Post by Dusk on Feb 29, 2012 8:09:48 GMT -5
Event: Discord Day (part 1)
Players: Derpy, Barley Rigs, Dusk, BlueFeather, Twilight Sparkle, Spike, Fluttershy
Logged by: Dusk
Magic Research Center
From the outside the Magic Research Center, with its magic wand and flask sign out front, looks much like any other Ponyville building. The door requires operating a latch and it automatically closes behind you. Inside, while rather smaller and simplier than a university site, the MRC is still quite spacious, and equally full of all maner of lab equipment, projects being worked on, and things you're not sure about. There are no windows, and if you pay attention all the inner walls are covered with a material which blocks most all magic passing. Whether that's 'in' to protect the experiments, or 'out,' you're not sure. There are only the occasional loud noises or bright flashes. There are both stairs with a railing going up to an upper platform below an openable [dome] with telescopes and other gear, as well as stairs leading down to the lower level.
[ Obvious Exits: <O>ut to Ponyville Square ]
Derpy zigzags nervously after the cream-colored mare. She eventually lands outside the Research Center and steps forward primly to investigate.
Derpy [Female Pegasus]
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Say hello to the faithful mailmare of Ponyville! Derpy, the blonde gray pegasus known for loopy behavior and broken speech, is in full regalia today. Which is to say, she's wearing her fabulous postal vest! Officious and proper, the brown leather vest is decorated with two patches--one bearing the emblem of Equestria's postal workers, and one bearing what may be the official seal of Ponyville--a zap apple superimposed on a tawny heart. The garment has three visible pockets and fits Derpy admirably. She wears her mailbags with pride over this vest, and bears a neat little cap on her head to match, assuming she hasn't lost it on an unfortunate loop-de-doop. This is a mare who takes pride in her job--you can see it in her poorly anchored amber eyes.
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Barley_Rigs has put a few away tonight, and that's for sure. Maybe that's why she seems a little unsteady in her gait-- or else, for those who recognize the mare's coloration and cutie mark, that all can be attributed to the fact that she hasn't been a mare for more than the last few minutes. "This is the place--" she starts, brow furrowed at how strange her voice sounds in her own ears, and as she enters she lifts her head and peers about for Dusk.
Barley_Rigs [Female Earth Pony]
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Barley Rigs is a tall, lean mare, with long, lithe legs and a well-curved flank, feminine and comely. Her pelt is covered in fur a fair pale cream in hue, shaded just above her hooves and at the tips of her ears toward a toasty tan, as a marshmallow just starting to cook over a fire. Her wide eyes are a sweet honey brown, tinged with hints of grey-green, and her tail and mane are a deep dark brown, contrasting starkly with the pale cream of her pelt. On her flank a golden cluster of wheat is bound in rope and crossed with the brown handle of a silver sickle.
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Derpy seems a little reluctant to barge in, not knowing how public the place is. But she adjusts her postal cap carefully, steels her nerves, and treads slowly inside. "Is for re-searching?" she asks in the echoing chamber.
Wed Feb 29 05:31:34 GMT 2012
Dusk has seen the start of changes in Ponyville and knew immeditately the signs of Chaos. He quickly holded himself up within the Research Center, which is bared against most magic, figuring it will give him time to find out what is going on before it effects him. He is busy arranging some equipment, having forgot to lock the door, hearing the sounds of someone working the lever! Oh no! He tries to make a fast dash for the door, but too late, it swings open as he reaches for it. What seems like a powerful, almost liquid feeling wind rushes in from behind them, through the door, as if a drain had been opened.
Dusk [Male Unicorn]
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Your eyes fall over the fairly big and strong form of the unicorn stallion before you, Dusk's coat a deep black, but with a luminescent sheen to it, catching even the softest light, highliting the various shapes and contours of his body.
Depending on the lighting, at first you might almost mistake his mane and tail to be black as well, but you quickly notice they are a deep shade of violet. Both are fairly basic in style, free flowing, and full. The loose "bangs" of his mane somewhat obscure his face, but you can easily make out the reflective, much brighter violet eyes beneeth, as well as the protruding black spiral horn.
Glancing further back, upon his flank is a horizontal line, above it is the last remnants of a setting sun, with several specks of stars above that.
( Intro and pic: goo.gl/QDJYM )
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"Mm-hmm," Barley Rigs answers Derpy, finding humming safer than trying to talk in her present state, and as she looks for Dusk, she catches her own honey-grey eyes looking back at her in some vaguely reflective surface, and she regards the shape of her face, giving a low giggle as the surface makes her look... kind of... like... a... ... A cool beeeze rushes into the place behind her, and only then do the changes in her form sort of click into place. She rears up in fright, giving a girlish scream and falling into a faint.
Derpy is also peering at Barley's face, finding a kind of kindred sport in doing so, though she has no idea why. Maybe the idea of somepony finding their own face funny seems perfectly natural to Derpy. She smiles and seems ready to giggle, ignoring Dusk for now. But then the wind comes, and Derpy's hair stands up as if gelled! More than usual, that is! Her head seems to expand slightly, and her eyes bulge, and she emits a weird, lopsided moan! But the door happens to slam shut in the liquid wind, and the onslaught stops. Derpy collapses beside Barley, twitching, mail spilling from her panniers.
BlueFeather pokes her head out of one of thoes panniers, a letter held withen her muzzle, then squirming herself free, and bolting off somewhere with her prize!
BlueFeather [Female Pegasus]
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A pegasi, fured and feathered in a soft sky blue. There is nothing too remarkable about her aperance, for her mane as well is blue, a deeper, darker blue, with streaks through her mane, so dark allmost thay look black, fading to streaks of a very light blue, light enough allmost to be white. She cocks her head a little, looking at you, such a young little foal, out on her own. She can't be much more than a few years old. For once, shes nice and clean, her mane and tail brushed out and looking rather neat, though still a little wild, and at lest shes not got any twigs or anything snaged in her mane.
Carrying:
Happy Hearts and Hooves Card for BlueFeather from Dusk
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Derpy had totally forgotten that Bluefeather was in there. Whoops! Can you spell CHILD ABUSE? ...no, actually, Derpy can't. Good thing!
Dusk is as if pushed back for a moment, even as his hoofs dig to the floor tightly and his eyes closed, finally forced to take a step back before the door finally closes off again. He shakes his head, reorienting. He looks a little paniced and looks around, but.. No everything seems okay still. "Careful, please! There is something going on outside!" He shakes his head again, looking as the two fillies, and Blue.. "Oh, is there something I can help you ladies with?"
BlueFeather darts around a desk, an dives into the other pannier, yet if someone looks withen, no one is there!
Derpy rocks her head to and fro, unaware of the havoc Bluefeather was playing with her bag. She moans and raises her head. "Dusskie?" she asks, ignoring his question.
Dusk steps over, and peers at Derpy a bit.. "Yes, Lady Derpy, it is me. Can I help you?" He tries to help her up to her feet, if she can, or sits besides her otherwise.
Spike walks in awkwardly, 'trotting' not being something she's quite up to yet. In truth she's probably thinking way too hard about the problem; it's not like she never walked on all fours as a dragon.
Spike [Female Unicorn]
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Twilight Sparkle is a young unicorn, violet of coat, with big, shiny,
purple eyes and a smile that says "I'm overeager to learn." Her mane and
tail are straight, a vibrant pink (and a subtler purple) stripe cutting
through a waterfall of indigo tresses, bangs trimmed neatly above her
eyes, tail cropped at a stylish angle just above where it might otherwise
drag the ground. Her cutie mark is all stars: a large pink hexagram (or
six-pointed star, if you don't know your Greek) with a smaller white
hexagram behind it, rotated so as to fill the gaps, five tiny stars
surrounding it like minor stars in a constellation. Engage her in
conversation, and you'll find her a bright, helpful, idealistic pony
who's never too busy to make a friend. In fact, she's the prize pupil of
Princess Celestia herself, and one day her name may be spoken with those
of history's greatest unicorns--but you'll never hear it from her.
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Derpy sloooowly lets herself get pulled to her hooves, her legs straight at a variety of angles until balance is achieved. Her wing droop. Then rise! "Dusky,' she says. "Have letter for. Is importly." She noses about in her bags and looks for it...and searches. And searches! Her ears grow tense the longer she looks.
Twilight_Sparkle slides off Spike's back...he attempts to land on two feet, but wobbles and falls over onto four. "We need someone's help! Urgently!"
Twilight_Sparkle [Male I'm a dragon??]
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"Dragon" is a word that usually conjures up thoughts of huge, intimidating beasts...but Spike is a baby dragon, and falls more toward the "adorable" end of the scale. He stands on two stubby legs, his pear-shaped body balanced by a thick tail with a spade at its tip. The crest of rounded green plates on top of his head brings his height to just above the shoulders of most ponies; it trails off into smaller ridges that run down his spine. He's mostly covered with lilac-colored scales, save his belly, which is light green. Two translucent green fins decorate the sides of his head. He has bright, green eyes with reptilian-looking slit pupils, and two cute little fangs that poke out over his lower lip.
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BlueFeather bolts in the doorway, and holds it open just long enough for the purple unicorn and the funny looking pony to come in, then she leans into the door untell it closes. She trots a little away from the door, then gives herself a heavy shake, wings flicking wide, to ensure all of whatever it was that was out there is off of her. Twilight might notice that the letters that where handed to the little dragon where all for Twilight, including a scroll in an unfamilure writing.
Twilight_Sparkle is still clutching the letters, under his arm. His eyes catch that particular scroll; clumsily, since having hands is a very new experience. He squints at it. "Spike," he says, "I sorta wonder if you need glasses!"
Dusk is helping Derpy up to her hooves as others come in. The strange wind from before doesn't seem so much when they come in as well. He does have a concern if the magical barrier will keep out the Chaos with having been broken. But so far things seem normal. "Greetings, Lady Twight, Dragon Spike! At least things look normal for you too." He turns back to Derpy, "A letter, for me?" He tilts his head and watches as she anxiously digs around for it.
Derpy tries to find the letter a while yet, but sadly comes up short. She looks around in distress...and sees the scamp from before. Bluefeather! Her eyes narrow, and she makes an effort to hold the pupils steady. "Little one!" she calls angrily. "Have stolen letter?!" She glances at Twilight and Spike, but also notices nothing wrong.
Spike's expression is a mix of irritability and embarrassment; she seems unsure how much of a fuss she wants to make, but she's also clearly not enjoying the situation. "Well, I need glasses NOW, that's for sure. What do the letters say?"
BlueFeather shakes her head, but, at the same time, dives into one of Derpy's bags, again, with her tail sticking out of one bag, her head pops out the other, in a shower of mail, holding the letter that Derpy is looking for, quite happyly it seems. She pulls herself out of the second bag, and proudly offers the letter to Derpy.
The scroll reads Dear Twilight, Dusk said you might be interested in corospondance with me, as we both like to read. I am sending this, in hopes that you might be a kindred soul, another bibliophile, who enjoys the printed word. I only just managed to excape the clutches of that purple unicorn at the libary the last time I was there, else I would sudjest that as an excelant location to meet, perhaps you might have another idea? In hopes of finding a like minded individual. There is no signature.
Twilight_Sparkle blinks a few times at the scroll, quizically. Shrugging, he rolls it up, resolving to study the handwriting and get to the bottom of that vaguely accidentally insulting mystery! But there ARE bigger things afoot right now! The little dragon spreads his arms, takes a deep breath and bellows 'EVERYONE LISTEN UP!'
Derpy seems to have no idea that the physics of Bluefeather's behavior are impossible. She's only annoyed by somepony digging around in her bags. But her annoyance dissolves at the presentation of the genuine letter! She squeals in delight and takes the letter from Blue, presenting it to Dusk with a bow and spread wings. Her new poise is shattered by Spike's--or so she thinks--noisy address.
Spike peers back at the dragon on her back. "Dude. Do I always sound that squeaky? I sound so different in my own head!"
Dusk waits for Derpy, then follows her gaze, squinting his eyes a moment and focusing on little Blue. "Oh there you are, little one! Ah you have Lady Derpy's mail?" But she seems so proud, and giving it to her at least, and he looks up to Derpy to see if that is what she was looking for. He smiles, seeing that it is, and gladly takes it from her with a deep nod in return.. But as the little dragon bellows up, his attention is drawn over to him.
BlueFeather squeeks, just like Fluttershy, and darts behind Dusk to hide! She chirps up, "Bad funny looking pony!" Shivering a little and laning into Dusk a little forcefully, wings open, and ready to bolt at a momant's notice.
Twilight_Sparkle says "You don't understand! Something terrible has happened! I'm Spike! I mean, I'm NOT Spike! I'm Twilight Sparkle! And Twilight Sparkle here isn't really me, I mean her, this is Spike!" The dragon pauses. "Let me start over! I'm Twilight Sparkle. Spike and I have switched bodies somehow!"
Derpy is confused. Then she's really confused. But at length she smiles and dips her head kindly to the talkative dragon. "Pleased to meet, Spikle. Am Derpy Hooves."
Spike nods, then shakes her head, then nods, trying to follow the logic in Twilight's speech. "Uh, right! And now she doesn't have her magic, and I do have it but don't know what to do with it, and...I think we need some help to get out of this." She frowns a little at Derpy, who is clearly a bit late to the Getting It party. "No, I'm Spike...I mean, usually I'm not, but...err, I AM, but not like this." She sits down heavily on her rump to try to mentally disentangle herself from her own sentence.
Dusk shakes his head and clears a little ringing out from the shouting, as Blue hides behind him. He listens, looking more intentely between this two friends, finally peicing together what he.. she.. they are saying. "Then it's already happening!" He's already opening up the letter Derpy gave him as he talks, as she said it was important too, and right now is not a time to ignore something important. "There are signs of.. well, Choas about. I had hoped it wasn't affecting ponies though." He glances at the letter.. squinting, and looking again. Maybe he needs glasses too. But he makes it out, and reads it.
BlueFeather blinks and pokes Dusk lightly in the flank with her muzzle, her wings giving a confused little flick as she cocks her head and looks up at Dusk, "yous no say Parkle wassa funny looking pony!" She then glares at Spike the unicorn, "Bad horn pony!" She then ducks back, behind Dusk, wings still up to alow her an extra chance to excape.
Derpy looks with slight annoyance at the purple unicorn, who has so rudely interrupted her introduction to the dragon she thought she knew. She flicks an ear, but forgives, as is her nature. "Twilight Spork. I am sorry about your magical. However, everypony has a time when magic. And for you, most likely is in the corner." She winks and turns back to Dusk. "~What~ is happen? Is too frighten?!"
Twilight_Sparkle rrrghs. "Is there somepony around here who speaks friggin' English?" he laments rhetorically. "What I really need is to send a message to Princess Celestia, and--" A lightbulb appears over his head. "That's it! I'll get Princess Celestia to sort this out! She'll know what to do, and I bet she knows something about what's going on, too."
BlueFeather pokes her head out from behind Dusk, then looks up to Dusk, "Yous say Parkle good? Sparkle look likka bad pony! Alla loud anna mean!"
Spike ponders. "*Can* you send it? I mean, right now I think that's your department." She blinks, then adds, quickly, "Let me get out of the way before you try. And tell me if you feel a sneeze coming on, okay?" She looks back at BlueFeather. "Mean, me? I mean, her?" She looks a little sad at this accusation.
Dusk looks down to Blue, and smiles, giving her a hug, "Well, she isn't.. Well wasn't. Twilight, dear, is usually a unicorn.." He points over to the now-Spike. He looks back and finishes the letter, his face looking more grave.. "Oh dear." He glances back to dragon Twilight. "That may be best! Because this is from a dear professor friend of mine from just out of Equestria.. According to him, this isn't just Chaos, it Discord! And if we don't find a way to stop him by the end of the day, he will be here permanently!" The letter goes into more complex details he doesn't go into now.
Derpy is looking distracted and cooped up. She flits about from one unfamiliar machine to another. "But Dusky! If Discord, then who will water the rabbit plants?!" She seems genuinely concerned about this issue, whatever it is. Looking for insight and perhapsescape, she goes to the door and opens it up to peek outside.
BlueFeather cocks her head and looks at Derpy, then chirps up, "Wassa rabit?" Her wings lowering a little, and relaxing a little, oddly enough, she no longer thinks of Derpy as an 'evil wing pony!'
Dusk glances over to Derpy, smiling as she checks out the different equipment, some intricate, some with fanciating lights, dials, and the like. "The rabbit plants? Which do you mean?" He grins, glancing back to Blue, "Do you remember your friend Angel? He is a rabbit!" But he sees Derpy going for the door, and steps over lively in her direction, "Lady Derpy, please be careful," he says gently but urgently, coming up behind her.
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BlueFeather cocks her head, contemplating, and adding that to her list of confermed words. She then gives a little bob of her head, "Angel issa rabbit?" SHe chirps up softly, troting up to lean a little on Dusk.
PUB >> Discord says, "With a sudden roaring peal of froggies and squeaky toys, the cocoa downpour commences. Mountains on the horizon jiggle like jello. The clouds become threaded sugar. Zebras are given referee stripes, the streets run pink with soapy suds, and broad swathes of orchard are instantly candied and/or caramelled. The era of Discord is begun!"
Derpy glances back to the others for a split second, trying to gather her thoughts. It's not an easy task at the best of times. One of her eyes rolls about while she loses focus, but then she shakes her head and returns her attention to the great outdoors. Through the door that she's carelessly left open. As Twilight and Spike hurry off, the wave of discordant liquid chaos, refreshed in vigor, strikes Derpy heavily. Her head loses shape again. She winces something awful. Her legs bend so fiercely that they look ready to break. And suddenly, in a rush, a bubble forms from Derpy's right ear--a huge, growing bubble, transparent and thick-walled! It lingers for a moment in her ear while the mailmare makes a horrifying sound of pain...and then, quick as a whisk, the bubble zips out of her head entirely, blowing backward toward Dusk!!
Dusk does his best to answer Blue as he hurries over, "Yes, that is correct.." He he's force to look back up as the thick force of the choatic wind rushes in again even more powerfully than before, hitting him. He only sees the strange bubble as he looks back up. Something about it, his eyes go wide, even as it hits him. He tries to flail at it, almost wildly as if it were a giant wasp or something you might think, but ineffectively, the bubble driven against the side of his head by the unseen, unheard wind, the bubble seeming to shrink.. and shrink.. but his eyes widening even more.. Then, there is but the tiniest *pop* and he stops, for what seems like a while, before he falls back onto his rump with an umph! head drooped and eyes closed.
BlueFeather thinks its some sort of attack against Dusk, shes allmost as protective of Dusk as she is Fluttershy, and Dusk as seen what she would do to protect Fluttershy! She atempts to jump up and block the 'attack' on HER Dusk! Course, shes also a foal, she probably can not jump up near close enough to do something about it though
Derpy is as surprised as the others! She twists further in pain and amazement...shuddering against the stoy-like chocolate rain...and then, all at once, untwists, in a commander and masterful motion. The gray mare looks at the collapsed Dusk. She looks at Bluefeather. She looks around at the room, with all its equipment for researching magic. And her eyes go wide. "Oh no," she mutters. It's almost a whisper.
BlueFeather atempts to lean on the door and force it close, grumbling al ittle, "Shy wanna close!" SHe chirps up, basicly remembering that Fluttershy tends to like to keep doors closed.
Dusk feels the tapering magic wind cut off fully as Blue shuts the door and closes out the strange chaos beyond. He puts his hooves to his head, shaking it, and again. "Ow!" He tries opening his eyes, but can't seem to focus.. "What...?" He starts to ask something, but forgets what it was.
Derpy turns to the door and opens her mouth slightly. She doesn't react as the foal succeeds in shutting it, against the apparent odds. Now she turns to Dusk, and her mouth becomes a serious line. "This is real...isn't it?" she utters. Almost afraid to move her hooves, she walks over to Dusk and nudges him lightly.
BlueFeather cocks her head a little, her wings giving a little flick, then darting over to Dusk, or posably to who she thinks is Dusk, and leaning against him suportively, "Dusk issa k?" She chirps up, sounding a little worried
Dusk feels the gentle nudge, and then the feel of Blue as well, and he seems to relax some. He sits there a moment, eyes closed again, "Yeah, I.." He tries opening his eyes again, looking up. The room seems to move about strangly before him. He narrows his eyes, determined to pin it down. "Something not right." He winces again a little, squinting one eye briefly.
Derpy gasps. She draws her wings back and bends her forelegs, stunned. Then she slowly lowers herself down to Dusk's level on the floor. "Dusk...did you...do you..." She takes a slow, deep breath. "Will you open your eyes, please?" The mailmare's tail gives a single violent thrash.
BlueFeather continues to lean on Dusk supportivly, her tail giving a little twitch, a wing lifting and setting against Dusk, if she was biger, that would be a conforting wing over his back, and al ittle hug, but shes just a foal, so all it is is a touch against his side as she leans more against him.
Dusk slips one hoof over Blue leaning against his one side, hugging her lightly against him. He hears Derpy's voice. Eyes. He thinks a moment, then nods. He opens his eyes fully, the bright violet irises at first her in direction, but he can't seem to hold them there, his eyes going derp!
Derpy's head falls as she sees. Her own eyes close, and she shudders and sobs, right there on the floor. Her body is wracked, once and again. "You've caught it," she whimpers. "You've caught it from me." She lifts her head with some difficulty and faces Bluefeather and Dusk in turn, her amber eyes pure and straight. "Dusk...you've caught my derp!"
BlueFeather has not seen Dusk's eyes, honestly she would probably want to giggle if she did. Her head tilts to one side, and she gives a little wiggle of her body, still leaning close against Dusk, trying to figure out what a 'derp' is
Dusk tilts his head to Derpy.. He seems to be trying to process her words. He hears them, but they seem float around and he has to piece them together. But it settles in, and he sees her concern, and can only reach out and hug her to his other side, "Derp don't cry.." His eyes, if unfocused, are still concerned, though seems more for her than for him.
Derpy moves in smoothly and hugs the dark stallion. She lies with him there on the messy floor, as strange liquids and candies patter and squelch on the ground without. And there, she stretches out with him and shuts her eyes.
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BlueFeather leans on Dusk, a wing flicking lightly against his side, about the best she can do for a winghug cause shes so little
Fluttershy pushes open the Center door, legs splayed and mane billowing heroically in the winter breeze. "Twilight! I- Twilight?" SHe blinks, setting eyes on little Bluefeather, and, um...Dusk. "Y-you're not Twilight. ...are you okay?"
Fluttershy [Female Pegasus]
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Um...Fluttershy is really, really sorry that it took so long to get this description set up. She's just really nervous. It's not like she's really, y'know, used to talking about her own body that much, like her long and flowing pink mane and tail, which she's often seen using to hide her face, or her sunny yellow coat, or anything, and she'd feel too anxious talking about her bright blue eyes to even get any words out! She does have wings, being a pegasus, you see, but she's not really a very strong flier. Oh, her cutie mark is okay, though! It's three little pink butterflies arranged on her flank.
Carrying:
Happy Hearts and Hooves Card for Fluttershy from Dusk
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Dusk does smile, as Derpy hugs in against him with concern in her pure and straight eyes before she closes them again, and Little Blue from the other side, as they rest there on the floor. But he also gets a slowly more determined look on his face, before closing his own derped eyes for the moment. He won't let this stop him. Dusk hears the sound of raining frogs and chocolate as the door burst open again, and he sits up once more.. As Fluttershy comes up he opens his eyes.. which violet pools focus on her briefly, but then go their own ways.. "Not right Shy." But he seems to have a smile to see her, if concerned look upon his face.
BlueFeather hurrys to the door and leans on it to try and force it close, not wanting any more bad things to happen! With her lick, Dusk might end up with Fluttershy's wings too!
Derpy is there, who's eyes are no longer derped. Also Twilight and Spike are there, but when Fluttershy calls for her, Spike chrips up, "Fluttershy! What's up?" as in answer to her.
Fluttershy manages to squeeze inside before the door shuts completely and helps Blue lock it. "Thank you, Bluefeather," she says as she crosses the room. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you. Twilight, I just got back into town, and-" The yellow pegasus freezes in mid-step, turning back to face...Spike. Double-take time.
BlueFeather chirps up and leans on Fluttershy, "No say mean funny look pony!" She chirps up. Course, now that she thinks Spike is Twilight, theres going to have to be another long explination time some time in the future! She sticks her tongue out at Twilight and Spike
Dusk sits and turns as Derpy tries to console him. He tries looking at Fluttershy, Spike, and Twilight.. Trying to close one eye, then the other, but not seeming to help, so just tries squinting, determined to make the room settle in place. Spike looks a little embarassed.. "Yes, it's me, Twilight. Well, I'm Spike, but.. Arhg!" The whole thing has been frustrating all day. The purple unicorm tries to help, "Yeah, Twilight and I see to.. well.. this. Somehow we're each other now! It's totally freekin' me out."
Bluefeather. Dusk. Spilight. Twike. And...oh dear. That's not the Derpy she knows. Fluttershy looks like she's about to scream, but instead takes a big gulp and swallows it...painfully, from the look of it. "E-everypony stay calm," she says with the most tremulous voice ever heard. "P-please tell me what's going on?"
BlueFeather chirps up, far to rapidly, and with far too many strange sounds and nonsense words mixed in, in total, you might catch a name or two, maybe an and, but she seems to be much worse than Applebloom at speaking far to fast! She then darts back over to Dusk and leans saporivly against him again, a wing flicking and lifting to brush afgainst his side, trying to offer him shelter under her wing
Dusk tries to answer, after most of the jumble of Fluttershy's words settle in place in his head.. "Chaos.. bad.. Discord.. end stop!" he seems, trying to focus very hard, about the longest sentence he's made since the event. But Derpy pats him on the back to interupt him. She turns back to Fluttershy, tears in the corner of her eyes.. "I'm so sorry, Fluttershy! He got it.. He got it from me!" answering quite clear and lucid. Dusk smiles with one eye on Blue as she comes up and gives him a supportive hug.
Fluttershy gapes uncertainly. "He got it...from you?" She scans across the group in front of her, then turns back and looks at Spike and Twilight again. Everypony's switching around? "D-Discord," she repeats shakily, "I-is that right? He's really back?" Fluttershy walks up to the other ponies (and dragon), inspecting them fearfully.
BlueFeather continues to lean against Dusk, looking a little sad as she seems unable to express what she wants, then her eyes suddenly widen, and she digs around in her bag, after a few momants, she spreads a scroll before her, digs out some quills, and a bottle of ink. THen she dips a quill, and starts writing
Derpy nods sadly, "Yes. Something happened. It took my derp.. right out of me! And poor Dusk got it." She looks around a bit, still kind of amazed at how real everything is. Dragon-Twilight gets herself together some and nods to Fluttershy, "Yes, Spike and I changed bodies somehow. So obviously something strange is going on. Derpy was here delivering a letter to Dusk, which was from some professor collegue, that had information, that what was going on was being caused by Discord himself!"
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Fluttershy shakes her head, squeezing her eyes shut tight. Got to hold it together. Don't let the chaos get to you, not again. SHe glances down at Bluefeather's writing and nods, giving the foal a pat. "Take your time, Blue." Next on the list is... "You must be...Bright Eyes?" she says to the golden-eyed mare, tilting her head. "I, um...i-it's nice to meet you." Fluttershy glances between her and Dusk; it's such a strange sight, and more than a little painful to see anypony in that condition. Hopefully the mare is as smart as the rumors claim. "Dusk, do you...I-I mean, are you okay?"
BlueFeather keeps writing, 'From what saw did I, the little strange looking pony was with that mean unicorn from the libvrary. I saw them outside, and asked them in cause its safer in here. Then Derpy wanted to go out, she opened the door, I tryed to help Dusk, but, whatever happened, caused something from her, to affect him.' She then drops the quill, and picks up the scroll, offering it up to Fluttershy
Dusk's eyes, one, then the other, try to reorient again on Fluttershy. But his face seems pretty dertermined, with a nod to Fluttershy, "I.. wrong.. but okay." He's working at it, but taking some time to get even as much a handle on it as Derpy has managed. Derpy smiles, "Yes, Fluttershy. Thank you for remembering. It is amazing, being able to think so clearly again. But.." She looks over to Dusk again, trying to hold back more tears. Dragon-Twilight adds, "And worse, we have to stop him within the day, or we may not have another chance!"
"Within the day?" Fluttershy rounds on her reptilian BFF. "W-what are you talking about?" She scans Bluefeather's note as quick as she can. "Oh no, oh no, oh no. That would mean...a-all of you would be stuck like this forever, right?" Fluttershy's ears suddenly fall and she glances back at ex-Derpy. "I...I-I mean..."
BlueFeather tilts her head a little, then of all the things she might posably do, she trots up to Derpy and leans comfortingly apon the other pegasi. Then looks to Fluttershy, "No good Dusk like Derpy, no good Derpy like Derpy, but no good leave Dusk like derpy."
Dusk suddenly gets up to his hooves, startling poor Derpy/BE for a moment. He's had enough wallowing around in the choas storm mess. "Discord harmonize end now!" he asserts. He starts looking around the research center, turning his head one way or another. Dragon-Twi shrugs, "Well that's what Dusk had said, just shortly before.." and she gestures with her/his little baby dragon arms at Dusk. "Hmmm, that letter should still be around here. What did he do with it?" Uni-Spike hops up, "Oh I'll help look!" BE just smiles at Fluttershy and nods, "It's okay, my friend," seeming to undrestand just what she meant. Or perhaps knowing that that is probably what she will face soon enough again too. But she would do it.
Fluttershy shakes her head again. Her forehead crinkles up with stress; this is just too much! "N-no, of course you're all right. I-I just...I didn't want to make anypony - n-never mind." Fluttershy gives Blue another pat. "Thank you for your help, dear," she says reassuringly. Her attention is drawn away again as Spike brings the letter over, Twilight riding on his back. "Here ya go, Fluttershy!" "Thank you, Twilight. Um, Spike. Um...y-you know what I mean." "T-talk abotu a role reversal," says Twilight as she hangs on for dear life.
BlueFeather perks up, and runs over to Dusk's desk, poking her head, in and out of verious drawers as she looks for the letter, and she mans litteraly, in and out, her head pokes in one drawer, and pops out the second as she looks around. Finnaly, she climbs into a drawer, and pops out of a far too small box, a letter clutched in her muzzle triumpantly!
Dusk seems to be looking for something as well, though pauses, pointing to Fluttershy, "Words yes tell!" He shakes his head again though. He'll get it. Dusk turns determined back to his search. The letter is from a Prof Hoofingtop, from a univerity just outside of Equestria. He seems to know Dusk well from the familiarity of the letter. But the content is serious, giving over what Twilight had relayed as well, but in a little more detail, and some of the reasoning behind it. But then there are afterwords lots of complicated research notes as well.
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Fluttershy does not like being force to take charge. Fluttershy shouldn't be in charge! Her little wings patter at the air reflexively as she reads each letter in kind. One is from Dusk's friend, and even though Flutters clearly doesn't understand all of the scientific notation at the end - her specialty was always biology - it's still enough to make her brow sweat a little. But it's the second letter that makes her face pale and her hooves go cold. She turns and mouths emptily at her friends for a few seconds before finally forcing the sounds out: "I...it's from Discord."
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(To Be Continued! hopefully..)