Oh hey it's Mako, and this time she's accompanied by a Timber Wolf! Unlike normal Timber Wolves, this one has a beautiful, crown-like flower on its head.

"Hi, everyone! As some of you know - and more of you don't - this is Aeris, one of my Pokemon. Unlike...well, the entire rest of my team, Aeris is the one member that hasn't gained the power of speech by coming here."

The Timber Wolf nods in greeting at this and produces a sound halfway between a song and a howl.

"Indeed, that is the truth♪ The only ones I have to speak to are my fellow Pokemon♪"

Mako makes a sort of 'you see?' gesture with her hooves at Aeris before continuing.

"So, I've been wondering - is there anywhere - or anyone - I can go to in order to get something like a translator collar? Something that would allow her to communicate with others when I'm not around?"

"I would enjoy going out in public without an escort♪ The panic that follows in my wake threatens to make my flower wither♪"

[HEY GUYS GUESS WHO IT IS

ITS BEEN AWHILE SINCE SHE'S BEEN ON THE SCROLLS! And she looks a little bit excited, too.]

Hey, guys? I know things have been kind of...not great lately...so...

[The changeling queen looks around at her bees, who nod.]

...I've got some great news! There's this production company in Neighpon called Hachimitsu - HAMI - a-and...and they want to make a sci fi film starring me and my bees! As good guys!

[Throwing her hooves up excitedly.]

ON THE MOON!!

[Flail flail]

AND they'll donate some of the gross to the welcome fund!!

[Flaaaaaaaaail]

Can you believe it!? This is a good thing for everypony! They're going to start shooting in a month and release it in the summer if everything goes well, so...I'm hoping it goes well!

[Pollo is hunched against a jagged stone wall, and whispers when he speaks.]

I'm sorry...I know we talked about coming back to Ponyville to help you all with the Windigos, but something's come up. We won't be able to leave anytime soon. Is everyone okay down there? The scrolls -

[There's a roar of flame, and fire licks around the edges of Pollo's rock. He winces, pressing in on himself further.]

- we're fine everything is just fine in Stalliongrad! Talk to you later!

[And he snaps the scroll shut. Apparently Ponyville isn't the only place with stuff going down right now.]

[Skyfire opened the scroll, and it's obvious he's just come in from outside. He looks a bit uncertain, but at the same time he was determined to try and help in whatever way he could...]

I've noticed that a number of Ponyville residents and others nearby haven't got access to proper coverings or warmth for this horrible weather. I'll be distributing whatever blankets, cloaks and warming items that I can gather to those that need them.

If anyone needs clothing, blankets, fire wood, a warm place to stay or food, please let me know and I'll do my best to get what you need.

Also, if anyone has extras of the above mentioned or can let someone stay with them till this weather passes, please let me know so I can try and match up needs.

[Once he's posted his note to the network, he gathers up a bunch more items to give out and heads back outside to look for others caught outside without warm clothes and to deliver firewood to those that he had noticed were running low.]

((Ooc: Please specify if action or video. Action posts can be wherever. Skyfire is out wandering all over Ponyville and the surrounding area.))

[If you're on the scrolls today, you might hear a labored breathing. It'll sound...kind of boarish in it's tone. Like someone had wounded a wild pig and it was struggling to live. There's no visual of what's making the sound. After a few minutes of this, there'll be a loud roar of agony, before the scroll closes on itself.]

I...I live...

[Unseen to the populace, a new pony will be checking himself for wounds he's expecting: two massive gouges in each of his arms, a broken tusk, and a gaping head-wound. None of which he'll find. Nor will he find the body he'd previously been in. Replacing the massive boar he'd been, he'll find himself in the form of a black pony with a wild red mane.

What sorcery is this...? I am alive...yet...how? And why?

[He'll spot the scroll, closed and ragged on the floor. He'll spend time studying it...

Much later, he'll decide to make his own communication, after seeing a number of scrolls, never making his own comment on them.]

Pardon me, dear...people. I am not certain of how I came to be in this land. May I enquire as to where this is? And why I am...like this.

I'll get right to the point.

If you know anything about the Tree connected to the Elements of Harmony please share what you know.

[Sometime just before Q's winter wonderland lights up, the scroll goes to static. Or what counts as static on paper. And then cuts to near-complete darkness, a silhouette outlined by a window. If one looks closely, they'll see Canterlot Castle in the distance. Wherever this is, its in the capital city.

The figure - which has to be a pony - takes a moment for the image to sink in, before speaking. The tone is female, no-nonsense, blunt, yet soft. Low. Prim. Its not a voice many on the scrolls will have heard. In fact, of the off-worlders, only one pony may even have any inkling of who this poiny even is.

No matter.]

Good evening.

In the next week, Hoovesweek will be hitting stands in time for the holiday. It goes without saying that the content of this issue will be less than flattering to you. Which should come as no surprise. If it does, well, welcome. Whatever sediment you've parked yourselves under must have been exceedingly cozy the past year and a half, hm?

Of course, that won't be the end of it. Let's just say that the...boss of Hoovesweek...

[The slightest, slightest, sliiiiightest growl at that word. Boss. How...hm.]

...has something prepared for you in the next few weeks. You'll all be receiving something in the mail. An invitation. And when you get it? I suggest you be on your best behavior regarding it. I know some of you have difficulty in doing so, but that is exactly what the...boss is counting on.

I suggest you show otherwise, when the time comes.

[A pause.]

Oh...and you didn't hear of any of this before you received your invite. This must be seen as a surprise to you all, lest I be potentially found out. There are more than a few livelihoods at stake. But I felt that I should warn you, just the same.

That's all.

[And she...whoever she is...is out. She...whoever she is...may or may not respond to various inquiries from characters. You'll just have to see how much more generous she...well, you get the idea.]

...is this on? It's quite cold and I'm not sure!

Ah, listen, can we have a little bit of help here? Ako and I found this large book and, well... we have no idea what's going on in it. But, what makes this so odd is that there are things smudged out, pages torn... and there's this big huge block of text followed by nothing. It's like everything stopped here!

Problem is... we don't know how to read any of this!

So, um... little bit of help?

[Oh look, it's Zecora, whose hut has taken on a distinctly Nightmare Before Christmas aesthetic thanks to a few Hearth's Warming decorations being mixed in with her masks, cauldrons, and supplies. But Zecora herself looks sinister and ominous in the green light of a bubbling brew, and deeply serious indeed.]

I believe the time has come
To give you all a message from
A sinsiter place to us:
The depths of Tartarus.

For those of you who heard the story
That Celestia in all her glory
Told to us of the Pale Pony,
This may clear up uncertainty.

The Pale Pony -- the true one,
Not she who captured us for fun,
But the true figure of which legends speak
Is somepony we ought to seek.

For her existence may indeed be fact.
This new knowledge that we have lacked
May explain many mysteries
Littered throughout our histories.

She may be the one who hid the Tree
Which bore the Elements of Harmony.
So she may not be quite on our side
But against one foe, we may be allied.

Keep this in mind and seek more clues.
This fight is one we must not lose.

[Hey, everypony, its Princess Celestia! She looks quiet, almost solemn, as she sits by her fireplace.]

Hello.

Recently, it came to my attention that there is...another secret, so to speak, that I must indulge to you all. However, this revelation was one that the existence of which was unknown to me, my sister, or the other princesses of this world.

[She looks down at this.]

During Discord's recent prank during Nightmare Night, several of us were switched with normal ponies. When they did, they found themselves at the mercy of a voice. A voice that constantly spoke to them, sounding like us, encouraging them to do...things. Where this voice comes from, we don't know. None of us even knew this voice existed, until now.

[Closing her eyes.]

I realize this might be important information, so I apologize for delaying in reporting this. It wasn't intentional on my part to do so - I wanted to confirm and see if this was just in myself and Luna, or if Princess Cadance and Princess Twilight Sparkle also had this problem. While I couldn't confirm Cadance realizing it, I would like to speak with whoever switched with Princess Twilight Sparkle about this.

Again, I apologize for the delay on this. And also...

[A little smile plays on her face.]

I hope you all are having a lovely time with the Maze Trotter. Has anyone gotten to the end?

Hello!

First I'd like to remind you all to add any discoveries you've made about Calice to our communal log on the topic. You can find the log in the Ponyville Library basement.

Second, I have news. I finished building the rainbow energy sensor and between that and the readings I have taken on my Sonic, I can confirm something we have suspected for a while.

The rainbows that bring us here are a match for the Elements of Harmony. Since Calice claims we're here for her experiments, it is very likely the Elements she bears on her body are the ones being used to fetch us, send us away, and so forth.

Knowing that, there's a point we also must take into account. [He holds up a hoof to ward off any interruptions.]

Calice has two types of energy. The Elements Rainbow power, and a chaotic black power. But from the very beginning she has always used the Elements to bring offworlders here. For someone so strong she sure uses the Elements a lot.

And I have to wonder: Are the Elements of Harmony actually her greatest power source? And could the Elements ever be used for... evil purposes?

-Oh, I see. This is like a phone.

[The scroll opens to reveal a new face in the form of a green pegasus.]

It's recording? Hm...

[He's inspecting the scroll closely, seemingly unaware that it is broadcasting everything he's doing. It turns upside down, flips around to reveal that he's near the town hall, flips back... This goes on for a while, at which point he makes a single observation:]

Hooves are a lot more dexterous than I thought.

[Clearly a very important contribution to the scrolls.]

[A visual is sent out to everyone's scrolls from Pinkie's place above Sugarcube Corner. There's The Doctor with his Sonic Screwdriver, a common sight, but it seems he has forgotten how to properly handle his favorite tool.

He smiles at the Sonic, looking very amused, then sticks the end of it into his mouth and chews loosely on it.]

A mam mam mam mam! [A little drool runs down the side.]

[A small high pitched voice starts to speak up in the background.]

That isn't meant for chewing!

So since Horseland has a way for everyone to jut blabber philosophical questions to everyone else or air their personal business to everyone in town just like home, here's a question for you: who here is familiar with time travel? I'd ask who's used to jumping between dimensions and worlds and blah blah blah but if this is anything where I'm from it's probably nearly everyone. Time travel? Seems a bit rarer but apparently there's at least one other person here who's done it. I'm not looking to start a club or some dumb crap, I'm just curious as to who has and why.

[There's a short pause for a moment.]

Tell me if there's anything cool you did too, I guess. I'm bored and your conversations are boring, so talk about something interesting.

...Alex of the human Wasteland is gone. Home, I hope, but possibly taken.

Sun burn it all.

Since I can't go to him wherever he is, I - well, apart from losing a friend? I need someone who knows something about ionizing radiation and rad poisoning to help me run some diagnostics. I need a second opinion.

[Good October everyone. Is everybody enjoying the middle of the month? Yggy certainly is though as she appears on the scroll her eyes appear disinterested and distant. Her tone, on the other hand is disdainful, perhaps even... destructive.]

Attention, everyone.

I have grown tired of this world.

I think I will destroy it.

[She stops to stare at her scroll before smiling, a big, broad smile that is completely without positive emotion.]

If you wish to stop me, I will be waiting in the building with the bell.

((OOC: the chances of her even coming close to following through with this is equal to Discord making sense.]

It is now a matter of public record that magic powers from other worlds, particularly battle-magic and most particularly the powers of artifacts from the dungeons, are contributing to the decay of the stars.

I wish to study this phenomena. We need a safe way to defend ourselves, one that will not hasten the end of this world.

To this end I seek volunteers at the Proving Grounds recently set up for us to test our prowess, so that I may make comprehensive measures of the energies they shape. I will also need mages from this world; pegasi storm-shapers, earth pony healers and farmers, and unicorn evokers alike. I need to discover why magic from this world doesn't have the same effect, and why.

Yours against the Starless Night,
Lucia Bolido

( Private message to the other Twilight Sparkles )