Skylight Scintillate

"But I told you everything I know!" Tinker cried. "I only met her earlier today, so why are you asking me? I don't know that much about her!" Tinker trembled as he cowered. He wished that Luna would be kinder and more direct about what she wanted from him. "Why are you so mean?" Tinker quietly mumbled between his cries, mostly to himself.

I know. Tinker knows in character as well. However, the following information, Luna does not know: I don't know. Maybe if Luna is kinder and more direct with what she wants from Tinker, things would go better for everybody? But what do I know? :shrug:

"Well, uuuuummm, I know that Saphire Systrine is an alicorn but not really an alicorn I don't really get it and it's I know that she has fangs and eats meat and her eyes for some reason have no pupils and there is just so much about her that I don't get and find kind of confusing she speaks in multiple pitches at the same time somehow and it seems she isn't really from here and that she knows Celestia for a really long time and and its her cutie mark looks metallic for some reason and the she was investigating these magic taxes ley lines in Ponyville which is somehow related to buildings cracking and then but at first I thought she was a changeling but then the freckles and everything about her is super pointy and then something she said about using portal technology for some reason and apparently she knows stuff about other ponies before they even introduce themselves with is kind of strange but not the strangest thing that has happened today and she uses this technology that I haven't seen before and it does stuff measure magic taxes ley lines and stuff and such and and then she referred to the places in Equestria as though she is not from Equestria and but she also said that she is from Equestria so that stuff doesn't make any sense she mentioned a bunch of stuff that didn't sound ponish somehow and she's from a place where the grass is red and there are lots of creatures made of rock and crystal and then she called Princess Celestia Solara and apparently they have known each other for a really long time and then it turns out that Saphire is a mare but at the same time not really a mare and there is something going on and she has saddlebags that drop things sometimes and I don't think I have seen her use her horn magic for levitation and I don't think I have seen her fly either which is kind of strange but I don't really know what she is and then and she wears clothing some of the time most of the time but she calls the technology she makes herself and the eyes they don't look any pony or changelin's eyes and actually I don't think I know of any species whos eyes look that at least not in Equestria but then she said that something about magic ley lines decreasing in the past few days and she thinks it's really strange and she was investigating this and she said that all creatures have ley lines and apparently they are ambient and that she can measure them so she said that Ponyville is the worst in this magic problem she must think it's a really big problem for her to bring this up to Princess Celestia and then she wears this ring on her horn when she is really fancy and she seems surprised about the developments of Equestria at the same time she is super aware of some problems in Equestria which is really strange and the but she refers to unicorns and and such as high level magic users for some reason it's something but maybe she's not from here and she said some stuff about metux and collective and communion and species and katari and katalili and she said one of the species means pain so she has the ability to cut through crowds and then she was interested in high speed electric trains but I don't know. Please don't hurt me." Tinker cowered, hoping Princess Luna wouldn't hurt him or force anything upon him.

Even though Ramfin wasn't able to answer all of Tinker's questions, Tinker still gained a better idea of what was going on here. He did not like it. "Oh, um, Saphire Systrine? I only met her earlier today. I don't know that much about her. She didn't tell me much about herself," Tinker replied. He shivered nervously under Luna's gaze.

"...copying magic..." Tinker thought out loud. "Hey uum, sorry, what's your name? If we're going to be talking, we might as well know each other's names, I suppose. I'm Tinker by the way. However, to the point I wanted to ask: am I the only changeling in here?" Tinker asked quietly. He tried to recall if he saw multiple individuals of the same species on the way over. Tinker couldn't help but wonder if this copying magic was that this hippogriff mentioned was related to the problem with the magic taxes and the ley lines that he was investigating in Ponyville earlier today. The more Tinker stayed around in this prison, the less he liked it. He didn't exactly like the idea of being poked and prodded by guards to examine his magic. Given there wasn't much Tinker could do here, he decided he might as well think out loud with the hippogriff and see if they could learn anything new. However, he would pause after every sentence to ensure that no guards could eavesdrop on their conversation. "Hmm, I think I know some stuff, but first, who do you trust here? Do you trust the guards here? What about Princess Celestia? Do you think they are hiding something? You didn't do anything that could have caused you to end up in this situation? Because one minute, I was at the Grand Galloping Gala, and the next minute, I'm here." "Have you seen a species here that looks like an alicorn, but like they have eyes with no pupils? But they have canines? And also, umm, how do I put it, like, they have no gender?" "So I think I might know some stuff here. Earlier today, I was investigating a problem with the magic taxes and the ley lines in Ponyville. Do you think that this copying of magic could be related to this?" "What kinds of tests are the guards doing that they have to put intelligent species in cells like this? What do you think they are trying to do here?" "The guards claim to give meals and that Princess Celestia would be visiting soon. Have those things happened to you, or are the guards lying? What are the guards like?" "What do you think of Princess Twilight? What about Shining Armor or Princess Cadence?" "What do you think they know about hippogriffs and hippogriff magic?" "How long have you been here? Have you observed any notable developments or changes that have happened here since that time?" "Why do you think they are keeping you here?" "Is communicating with anybody outside of here other than the guards possible? Have you been able to contact your attorney?" "Have you been to Canterlot before? Where are you from? What's it like where you're from?" "I don't see any windows here, so how do you keep track of time? Do the guards use clocks?"

Wow, every three minutes? That's not a lot of time to work with. Just what is going on here? Tinker quietly shuffled up to the door. "Uum, hello. So um, what do you know?" Tinker asked, making sure to be just loud enough for the hippogriff to hear and nobody else.

@Illiad Easle Speckle squirmed nervously as she tried not to panic. She had no idea what to do, and she didn't like how intimidating Turning felt. It felt like he was scrutinizing her every action, ready to dole out harsh judgment for any mistake she made. She glanced back and forth at the other two for several moments, desperately hoping that one of them would say something that would help her. She squirmed some more as she tried to come up with a reasonable plan under the intense pressure of Turing. After a few moments, she brought her hooves almost up to the hare, paused, and then set her hooves back down. Was she supposed to use her hooves? No, that didn't seem right. Maybe she was supposed to use her teeth? No, that didn't seem right either... Perhaps she could use something nearby in the forest? From a quick glance around, Speckle couldn't find anything that immediately stood out to use. It seemed like quite a far stretch, but maybe her wings or tail? She was getting pretty desperate at this point. She tried moving her wings and tail, but she couldn't see how they would be useful here. The pressure from Turing wasn't helping. She would glance at Turing and Nova again. What was probably less than five minutes in actuality felt like an eternity for Speckle. If by then, neither the pair of thestrals nor the hare had done or said anything, Speckle would collapse from the pressure. "I can't do it!" She would cry as she fell onto the forest floor, though if the hare was still in her mouth, it would come out as muffled cries of distress.

"H-hey! What gives?" Tinker stammered. "I didn't do anything wrong!" However, he would comply with the guard's orders to avoid being poked by their spears again. Tinker didn't need to examine them closely realize something was off here. He could tell from their emotions. However, he didn't have much time to think about what was going on here, as he was shoved in a cell soon afterwards. "What's going on here? I want to speak to an attorney about this!" Tinker protested. Tinker would try to assess the situation that he was in. He would glance around the cell that he was in, making note of anything he could potentially take apart or use to escape. As a tinkerer and engineer, he was used to taking apart things and putting them back together. Then, he would move on to evaluating potential escape options. He would examine the door, trying to figure out how it opened, whether there were any openings in it, and if there were any potential weaknesses in its design. He would also examine the vents and the sink, trying to figure out how they worked and whether they could potentially be used to his advantage. Finally, if he it was likely that he could talk to the other cellmates without the guards overhearing, he would try to ask them about what is going on. "Hey uh, what's going on here?" Tinker would ask if he was confident the guards wouldn't overhear.

Link to OOC: https://mlpforums.com/topic/201576-ooc-cultural-connections-1x1-with-shiny-silvermoon/ It was another busy day at Sugarcube Corner, with Pinkie Pie attending the counter. The smell of freshly baked pastries filled the bakery as Mr. and Mrs. Cake continuously brought out more baked goods from the kitchen. A line of patrons waiting to order stretched out the door, and plenty more were seated at the various tables provided. Most notably, a pair of young alicorns, one lavender, the other sky blue, were discussing visiting the Changeling Kingdom together over a slice of red velvet cake. "Next!" Pinkie exclaimed. "Hello there, how can I help you?"