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[doublethefun]

[there is an extremely distracted pony in the lobby today. It looks like she's (slowly) making her way outside, but the ipad floating in front of her seems to be causing her all sorts of consternation. Heck, she's baring her teeth at the thing and practically hissing at it.]

Laugh at me, will thee? I shall destroy thy shelter, thou pestilent porcine with thy undeserved pomposity. [grrrrr] I have the grasp of it now, smug swine. Thou wilt -

[she stops moving completely. She would be utterly still, but for her tail and mane flowing in the nonexistent wind. There might be a crackle of latent electricity in the air, and it might be getting a bit darker.

A barely audible hiss:] I despise thee.





[...somepony might have somehow picked up Frustrated Aves.]

Comments

[craggyfaced]

[If there was any world where it might have been true, he'd suspect yours, Luna. But he won't say it]

What kind of game is this then?

[doublethefun]

[psh. The birds and the pigs in her world are probably friends or something.]

A sort of artillery game, wherein one attempts to knock over the structures the swine have created. It employs a ruleset involving simplified physics and birds with strange abilities.

[craggyfaced]

And I am guessing there are not actual pigs are birds present?