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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!]]

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[3_butterflies]

[Pre-Season 2 Pony is bound for a lot of fun. She had been minding her own business, walking down the hallway, when OH MY CELESTIA WHAT WAS THAT SCARY BOOMING VOICE JUST NOW -

So Luna gets to see Fluttershy suddenly ducking behind some curtains for shelter.]

[doublethefun]

[she sees that movement and starts walking deliberately towards the curtains]

Hold! Art thou the bungling kidnapper who thought who could -

[the curtains are magically yanked back and she falters]

- contain Us...?

Dear Fluttershy, whatever art thou doing here?

[3_butterflies]

[She 'eeps', and covers her head with her wings and hooves, as if that would somehow protect her. She shakes, terrified. If I don't see you, you can't see me, right?]

[doublethefun]

[well, this is weird. She looks around for any obvious danger before turning back to the pony at hoof.]

There are currently no threats towards thine well being, as thou canst clearly see.

[3_butterflies]

...

[well clearly you're not going away. She fearfully opens one eye... say, you are slightly familiar.]

... Huh?

[doublethefun]

[she would huff, but princesses don't do that.]

I said, you are safe. You do not have to be afraid.

[3_butterflies]

[That remains to be seen. No where do I know you from...]

... 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?]

[doublethefun]

[and there's that woobie face for half a second before she turns indignant]

We are Nightmare Moon no longer, but merely Luna. Surely thou shouldst know that, Element of Kindness.

[3_butterflies]

[I WANT MY MOMMY IF I ACTUALLY HAVE ONE]

S-s-sorry... your highness...

[doublethefun]

[sigh. Stupid Nightmare Moon stint.

Have a regal nod.]

Thine apology is accepted. Now onto more important matters at hoof.

[looking around] Where are we?

[3_butterflies]

[Slowly opens both eyes this time. Oh geez, she's the one to explain everything? This won't end well... Twiliiight...]

... P-Paradisa. We're... not in Equestria anymore.

[noblefive]

[Hello! Have a 7'4" armour-clad supersoldier just stop and stare at the talking pony.]

Huh. They do exist.

[doublethefun]

[there's a moment where she calmly considers this and tries to place 'Paradisa' on their globe.

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]

[doublethefun]

[have a frown]

Of course We exist. Now the question is, what art thou?

[laments]

<sub>[Ah, here we are. There is a woman with pointed ears and a billowing cape walking about in an attempt to abscond from the castle. She stops when she hears the distinct sound of hooves in the distance, but does nothing other than turning her head, red eyes glistening with a vague sense of interest.

And confusion.]</sub>

A steed...?

[3_butterflies]

[Ever so slowly, she begins to stand.]

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.]

[doublethefun]

[eyes wide at that statement]

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!

[3_butterflies]

[She hangs her head.]

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.

[doublethefun]

[and she walks up to this weird two-legger]

A pony. [now looking just as confused] What art thou?

[doublethefun]

And what pony has enough magic for all this?

['cause they're going /down/]

[laments]

_{["An elf", she wants to say. But as she turns fully toward the creature before her, an ear flicking in her direction.]}

A banshee.

_[Stare.]

Pony? And talking one at that. _{[Another pause, and...]} Are ponies not supposed to be...

_{[And she'll just lower her hand a little lower to dignify a shorter-than-Luna height.]}

[3_butterflies]

[AHHHH SCARY VOICE - she gets right down on the floor again, wings rigid.]

The-the-the-the... castle?

[doublethefun]

[dryly] Some ponies are taller.

And whatever dost thou mean? Do ponies not speak here?

[doublethefun]

The castle?

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

[laments]

Perhaps. _{[Tilting head.]}

I've heard rumors of speaking creatures within these walls, but have yet to familiarize myself with such a breed.