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[rarities]

[Paradisians, you'd better hope that you've left the hallway nice and clear this evening, because you may not have time to get out of the way of ... this.

"This" being a pony galloping furiously down the hallway. This pony is decked out in a bathrobe and curlers, and screaming at the top of her lungs.

While scissors chase her down the hallway.

Help a filly out?]

MY MAAAANE! NOT MY MANE!!!

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action... 1/2

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[ Twilight appears in a flash of magic, standing valiantly in face of danger, with her Christmas gift sitting atop her head.... a Crown Thingy®.

She looks ready to face off whatever made Rarity scream, but- ]

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...Scissors?

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[OH LOOK A FRIEND THAT SHE IS NOT GALLOPING TOWARDS]

Twilight!! Twilight! They won't stop chasing me!!

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[ Yeah, Twilight's just... going to use her magic to try and grab them.




.....If this works, she's going to wonder why Rarity was even running. ]

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[well, they seem to have stopped ... and Rarity looks back]

Oh, no, Twilight, don't --

[ ... aaand now they're chasing you, Twilight]

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...Hey! Stop!

[ Except Twilight's... not... running. Even when they CUT OFF PART OF HER MANE oh the horror ]

I SAID STOP! [ Instead she's just pouring more magic into trying to stop them.

Buck you, magic scissors....!! D: ]

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--Twilight!! [askdhjsdkf oh noooo twilight your beautiful maaaneee 8( rarity will just be trying to distract the scissors now]

Over heeereee! Hey! Over here! You stop that right this instant!!

[flailingfelt]

[Kermit is, unfortunately, not so good at getting out of the way of things. especially when he's too busy staring at the flying scissors --]

What the hey--

[rarities]

[welp, she might just be bowling right into you then, kermit. OOPS. at least the scissors fly on ahead and straight into the wall behind them?}

[flailingfelt]

Hmmh.

[he looks up, still pinned beneath her, and gives a little wriggle of his head]

Rock beats scissors.

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Ooh ... [she'll be moving to get up now ...]

--Oh! Oh, goodness, I am terribly sorry!

[flailingfelt]

It's okay. [he picks himself up without much trouble] Simba pounces on me all the time, so -- I'm kinda getting used to it. Are you okay? Those scissors were pretty creepy-looking.

[rarities]

Yes, I ... I think so. [she'll be patting her curlers carefully ...] They just came out of nowhere!

[flailingfelt]

Yeah - stuff is doing that today. [he makes a face] I had a cloud of cotton candy chase me out of the kitchen earlier.

[saccharosium]

[ Stocking is a bit distracted by the pony with curlers in her hair. ]

Wh... [ And then she sees the scissors behind said pony. Time to bust out her swords. ]

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[ ... and Rarity sees those swords, and thinks she's the target. which means she's screaming even LOUDER and running in the opposite direction kfjsdlfk]

[saccharosium]

[ . . . . . . . . .

Oh. Kay.

Stocking just huffs in annoyance and takes off one of her arm socks, turning it into a throwing knife and sending it at the scissors. ]

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[and that pins it to the wall! way to go stocking *^* HER HERO ...]

[saccharosium]

[ Wonderful. Stocking walks over and eyes the scissors suspiciously, before looking at the pony. She points at the scissors. ] Yours, I assume?

[doublethefun]

[just sort of...sitting off on the side, drenched in various liquids and looking pretty bedraggled.

These better be crazy enchanted scissors of DOOM or something.]

[rarities]

[whatever they are, they seem to be chasing after Rarity relentlessly and occasionally trying to take a snip at her mane. SCREAM!!! she'll be tossing a curler at one to ... not much avail]

[doublethefun]

[maybe she should help. Or something.]

Fair Rarity, canst thou not use thy magic?

[rarities]

That's just the -- [SHRIEK, duck] -- problem, Princess!

[doublethefun]

[...well, this is hardly the situation for a nice discourse on crazy scissors. So she'll try out her spell-negating spell.]

[jammin_with_ed]

[Edward watches the pony racing towards her, wondering what she could be running from]

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[aand she's letting out a girly shriek and trying to skid to a stop instead of smacking right into her, but .... oops?]

[jammin_with_ed]

[Yeah, head on pony collision in 3, 2... She yelps as Rarity plows right into her. She ends up sprawled in the middle of the hallway, looking upside down at Rarity]

Head on collision. There may be a delay in your morning commute.

[deminuit]

[ one of the midnighter's weirdo crocoducks has broken away from the flock, and is happily chasing the scissors that are chasing rarity. and that is the sight that midnighter exits a room to see. ]

What in the fucking...

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[she's running to hide behind you midnighter so .... WATCH OUT FOR THEM SCISSORS]

[deminuit]

[ he catches a couple and dodges the rest without looking particularly concerned, then he stops to glance down at... the pony.... ]

What did you do?

[heliacal]

[Eep! Rapunzel is in the hallway, and as if Rarity didn't startle her enough... Scissors! Yikes.

She gets out of the way, but then follows after, trying to grab the scissors.]

I'll help!

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O-oh!!

[she's glancing behind her as she gallops] Thank you!! [but omg, now she's worried those scissors are gonna cut that beautiful long hair ...]

[heliacal]

Aah! You're welcome!

[She can't quite reach them...!]

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry quickly gets out if the way of the pony and stare at the scene for a moment.]

I suggest you run into a room and quickly close the door behind you, Rarity.

[rarities]

[.... oh! that's a good idea. she'll be dashing into a room and kicking the door shut with her back hooves. all the scissors just stick into the door with a loud 'thunk']