So, uh... With all the things going on recently, I kinda forgot that my birthday passed at the end of last month.

[Which is a surprise given how many other parties he attended around that exact time.]

I don't usually throw a party or anything, but I'd kinda like to do something. Is there a karaoke bar anywhere nearby, and who would be willing to come?

[Bulk's definitely seen and done a lot of weird stuff. But waking up as a tiny furry organic? That was a new one. Much less in a strange place. First he had to figure out the whole walking on all fours thing. Not made much easier by such little limbs.

But once he finally figured it ou, he found the scroll. So have a rather...chubby looking cat, with green fur and barely see able ears.]

Uh....can anybody hear me? Ultra Magnus? Ratchet? Arcee?

And uh....where am I, and why am I an organic?

 [I think one thing we've all learned by now is that robots don't adapt to being turned into animals very well. Because here's another one.

When Wheeljack arrives, he's none too excited about being there, at first wondering why everything is so -colourful-. This definitely wasn't Earth, or at least any part of Earth he knew.  It only escalates when he takes a look at his hand--...these aren't hands. Cue the anger/yelp of surprise.

...

So. What you didn't see before this broadcast was made: A badger--a very angry and frantic badger running around as fast as his legs can carry him, and even then it was more like 'wave your legs until you move forward'. Not the best of times, definitely the worst of times. Four legs are hard to adjust to, despite an Autobot's motif of being able to adapt quickly to change. Thankfully, it's over and done with quick, with a bit of wobbling as he makes his way back to the area he arrived, noticing the scroll.

It seems to be open and waiting for him.

Here, it'll start recording things for you, okay. Go on, use the scroll.]

Uh...hey.

Autobots, tell me you're pickin' up this signal, cause this is some fraggin' scrap I landed myself into.

[He sounds positively thrilled, can't you tell?]

If not, anyone got an explanation for this? I'm normally not so...this. Be much appreciated.

[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?