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[doublethefun]

[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.

[...

...

Yup, she’s heading into the hallway now] ‘Tia? Guards? Is anypony around?

[[ooc: Open over journal or in person!]]

Comments

[doublethefun]

The castle?

[and then] The castle? We felt magic, but surely that is not possible for an inanimate object to perform magic.

[3_butterflies]

Th-that's what every pony says...?

[doublethefun]

[a bit distractedly as she pokes at flagstone]

Thou mentioned other ponies. Who has also been kidnapped?

[3_butterflies]

Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Spike.

[Pause.]

I've also seen other ponies here, but they can't talk.

[doublethefun]

Mute ponies? Surely they can write.

[3_butterflies]

[Shakes her head.]

No. They've never heard of Equestria... you see... There are worlds full of things called humans, and no Pegasi or Unicorns.

[doublethefun]

[well then, at least it wasn't the lack of funding for schools.]

Worlds of just Earth ponies and these...humans?

[what the heck is a human?]

[3_butterflies]

You'll see them soon... They're the majority of this place.

[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.

[doublethefun]

What odd sounding creatures. Although it is rather heartening that thou hast befriended a few.

[and then a frown] How dost thou know all this?

[3_butterflies]

I've been here a while... I think... half a year?

[doublethefun]

But that cannot be! We just saw thee at the Hearth's Warming Eve play!

[3_butterflies]

[A blink at the mention of the play...]

The magic here messes with time, too... We've all been here for a long time now.

[doublethefun]

[she paws at the floor in a disgruntled fashion]

We are truly starting to dislike this place.

[3_butterflies]

it's not too bad... We've made a lot of friends here... And sometimes the magic helps us...

[doublethefun]

In what fashion does this place 'help?'

[3_butterflies]

well, if you ask for an item, a ghost will give it to you... Like something to eat or read or clothes...

[doublethefun]

[there's a bit of a laugh]

Spirits are hardly concerned with the requests of ponies. Surely these ghosts are merely a trick, or perhaps something else entirely.

[3_butterflies]

Maybe, but it still works.

[Time for a test run.]

Ghosts? Could I please get a bowl of alfalfa? I'm a little hungry...

[and from out of nowhere, a delicious bowl of alfalfa appears on the floor.]

[doublethefun]

[she stares at it for a long moment and then starts prodding it with her magic]

But there was no teleportation spell. Or a transformation spell.

[3_butterflies]

[She shrugs, then bends down and eats a leaf to show that it's safe to eat.]

We can't get anything from home, but it's helpful if you don't want to leave where you are, like your room.

[doublethefun]

[making sure she doesn't show her distaste for the vegetable.]

Canst thou ask for anything at all?

[3_butterflies]

[ALFALFA MONSTER BLEEEEH]

You can try, at least. But then, I don't ask for too much...

[doublethefun]

[egads, no.]

Considering the price it exacted for such conveniences, perhaps thou shouldst ask for more. Unless there's some sort of limitation involved?

[magical contracts are so hard to navigate when they don't come with the expected legalese]

[3_butterflies]

[Another shrug.]

I have a roof over my head, my friends with me, animals to tend to... What more could I want?

[doublethefun]

A way to return home. We have duties to attend to. Can We assume that the spirits do not respond to such inquiries?

Actually, excuse Us for a moment.

[she takes a step back, horn aglow and disappears in a flash of blue magic.

A few seconds later, she reappears in the same spot.

Bemused:] Well, that did not work the way We had hoped.