[The Overlord flings his scroll open dramatically, letting purple mana power wash over it as he steps back to lift one foreleg dramatically.]

In honor of our returnees, I'm pleased to announced the opening of Overlord Zetta's official Friend and Lover Matchmaking service! Want the chance to make a friend? Care to try a blind date? These ties of togetherness are our strongest bond against Calice, so now's the time to grow them and make new ones!

Sign up with your basic preferences and preferred service, and my elite team of matchmaking minions will send you the time and place to meet your new friend or date. And in honor of putting the screws to our nemesis, this service is absolutely freaking free!

[It's been a few days since her ascension, and while Nephenee was happily distracted by so many loved ones returning, her subconscious has still been at work, and with that and that one mob that keeps trying to follow her and reactions...well, suffice to say, she's still Nephenee, and that meant a tendency towards worry. Especially over relationships...]

[Of course, she's also worrying about the fact she keeps accidentally blasting things. The less said about some of those occasions, the better. There's at once excitement and nerves at the fact that she can tap that magic Patchouli once told her of, and considering she's never tapped it before on less of a passive scale...]

[Let's not even go into her worrying over everything else about being a princess.]

[...She could use some help. Which is one reason she comes onto the scroll, struggling to hold the scroll up with her new magic, as a light, bright green glow surrounds her new appendage.]

Uh, hey, everypony! Wow, been a heckuva week, huh? It's been real great seein' so many folks back!

[...Sigh, okay, she can't fake being fine. The uneasy grin drops a bit.]

Ah..Ah know Ah'm an alicorn now...but Ah don't want y'all gettin' ideas an' thinkin' ya gotta treat me different than before. No title or lil' horn can change me bein' me...so, promise y'all don't gotta bow or nothin'. Ah'm still Nephenee...

...On the other hoof, Ah...kinda gotta learn to do that princess thing. An' learn to stop breakin' things with my magic. They're gonna start callin' me the Princess o' Breakin' Things at this rate. Can Ah get help learnin' to control it? Ah've...never used magic like this before...an' learnin' to be more proper when Ah hafta be, or...whatever princesses do?

[Still, she shakes her head, scroll going along with the movements, as she tries to brighten more.]

Now that t-that's done, Ah want to hang out with folks, 'specially all the folks Ah know that've come back! We should do tea! O-or maybe a picnic for that! Or whatever y'all'd like to do!

[Yeah she's nervous. Somepony needs to hug this girl.]

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( Private visuals to NPC princesses, and Princess Twilight )
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( Private visual to Shanks )

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( Private to Zetta )
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[Action at the Dojo:]

[It's been awhile since Neph's had a chance to get to the Dojo easily, now that there seems to be at least one group of ponies that flock to her. And in need of training to relax and help Flash and Minato out again, and a million other things, she disguises herself so she can actually get there easier. Somehow, it actually works, and she makes it there okay. Right, let's find her friends and relax...]

I'm back! And I bring ribbons for the San Bernadino Rodeo!

Two reds and a white. That's 2nd and 4th for all you uninformed. Golden won a blue and two pinks and that's 1st and 3rd.

I placed 2nd in bucking, 4th in roping and 2nd again in foot races.

So what'd I miss? Oh and I brought presents!

And Ruby! I got you a cute hat to go with your jacket! It's a Neighponese Windscale Exclusive I found at the Fillydelphia Geek Show. It's got a cute red and black pattern.

[Good afternoon folks! It's everybody favorite... oh... it's her. Clearly she's up to a deep profound philosophical discussion of everybody's current situation.]

Hello everybody.

I just wanted to tell you today: I find you all adorable.

That is all.

A week?!

(Cue one concerned pink filly on the scrolls.)

How did I sleep for a whole week?! I've never slept this long before! I must be so behind on school and everything going on...what happened? I wasn't that tired last night...did something happen? I don't...ooh. My head hurts...

(The small filly rests a hoof on her forehead, covering her face. A brief glance at her face reveals a flash of an unnatural glowing yellow in her eyes.

...And she's immediately tackled to the ground by a blur of black. Moments later, a mare pigtails and glasses shuffles in place before Madoka's scroll.)

U-um...bee! There was a big...big bee...it looked scary....I didn't want it to hurt you!

(Yeah, that's exactly why she charged in like that. Once the uhh...bee...is repelled away from the young Madoka, the feed promptly ends.)

[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.))

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

MY SECRET WORK IS COMPLETED!

And now...

[Luna throws off her towel in full pony glory as steam rises from a walled off area. There's a massive hoof-built structure with steam from the huge area bordering Sweet Apple Acres less used areas of land as she throws the doors open. Inside there's a huge walled area, some labeled Stallions, Mares, Mixed, Oversized.]

IT IS TIME TO PARTAKE IN THE FIRST PONYVILLE HOTSPRINGS! Come my faithful friends, let us bathe in its warming waters on the edge of the Whitetail Woods!

I simply must thank the good ponies at Canterlot Power and Electric for supplying the hook up to the power grid to empower the steam system.

COME HAVE A BALL! FIRST ONE INTO THE POOL!

[And she leaps in and comes out soaking wet with a laugh as the scroll floats to the side.]

[There's an image of a white rat lying down on a pillow. It's nibbling at a cracker with a slice of cheese placed on it. The silliness of the visuals aside, the rat seems to have an intelligent, serious look in its eyes. Really that just adds to the silliness.]

... So, magic.

[The rat's still nibbling at the cheese, but you hear words and thoughts entering your mind.]

I'm fascinated by it. Even if I'm not in the body of a pony, is it possible for me to use it?

... Ah. Right. My name is George. And I'm not a rat.

 [This holiday season, the scroll feed is proud to present... a bleary-eyed sky-blue pony with white bed hair that encompasses his entire head. Groggily, he pushes himself semi-upright and smacks his lips, blinking off his sleep.]

...hhh...where...where in the world am I, do you suppose?...Archimedes? Archimedes, are you about somewhe- oh.

[Enough cognisance has been regained that he suddenly notices his hoof, and he examines it for a moment.]

...mm. That's odd. I don't remember turning into a shetland pony. Let's see now...

[Finally getting up, the old equine trots around a bit, giving himself a once over.]

Beard's still here, unusual, that. The rest seems OH! Oh, that had better not be a tattoo down there. Ngh... won't rub off. No, that won't do, I'm not going through that nonsense again. Now, where I w...Hmm. Glasses still there, that's good. Pointy hat? Yes, yes, that seems to be in good nick. Bit crumpled, but nothing a goo- ...by george, is that a horn on my head?!

Man, what the fuck is with this place. You mention droppin' a plate and killin' a coupla hundred of people and suddenly you're like the devil or somethin'.

A guy's gotta do his job, no matter what you "good guys" might think. Bein' part of a giant corporation and then going against what they want ya to do kinda loses you money, food, booze, whatever you wanna say.

Or, if you're in the division I was in, you left in a fuckin' body bag.

Christ.

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[ Harvest season's coming along, and apples are being bucked down at a healthy rate. The amount of ripe apples on the trees has caused Flutterbat to surface more frequently; perhaps, late at night in the orchard, you've witnessed a shadow flitting around the trees? But now that only a few of them are left, the batpony has grown hungrier. Fluttershy has to take care of her.

When Fluttershy opens up her scroll (at the entrance to the Everfree Forest), she's out of breath, and the fangs are receding into her gums. Flutterbat is particularly grumpy today, and Shy's having some difficulty keeping her under wraps long enough to make a message for the Apple family.

Well, she intended it to be just for the Apple family, anyway. ]

A-A-Applejack? It's, um... well, it's me. And... and I know Fl-Flutterbat's caused a little bit of... of trouble this season, but... well, she's running low on apples, and I know it's a lot to ask, but I was wondering if we could, um... just- set aside a tiny bit of the harvest for her, so she has something to munch on through the colder months? She's been a little, um... upset, lately, and... I-I know it is your harvest, so you don't have to, but... if there's any way to-

[ She's been nervously rubbing at her ear as it shrinks back to normal, only now she freezes, a look of panic in her eyes. ] Did I...

[ Examining the scroll, she realizes her mistake. The message is broadcasting to everyone. Everyone. All she can do is stare at the scroll in horror for several seconds, before snapping it shut. ]

[Littlepip appears on the scroll, looking a little embarrassed.]

Hey... In case you don't know me, my name is Littlepip. For those of you that do, I'm sorry I haven't appeared since we all got back in our own bodies. I wasn't all that happy...

I... I was in Princess Luna's body for a while. Princess Luna, the one from here, I'm- actually, to all Princess Lunas that are listening: I'm sorry I messed things up. I don't deserve to be a Princess Luna or be able to move the moon. I'm only a PipBuck Technician. I don't have any leadership skills, and I definitely don't deserve any praise.

But I did learn something. Sometimes you have to do something even if you don't deserve to do it. If I didn't move the moon, then everything would have been worse. I had to.

I had to...

[Littlepip sighs.]

Everypony was counting on the moon going as it always was. And if I ever get switched into Luna again, I'd gladly tear myself apart again so I can have the moon orbit like it should.

(The scroll opens up with two pink fillies, both sharing an inquisitive glance.)

Hello, everyone! I’m Madoka Kaname...and this is Nanako! We’ve been wondering about a few things lately and were hoping you could answer our questions.

We’ve noticed a lot of ponies with those pictures on their...what was it? Flanks? And we were wondering what they’re for.

I think they represent what you’re good at? Or maybe it’s just something you like doing… (Madoka rubs her chin.) I’m not sure, but apparently there’s other...fillies? Yeah! They want to get their pictures, too! What were they called again, Nana-chan?

Um...I think they were called...Cutie Marks? Right? And the fillies who are trying to get their marks are...crusaders?

Cutie Mark Crusaders! Do you think they’re looking for new members? Because we don’t have marks, either...but it might be good to know what they are!

Oh, you know...Rise-oneechan told me that there are schools here. I bet we could learn there!

Oh yeah, we could! That’s a great idea! (The older filly beams, but quickly loses steam.) But...do ponies talk about that in their eighth year of school? I’m in my eighth year back home, but I don’t know how that translates in Equestria…

[Nanako tilts her head a little.] And how do you register for school? Do you have to have someone sign you up?

I think we do. We’re not old enough to do it ourselves. Umm...can...someone help us with that, too? It feels weird, being out of school for so long outside of a vacation.

[When Donna comes onto the scrolls, she's shooing something off the scroll away.]

Hey, has anybody seen that colorful birding pegasus, Papageno?

Shoo! Get off of that!

We're having a bit of trouble with the starlings over the-

[There's a plop and Donna grimaces as she has to wipe some white droppings off her snout.]

-commune. They just won't go away, and we could really do with someone to pied piper them off to somewhere nicer.

[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.]

Hello! If any of you ponies could spare a moment to help me with something it would be much appreciated.

I have been attending lessons at the local school, and Miss Cherilee has asked us to talk to other ponies about their cutie marks. These are the questions.

[They appear in writing under his visual message.]

1. What does your cutie mark look like?
2. How or when did you receive your cutie mark?
3. What does your cutie mark represent?

[Pippin blinks then slowly frowns a little]

I also must write about my own experience since I have a mark. Honestly though, I am not sure what it truly means. It's a bird, but I have no special talents relating to birds. Can you help me? I would like to find an answer to this, not only for my work, but so I can tell a certain filly she can no longer compare me to a "blank flank."

[He moves the scroll to make sure his mark is captured in the visual.]

--BLAGGART!!

[Luna's scream suddenly permeated through the scrolls as, simultaneously, several lights suddenly illuminated the very dark sky. Celestia, meanwhile, has her game face on, her expression grim. Her voice is low]

Ponies. Get ready. We shall be in need of your aid soon.

THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL 'FRIENDSHIP'?! HA! TO THINK I GAVE YOU THE NAME CARL! YOU DO NOT DESERVE IT!

If you intend to fight, wait for my signal. Do not attack until I give the order.

Our success depends on it.

[With that said, the scroll is turned off. No more words. The battle has begun.]