Princess Luna (
doublethefun) wrote in
paradisa2012-01-10 10:37 am
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[there’s the sound of rustling sheets over the journal as well as some muttering]
Honestly, ‘Tia. [have some unintelligible muttering as somepony shoves her head under the pillow. One might be able to make out something about ‘flashy sun ponies,’ but not much else.
Geez. What sort of lazy pony is still abed at three in the afternoon?
Regardless of your guess, there’s a louder rustling as she finally sits up, pillow balancing on her head. She glares at the offending curtains, which are oh-so-innocently pulled back, letting cheery beams of sunlight into the room.
...
...Wait. This is not her room. Although it is undoubtedly lavish, it is still not her room. In one quick movement, she throws back the sheets and hops down to the floor. Trotting over to the window, she peers out and, yup. This isn’t Canterlot either.
Well, shit. There’s only one explanation, obviously. Incoming Royal Canterlot Voice, guys. Duck and cover.]
Villainous cur! Dost thou believe that thou canst ponynap the Princess of the Night without facing dire consequences? We will teach thee a lesson that will reverberate throughout time itself; thy children's children will quake in fear at the mere mention of Our name. Foolish foal! Thou didst not even lock the door!
[a confused pause]
...Or even bar the windows. Or try to stop my magic.
[...
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Yup, she’s heading into the hallway now] ‘Tia? Guards? Is anypony around?
[[ooc: Open over journal or in person!]]
Honestly, ‘Tia. [have some unintelligible muttering as somepony shoves her head under the pillow. One might be able to make out something about ‘flashy sun ponies,’ but not much else.
Geez. What sort of lazy pony is still abed at three in the afternoon?
Regardless of your guess, there’s a louder rustling as she finally sits up, pillow balancing on her head. She glares at the offending curtains, which are oh-so-innocently pulled back, letting cheery beams of sunlight into the room.
...
...Wait. This is not her room. Although it is undoubtedly lavish, it is still not her room. In one quick movement, she throws back the sheets and hops down to the floor. Trotting over to the window, she peers out and, yup. This isn’t Canterlot either.
Well, shit. There’s only one explanation, obviously. Incoming Royal Canterlot Voice, guys. Duck and cover.]
Villainous cur! Dost thou believe that thou canst ponynap the Princess of the Night without facing dire consequences? We will teach thee a lesson that will reverberate throughout time itself; thy children's children will quake in fear at the mere mention of Our name. Foolish foal! Thou didst not even lock the door!
[a confused pause]
...Or even bar the windows. Or try to stop my magic.
[...
...
Yup, she’s heading into the hallway now] ‘Tia? Guards? Is anypony around?
[[ooc: Open over journal or in person!]]

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... Oh, you're Nightmare Moon.
[... wait.]
EEK! NIGHTMARE MOON!
[shutting that eye and trembling all over again. Where's a door to slam when you need one?]
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We are Nightmare Moon no longer, but merely Luna. Surely thou shouldst know that, Element of Kindness.
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IF I ACTUALLY HAVE ONE]S-s-sorry... your highness...
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Have a regal nod.]
Thine apology is accepted. Now onto more important matters at hoof.
[looking around] Where are we?
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... P-Paradisa. We're... not in Equestria anymore.
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Mane and tail are a bit more agitated now.]
What? What foul magic is this that We are transported beyond Our lands without Our knowledge?
[surely she should've felt magic of this magnitude]
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Um... well... It takes people from their worlds, and keeps them here for a while... and it, um, takes something from you too...
[She uses her wing to gesture to her own blank flank. sobsob, missing those butterflies.]
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Your cutie mark! [she immediately turns to look for her own - and sorta circles in place a bit] My cutie mark!
But not even magic can affect them!
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Everypony loses something when they come here... Twilight can't read, Pinkie can't bake... And sometimes the magic here can turn your body into something else, or change your memories, or put us in a new place...
[Siiiiiiigh.]
It's a lot to adjust to.
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['cause they're going /down/]
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The-the-the-the... castle?
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[and then] The castle? We felt magic, but surely that is not possible for an inanimate object to perform magic.
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Thou mentioned other ponies. Who has also been kidnapped?
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[Pause.]
I've also seen other ponies here, but they can't talk.
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No. They've never heard of Equestria... you see... There are worlds full of things called humans, and no Pegasi or Unicorns.
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Worlds of just Earth ponies and these...humans?
[what the heck is a human?]
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[Hmm, how best to describe...]
They stand on two legs, have no fur but some hair only on their heads. They only come in a few colors... white, black, tan... and they have no Cutie Marks, and have strange names... but some of them are nice. I've made friends with some of them.
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[and then a frown] How dost thou know all this?
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The magic here messes with time, too... We've all been here for a long time now.
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We are truly starting to dislike this place.
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