[There's a visual of an earth pony, turning away from the scroll. She's kicking a tree. Over and over. The tree itself has had the bark torn off from it, stripping it all the way down to the densest part of the core. Maybe she had opened the scroll for a reason, but for right now, she's just kicking.]

[Then, between the kicks, she starts saying words in a breathless grumble. The first time is barely audible. So she stops. Taking a few moments to catch her breath, the pony lowers her head out of range just long enough to say:]

Kanji Tatsumi, Naoto Shirogane, and... Souji Seta aren't here anymore.

Souji left a note.

[She's silent and just stands there. Only the wind notes the passing of time.]

[She screams in anger, frustration, and pain and strikes the tree once more with one powerful, soul-crushing crack. It must have hurt, because the pony is keeping from stepping on that foot.]

And... I'm wishing I was ow with them too.

[She hobbles off of screen, seemingly forgetting about the scroll. The tree, meanwhile, finally bows, bends, and breaks.]

((All responses will have to be in person. She's heading off... to patch up her leg, probably.))

[The scroll comes up and Chie can be seen... though despite the time of day her face looks like it's covered up with the shadows of leaves. Her tone is hushed and her face is flushed with worry.]

Hey guys, I was wondering if there was anyone has a place that I can lay low until Monday? Preferably somebody that's far away from Ponyville or Canterlot.

Thanks.

[She looks up, as though worried that something is going to happen any minute.]

...this is a somewhat familiar face, isn't it? For some of you?

"Oh, it's this place again. Is Chie here this time? Or Rise?"

A slight pause as she recalls something.

"Yayoi, if you're here again, I wouldn't mind kissing you some more."

[The scrolls will glow. Open it at your leisure. 'Cause Kanji's feeling fiery as hell and can only find one outlet for it... for now.]

[He's lying on a mat at first, but he planted his hooves and is forcing himself upright from what shelter he'd been taken to. His legs are shaky and his eyes are dull from the loss of his magic, and at first his voice is raspy...]

W-we're not gonna take it...

[He took a deep breath, grit his teeth, and sucked in a breath. This is his first time, be gentle. Time to stop being shy. It had to happen eventually, right? He knew this song among many others. Maybe it'd been sung before, he didn't know. But it was appropriate for right now. Have some slightly-abridged Twisted Sister!]

NO! We ain't gonna take it!

We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

We've got the right to choose, and
there ain't no way we'll lose it

This is our life, this is our song!

We'll fight the powers that be, just,
don't pick our destiny 'cause
YOU DON'T KNOW US
you don't belong!

We're not gonna take it-
NO! We ain't gonna take it!

We're not gonna take it anymooooore!

[His scowl deepens, his voice stronger now. Eyes on what passes for the camera on this thing.]

Oh, you're so condescending
your gall is never-ending
we don't want nothin', not a thing from you!

Your life is trite and jaded,
boring and confiscated,
if that's your best, your best won't do!

Oh...
Oh...

We're right!
We're free!
We'll fight!
You'll see!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymooooore!

JUST YOU TRY AND MAKE US!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

[Good. He feels better. Maybe someone else out there feels better, too. It tired him out, but he wasn't about to show it. But even though they were dull, his eyes sharpened the best they could as he rolled the scroll shut, ending the feed.]

[Greetings! Just your resident green Earth Pony and she seems excited about something!]

Hey everybody! Happy Hearths Warming Day or whatever it's called. And yeah that probably came late.

So, hey! In my world we once had a day where we went to a ski lodge. It was soo much fun. If you were somehow in a world that didn't have the awesome experience, it's going down a hill with two skis on your feet and trying to go as fast as you can--WHOOOSH--down the hill!

Or...

[She turns to the side to what is no doubt a huge pile of dirt that has had snow piled onto it. Giving that image a second, the bowl-haired earth pony returns to view, beaming.] Maybe you can come and try it for yourself! I have two pairs of skiis waxed up and ready. Or you can be even more daring and try--THE SNOWBOARD.

[These "skiis" and the "snowboard" may just be two by fours and a plank of plywood that has been waxed up as though they were skiis...]

[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.

[Teddie seems really happy today, more so than usual. He's also in his bear suit for a change, it feels like forever since he's last put it on. In his big fuzzy paws looks to be a small styrofoam cup, the same kind you'd expect to see from a...cafe.]

Now that the weather's not so HOT on my poor fuzzy bod, I can finally start wearing my glorious fur again just like the old days. Whew, I never thought I'd see the day where I too could call days the OLD days, they don't feel that old to me, but what can you do? So don't be so surprised when you see a devilishly handsome bear about, or think I've gone missing or something 'cause I HAVEN'T.

[He inhales, catching his breath from all that babbling. Why...why is he babbling?]

In other news, I'm super duper grateful for all these op-bear-tunities to advance my quest towards maturity what with schooool and woooork and both at the SAME TIME but it's been sooooooooooo draining on my little bear body when I finally remembered "HEY, what do adults do when they get tired?!" so I started drinking coffee and - it's awful - but I think it's WORKING!!

[Oh, that's why.]

At this rate, I'm gonna be a man in NO TIME!!

[Everyone will see Strong Bad surrounded by a variety of props: a few trees, some scarecrows, a cart crudely dolled up to look like a futuristic car, a nunchuk-gun, a throne with thorns sticking out of it, and a black electric guitar with red streaks. His mane is tied back for once, and he's sporting a pair of bright orange shades. He's grinning, clearly excited about something.]

Listen up! I know y'all have been busy fluffing your fluff pieces, barbing your dark-umentaries, and punching out action scenes for your film projects, but if anybody's looking for an amazing last-minute career opportunity? I've got one with your name on it, in neon lights. Under my name, of course.

Back home, I'm something of an awesome director, writer, and actor. The triple threat. My crown jewel was the Dangeresque trilogy: the gripping tale of a top-notch secret agent and his team of varying levels of competence, solving mysteries and jumping off tall buildings. This'll be a total reboot of the concept: new characters, new dangers, more horses. That last one's made it kind of hard to hold a gun, but I'm finally getting to a point where I might be able to make this movie.
( opportunity of a lifetime right here )

[Chie's in front of the video again, except her hooves are shuffling and she's having trouble looking directly into the camera. Her face is flushed and she's sweating profusely.]

So... ["To be honest, this is really hard. I'm not very good at admitting my mistakes... and talking in front of people I don't know actually makes me really shy! But this is important. I know that I've been worrying everybody, especially my friends. "]

[She takes a deep breath, making a small gesture with her hoof.]

Um... ["Remember that thing that happened a few weeks ago? I've been thinking about it and I just feel terrible for responding the way I did. I mean it wasn't entirely my fault and all, but I didn't have to respond to it as badly as I did."]

And... ["...this place seems pretty cool when it's not in the middle of a world-wide crisis? There are some people here that are really nice and I would hate for them to get the wrong idea."]

Yeah... ["That's all I want to say, really."]

[She takes a deep breath and motions to turn off her scroll. At least that is over wit-]

Oh! ["Oh!"] Does anybody here like kung fu movies?

[Hey guys, Its Minako. And she looks quite thoughtful.]

Hey, guys? Maybe I'm just playing devil's advocate here, but I honestly think you guys need to give the princesses the benefit of the doubt on this one. And yeah, even Zetta.

Yeah, they kept things from us. That sucks, I get that. Maybe they should have been more open about that plan, or maybe not. I know a lot of ponies will use that against the princesses.

But in the end, I can't be angry at them this time. In fact, I completely understand why they did it. Sometimes we have to keep secrets to protect people. And sometimes, yeah, things will backfire when you do that. But that's the nature of being a leader. That's why being an alicorn here is earned, don't you think? Its not always straightforward and you have to make the best decisions that you can with what you know. Leaders...ponies in power...they don't have the luxury of being 100% transparent. Sometimes divulging the truth is more dangerous than than keeping the secret.

Besides. Hasn't it occurred to anyone that us being angry at the princesses for this - us acting like this - is exactly what the Pale Pony wants? The more she can manipulate our fear, the more our fear causes us to mistrust and even hate others, the more of an advantage she gets. She says friendship is a weakness? She says friendship doesn't matter? Well? We're just proving her right. And she'll keep stealing stars. Or, at least I'm pretty sure that's what Princess Celestia meant with that, because the whole Pale Pony absorbing stuff and...stuff.

...

I know ponies are mad, right now, and I admit I was cheesed off at Zetta when he first started this...but we need to show the Pale Pony that she's wrong about us, and that just because she's got all that power, doesn't mean she's right about that.

[With that, she gets down on one knee.]

So...Princess Celestia, Princess Luna...Overlord Zetta. I humbly apologize for not believing in you. I hope you can forgive me.

I've already told a few of you this. Some others may already have been suspecting what I'm about to say, as well, but I want to come out with it completely.

I knew that whole thing was a setup from almost the beginning, and didn't tell anyone. I was asked not to; by whom should be obvious at this point.

[Oh hey, look, it's the bowl cut. But, wait she-]

GUYS, I NEED A DOCTOR RIGHT AWAY! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!

[She's so upset that she won't even wait for the narration, apparently...]

[This morning the scroll opens up and very bleary-eyed looking Chie is on the other end. Apparently she hasn't gotten any sleep.]

Okay guys, I got some bad news. The creepy loud unicorn wasn't lying when he said that there's a thing that's blotting out the sun and the moon. I stood up all night to check on it and *yaaawn* oh, erm... yeah, the small eclipse pretty much confirms it.

[She looks to the side at the rising sun and glowers a little. There was something else that she wanted to get off her chest.]

And guys, I know that guy is crazy and nuts, but I can't help but think if the Princesses are all that much better. I mean, we were dragged here with a crazy creepy monster thing, and now the planet is going to die because one guy doesn't get to be a princess, too.

[Maybe it's the lack of sleep talking but she's just getting angry.] Maybe I'm giving them too much credit, but I can't help but feel like they're just not doing their job here to keep the peace. So what's the big plan now, ladies?

[So it's been a pretty rough couple of weeks, yeah? What with the sudden appearance of a raving space pony from nowhere and now the lingering disappearance of the people as they attempt to take down said pony. Really things have been tense! And sometimes in the midst of everything, you just got to hear a kind word or two.]

[And one person that has been most affected by the missing appearance of one such friend was Teddie. Try as she might, Chie knew that he was hurting behind that goofy smile. So on this particular day, Chie took Teddie to the back room of the candy shop.]

So... um... Teddie... I just want you to know...

[She raises a hand behind her back as she brings herself to say the next few words.]

( Is... is that music? )

[The scroll is opened and instantly there is a close up on a blue-colored turtle appearing to inspect it.]

Hmm.... HMM... [He lifted his head and turned to the side] It's just a piece of paper. Huh, I guess we just talk into it like the D-Terminal.!

And how does that make any sense?

Magic, duh. Come on Donnie, get your head in the game.

[A green-colored unicorn with a scarred up front left leg and a purple mask over his brown eyes. He had a green owl sitting on his back as the unicorn gave the turtle an annoyed glare]

For the hundredth time Paolo, there is no such thing as magic, That is an illogical impossibility!

Says the mutant turtle turned human turned unicorn [Silence] My point has been made.

[Donnie groans] Fine, go ahead and talk to it. But I'm telling you that-

Yeah, whatever. Hello... wherever this place is. I'm Paolo, a turtle.... well I am now. The owl is Arte, and the naggy, big-mouthed unicorn is Donatello, aka pain int he shell.

Hey!

Anyways, Donnie wants to know where we are and why we're here and stuff. But he didn't want to believe that the scrolls are magic due to 'illogical reasoning' or something. So to prove him wrong and grant his wishes, if someone could tell us it would be nice. Thanks a lot pony people! [He gives the unicorn a smug look] Now watch the plan work.

[The unicorn merely rolls his eyes as the owl, Arte, pats his head.]

[The scroll opens to the same baby dragon, looking rather shaken up, but has definitely been worse.]

... You know, even though I've been here for about nine months now, I still have a hard time realizing that ponies killing is a thing here.

[He is partially referring to the Pale Pony incident, but there is a tiny jab at a certain post too.]