Entries tagged with zzz_transformers: rung [ou]

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Second Session | Visual

[The scroll reveals a small orange mouse, climbing up onto a flat end of a large spool of red thread. He struggles but he makes it! He sits with his hands on his lap, looking at the scroll with a small smile, and a brief wave of his hand.]

Greetings-- everypony, was it? Greetings everypony, and every animal alike! My name is Rung. Most of you don't know of me but, I hope to change that by offering my services.

[Rung clears his throat, adjusting his glasses.]

Where I'm from, I come from a large ship full of many giant robots, and I am-- was one as well. What I'm getting at here is that I was the ship's therapist. I have been doing my job for millions of years, and I wish to help in any way I can here.

[And also he doesn't want to keep borrowing money from Arcee.]

So if anyone needs an open audia-- ear, I'll be more than happy to assist.

Thank you for listening.

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[A new face! And he's not happy. It's not that he's freaking out or furious or anything just... He's so done.]

Y'know, this was cute for about a minute or two. And I gotta hand it to you: This is one of the more creative kidnapping plots I've ever seen. So Kudos for that. I can tell you put a lotta work in it, baby!

The branding thing, though? If that was supposed to be funny, I am not laughing. Listen, you've got one hour to undo this weird little fairytale ransom of yours, or... well. Let's just say things ain't gonna turn out good for you. Trust me, you'd rather be dealin' with me than my bosses. This ain't gonna fly with them.

Oh, and one more thing? Work on your themeing. Whether you're goin' the hero route or villain, I don't really care... But this whole unicorn torture thing is about as intimidating as a baby butterfly.

Anyway, call back. It's in your best interests.

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[Visual]

[You know what's nice? Canterlot. Arcee had never been to such a nice city before- Well, scratch that, one where she didn't spend the majority of the time underground. New York doesn't count. Despite everything, her short time there definitely left an impact. She'd...she'd really like to go again during different circumstances.]

The more I hear about this gala, the more I think I want to go. Not trying to get my hopes up, it's not like I'd make top of a VIP list, just...a nice thought.

[Just kidding, she'd totally crash if she wasn't invited.]

I don't know, maybe I just want someone to tell me I'm not crazy.

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First session | Visual

[The scroll flickers to life and a small orange and white mouse peers into it. He bobs his head, curious, whiskers twitching before he finally speaks.]

I ah... I've never seen anything like this before. But it must be some sort of communication.

[He clears his throat as he leans his head inward, a nice close up of his black nose and whiskers.]

Hello, my name is Rung. I'm part of the Lost Light, a ship of Cybertronians. I was wondering if anyone could point me in the direction of the ship. I need to return to my duties onboard it.

[A pause and he leans back to look down at himself. A small mouse, with orange and white fur, and a small blue dot on the center of his chest. His nose twitches, whiskers flinching.]

And if anyone could explain as to why my... holoform is now that of an unfamiliar organic, that would be greatly appreciated. I can't seem to return to my normal form. And this form is rather smaller than what I'm used to.

None the less, thank you for listening.

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☼ [ visual]

[Sometime after the ponies wake up, scrolls and quills suddenly start raining from the sky. Don't worry, its not the ponypocalypse, its just a squadron of flying white ponies dropping them from above.

Once everyone receives one, the scrolls suddenly glow and come to life, its surface revealing the visage of a large white alicorn with rainbow hair and a golden crown, sitting on a large, velvet-upholstered throne. She has a calm, reassuring, regal smile on her face as she speaks, though those who know her better can see the light of worry and concern in her eyes.]

Good afternoon, newponies! I am Princess Celestia.

I've heard of your arrival in Ponyville and of some of the more interesting stories that have come from it. We're...not certain how this phenomenon has occurred, but we here at the royal castle will put our efforts into solving this mystery, and I hope you will help us out as we wish to help you out!

Rest assured, no harm will come to you. Nor, as some of you have worried, are we holding you against your will. On the contrary, you're free to move about Equestria as you please, be it through Ponyville, Los Pegasus or anywhere in between. I only request that you use the scrolls we have provided you to check in from time to time, so that we know where you might be when we figure out the solution to this current situation.

If you have any questions, you are free to ask them of me. If I am not available - and, I will admit, there are times when I can be quite busy - there are many other ponies willing to help you, including the other princesses of Equestria. We are all in this together, after all.

[And then she smiles a little more. Its a much more relaxed smile. The concern is still there, of course.]

But, in the meantime, I'd also like to get to know all of you! I always like to meet new people, after all. I hear we even have a dragon?