. And Five! Hot! Babes! Or a virtual facsimile!

You have been given your demands, Pony World! Obey them, less you face the consequences!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA~!

[And with another evil laugh out of the way, Linksano closes the scroll. Yep. Clearly this was the best way to get back home before Linkara noticed. This plan was going to work wonders.]

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Visual

When the scroll turns on, Hayate is practically vibrating, a wide grin on her muzzle.

"Hey everyone! Lyra gave me the Works!"

...HAYATE NO

"It was amazing and I've had it four more times since then!"

NO STOP

"So, um, I thought, since I am the Guardian Angel of Ponyville and all us scroll-bearers, I'd just say, well...if you're here in the Crystal Empire you should totally get the Works too, and if you're back in Ponyville you should still come here and get the Works. Seriously."

WHYYYYYYYYY

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Trick #8 [Text]

[It should be known that Trixie arrived back in Ponyville a couple days before. She had a good time spendinng time with her family in Los Pegasus, and was in good spirits. However, those spirits are ruined by... what happened to her. She does NOT like what happened to her. No one will know what happened to her. She's staying in her cart until she's a pony again. With this reclusive goal, Trixie sends out a text message through the scrolls.]

The performances of The Great and Powerful Trixie are hereby cancelled indefinitely.

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Chapter 1 [Voice Broadcast]

There's some crinkling paper noises - a little like static - and then the voice of a mare. And what a voice. Rich, resonant, perhaps a little cracked around the edges; like - well, like the aural equivalent of velvet. Oddly enough. And she says:

"I'm to understand that I'm the latest in a string of odd foalnappings, then?"

She chuckles.

"I'm not going to bore you all with the details of how I found myself here and where I came from. Just with the here and now, and with what a dear friend calls the Good Fight. Or your Good Fight, anyway."

She pauses, then her voice grows firmer; resolved.

"You may call me Velvet Remedy," she says. "I stand ready to assist the people of..." is that a touch of awe in her voice? "...Ponyville against the Pale Pony. My talents are primarily medical."

A pause, then: "And musical, I suppose. Help me help you."

Finally, as a sort of embarrassed afterthought, she says - "Oh. And if anyone here, ah, collects bottlecaps, I have an interesting collection from my world to sell or exchange." She chuckles at that.

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09 --- Crowdsourcing

So, I just finished clearing out the rest of the stuff from my house, and I saw that...some things happened. [Understatement of the year, Pollo.]

I think it would be a good idea for us to get together and pool what information we have about the current situation. A lot of newer people aren't aware of everything that happened before they arrived, and it would probably be good to have some records of what we've learned just in case - well, just in case. I'm also...not entirely sure we should be discussing this over the scrolls quite so much? Hoovesweek has printed things said in private conversations on here before...

[He's referring to the remark about genocidal maniacs living on the commune, which he assumes they took from his scroll post about it. Because who else would have told them?]

And um, one other thing: I was planning on starting the repairs on my house this afternoon. I've got a barrel of cider here, if anyone wants to help?

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Intermittent Sun: Recorded for Later Use [Visual] [BACKDATED TO DURING ZETTA FIGHT]

[A strange post appears suddenly over the scrolls. What appears to be a series of scratches in a stone slab. As the scroll steadies, however, one may be able to tell that it is, in fact, text, written in a strange language. The text goes by at a moderate speed, but it's still legible. At the end, the scroll moves quickly elsewhere, showing a now-familiar symbol. There's no sound to give context to this recording, other than what seem to be the sounds of a fight. The message ends as abruptly as it started.]

[Judging by the noise, one should not expect any replies to any inquiry until later, if at all.]

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15 Cupcakes: Meet the Family!

Hey everyone! I just wanted to let you know I'm gonna be out of town this weekend! It's Faaaather's Day!

[Horns blow and confetti flies as she spins to show what looks like the inside of a small farmhouse, sparsely and soberly decorated save for the balloons now festooned everywhere. They, and Pinkie, seem to be the only actual color in the place. There's also one old gray mare, one younger purplish-gray mare, and a brown stallion there, looking exactly as grim and sober as if they'd stepped out of Equestrian Gothic. Pinkie throws a foreleg around the stallion's neck.]

This is my family! I mean, not my my family, but same thing! This is my Daddy, and Ma, and my big sister Maud!

[The younger gray mare says in a monotone:] Hello.

They were all just so excited to hear about you guys, I HAD to let you meet them! My younger sisters Inkie and Blinkie are coming in later tonight, maybe I'll call you all back then!