Opalicious

Hi people. A while since I was here.

Unfortunately, I drove my car over your duck. Fortunately, I bought you a new duck.

Thirty-one.

http://objection.mrdictionary.net/go.php?n=6612141

Unfortunately, this thread has not been discovered by me until now. Fortunately, I don't care about that anyway.

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False, nah... TPAM wants a massage from Lotus & Aloe.

"Thanks for that tea," he told the stewardess, and she politely nodded and headed away. He sipped at it and stared grimly out the window. Danger followed him wherever he went, and usually showed itself after a few hours. Why was everything still calm? Was he actually going to get a break? No, that was impossible. Or maybe it wasn't. He uncomfortably squirmed in his seat, and the movement allowed a letter to drift into his jacket pocket unnoticed. The Doctor would find out about it later, but not at that moment. He was halfway through his tea and hadn't noticed he had been continuously drinking as he was so absorbed in nothing, and he burned his mouth and yelped and rapidly set the cup on the table, though not spilling any as the cup was half-empty anyway. He blew hot air out of his mouth, accomplishing nothing but making him out of breath. "Brilliant," he sighed. The pony behind him let out a horselaugh, guffawing at something his mate had said. Mate, as in friend. With that kind of laugh, an actual mate would be a miracle in that stallion's case. The Doctor was lonely now, with no companion with him in the TARDIS, and no one he could tell how ridiculous that 'laugh' had sounded. The loudspeaker blared, interrupting his thoughts, "The Equestrian Express is due to arrive in Fillydelphia in two minutes. Please prepare to unboard if this is your destination." The Doctor stood up, nearly telling no one to get ready to leave the train, but stopping himself. He felt that emptiness he always felt and then lumbered over to the exit doors. The pony he had "tested" earlier, as far as the pony knew, smiled falsely to try and get a good word in to whatever agency he thought The Doctor worked for. The Doctor glanced his way and passed without a word. "Fillydelphia approaching. Have a nice day," the loudspeaker blared again. Let's see what's awaiting me.

The Doctor coughed and ran around to the backside of his control panel. "I just don't get it! There is nothing here that could have unconsummated the micro-molecular navigation system, that's like-" He looked behind him and realized no one was listening, because after all, there was no one listen. Companion-less he was, again. He sighed and turned back to the manual override for the TARDIS and began to violently steer the TARDIS to...somewhere. After several mistakes involving the dimension rift, which had apparently closed, he had given up on leaving the dimension he had landed in. He tried again and again, but without avail. The TARDIS had one final slam before it stood still, presumably because it had landed. He waved his hoof in front of his head, or muzzle, as he was constantly correcting himself recently, and squinted at the TARDIS door. He clopped over and grabbed the door handle and pulled. Immediately as he stepped out, he jumped back as an oddly cartoon-ish train flew past him, nearly smashing the Time Lord. His eyes widened like saucers before he got a chance to view his surroundings. He was in a lonely cubicle straight next to the train tracks he had landed by. With only one chance of escape in a certain amount of time, he took his sonic screwdriver out of his pocket and...dropped it. It fell to the ground and The Doctor shouted, "Oh come on, these blasted hooves are useless!" He bent down and picked it up, before staring at the train with the strange confused, questioning, confident face only The Doctor was capable of pulling off. He pointed it against the train wheels and held it like that before the train wheels erupted in sparks, slowing the train down enough for him to jump onto stairs leading to a door going in. He turned right and went up to the first attendant. He swallowed a nodule in his throat and flashed his psychic paper, saying, "Excuse me, train staff inspector from...near here. May I ask, and this is part of the test, but where is this train going?" The pony straightened himself and his bow tie, answering, "Fillydelphia." The Doctor looked around and nodded, before saying, "Good m-, er, pon- I suppose you don't say that either, do you. Good job, then, good job. What's your name?" "Is this part of the test?" The Doctor nodded and the pony said, "Alright then, my name would be Loco Motive." The Doctor said, "Why do all your names have to be so blatantly weird?! You know what? Doesn't matter." He turned and galloped to the back of the train. He looked around the railing and side of the train to see further down the tracks. He saw a city looming in the distance, Fillydelphia. He huffed and reentered the train and sat at one of the seats.

"Believe me, when humans look at Equestria, we don't exactly think that everything's normal." He hadn't eaten breakfast yet and he asked. "Are you hungry? And, er, would you prefer to eat hay or do you crave human food right now, as you may, and I don't know what I'm talking about, but as you may have turned a bit more human than you might think.

@, Tommy began, "Well, I suppose hiding isn't necessary, but it is likely that some, like, say, the government, might classify you as extra-terrestrial and would thus claim you as their property." He only got to the word 'suppose' before Pinkie sprang up, shouting, "I AM ABOUT TO BE BRILLIANT!" Tommy sprang back and raised his eyebrow, making him look critically surprised. "Alright, so what's your plan?"

"Only some of us humans, and you can call us that, know about Equestria, and only half of those, give or take, actually like your kind. The others don't mind you, but they hate people like me, who like ponies. We've also seen you break the fourth wall, and we've- This is beyond the point, some of us know about you but do not know you are real. I am the only one, unless your friends have already found others. The only issues we have is hiding you and finding you a place to stay, as well as reuniting you with your friends. I don't know anyone on first thought who could help you but the brony community in general," saying the last thought more to himself than to her. He noticed that he had used the term brony in front of one of the ponies and decided not to clarify himself.

"Uh, Pinkie? Now's not a time to worry about never seeing anyone again? Now we sorta wanna get you back to Equestria. Now, I can hardly go on my..." Tommy remembered that Pinkie didn't know Earth technology, so he chose his words Equestrian style, saying, "magical world communication device and ask what I should do if a pony appears from Equestria, so..." He thought a moment and asked, "If the Queen performed a spell and the result was you landing here on a different dimension through the fourth wall, is it possible that anypony else might have come through as well and landed somewhere else nearby?" Look at me, I sound like I know what I'm talking about, saying anypony and all. "So, my parents are in that building over there, and I doubt they'll respond well to you coming in, but if I stay gone they would end up worrying. Any ideas?" ((OOC: God, why did I choose to be 13 years old? This is gonna be harder than I thought. Should I post something on the internet or something saying that "I have one of the ponies from the Chrysalis incident" or something? Subtle yet suspicious to those who found the ponies? 13 years old. Why?)) ((OOC [Edit]: Nevermind, I'm posting too fast, but right now I'm gonna be forced to introduce Pinkie to the family and I may have to plant a few lies here and there...))

Coughing with surprise, Tommy told Pinkie, "You see, this isn't a dream. And no ponies usually are here, other than...uh...ponies. But they're not quite the same as you are. This place is ruled by humans, which is what you have turned into. Furthermore, dreams usually don't make sense. This doesn't make sense either, but I can physically touch you and myself, and all the laws of the world as we know it still apply. And...you know what, never mind." Tommy's mind had grasped the fact that a humanoid pony was standing in front of him, so he was able to think now. "We have a slight issue right now. In Equestria, I would be a filly right now. Well, a foal. Point is, I have no way to know what to do. I assure you, you're not dreaming, and I'm not dreaming. Hence this is real, so...Gahhh! This hurts my brain!" He wandered in circles and placed his hands on his temples, rubbing. "I sincerely don't know what to do or how you got here! I don't even know how dimensions could be inter-mingled other than when I was watching Doctor Who!" Tommy realized he was annoyingly rambling and not helping at all. He looked Pinkie in the eye and asked, "Do you know why you're here?"

"Right, right. Who I am. Sorry, did you just say Equestria? Ponyville? Oh, right, My name's Tommy. Equestria?!" A bunch of dots connected within Tommy's mind and his jaw involuntarily dropped open. Well, actually he made his mouth open, he never got his jaw to open itself before, he always had to make himself do it. But that wasn't the point. Equestria. Pinkie Pie. Pink skin. Tommy's eyes widened another inch, if that was possible. "Pinkie Pie. That's what you said your name was. And your here, on Earth, on Sol-3." He shut himself up and didn't manage to calm himself. Clearing his throat, he said, "I think I do know who you are. This is not the Griffin Kingdom. This is a different dimension. This is Earth." Tommy thought about the RP he was in, some kind of human pony RP. The RP was real. This was real. And he had a hell of a character to write about. That's right folks. Tommy here, writing about the truth. This is real. I want you all to realize that. I want you guys to know that before I continue to broadcast what is happening to me throughout my journey. I will tell of my adventure through multiple posts, with the help of the others involved. Listen close folks, what you hear here is all true. Believe. Now, where was I? Right. This is Earth. ((OOC: Alright guys, inception begins here I hope you don't mind if I communicate with the audience. This is a message from the Thomas controlling Tommy who is writing about Tommy, so...I'm working on it. Let's do this. Remember, I have never written like this before. Mistakes may or may not happen.))

((OOC: I changed my character's location due to the happy reaction from other posters to my suggestion. I now live in Taiwan. Have fun. Remember, Tommy is a brony, but he hasn't made the connection to the MLP Pinkie Pie. He knows the name but doesn't know anything. Yet.)) Quizzically looking at Pinkie Pie - What genius decided to name their kid Pinkie Pie? - he gestured apartments all around and the university closer to the top of the miniature mountain and...well, to his surroundings and said, "We are in Tien Mu, Taiwan, which is a district in Taipei, Taiwan right now." He examined her for a minute and commented, "You seem to have a tint of pink on your skin, which is quite peculiar for...you know, humans in general." He looked around and thought she must have walked here. "You must know something about Tien Mu, you must have walked here! Do you have amnesia? You know what, never mind. If you had amnesia you wouldn't know it." He looked around, not knowing what to do. "So...if you're not from here, where are you from?"

Everypony? What the hell she been taking? He thought for a moment and realized that someone was lying in the road in a full pink outfit. The things I think about, he thought to himself, though I am only thirteen years old. I gotta get some leeway. He sprinted over to the girl and stood there awkwardly before asking, "Ya' need some help?"

((OOC: This bit will not be written by Tommy Laria. Italics in this post is what he's thinking.)) Tommy shoveled the ball into the air, headed it down to his legs for a volley, and... A bright light sliced the air and blinded Tommy for a second, and he shielded his eyes from the road, but the light was already gone by the time his hand was up. The ball fell to the ground and he looked toward the road. A figure lay on the road, just getting up. She giggled at her hands, which she seemed slightly surprised to find there. Tommy Laria widened his eyes at her and shouted to her hesitantly, "Uh, are you okay?" And still sane?

((OOC: Hm, Silent Dawn didn't post yet? I'll just wake up on a...Saturday. Forgot to say, as this is the real world and I'm roleplaying as me, Tommy happens to also be a brony. Guys, this is gonna be really mental, but just roll with it. I need to pay close attention to be able to pull this off once I find Pinkie Pie. You'll find out what I'm talking about soon.)) It was gone 8:30 over in Wisconsin by the time Tommy had woken up, but even by such a late hour, even on Saturday, Tommy, the youngest in the family of five he was in, was the only one awake. He lay in bed for another fifteen minutes, too warm to lift his covers, but not seeming to nod off again. He grabbed the book lying bedside, CHERUB: Mad Dogs, one of the reasons he was feeling really British at the moment, among other reasons like watching Doctor Who. Though he was restless, and he couldn't pay attention to the book. He set it aside and stared at the ceiling, but it was too...white for him. He decided he wanted to stay warm, but he wanted to do something. He jumped up out of his bed, tossing the sheets aside and running a few meters to his table and back to get his laptop, stopping for a quick second to plug it in before jumping into bed and opening up his laptop. His throat was dry but he was way too lazy at that moment to hydrate at all. He checked his e-mail, which only had the daily YouTube subscription update, before he checked the Arsenal standings on Goal.com and was disappointed to only find Arsenal had been QPR 1-0. He found nothing else on the Ask The Crusaders website and had to wait another 6 or so months to get a new MLP episode to watch, so he entered MLP Forums and checked a the RP he was in, which had begun just yesterday. He analyzed the posts in the OOC before beginning his own piece on this RP. ((OOC: Hm, Silent Dawn didn't post yet? I'll just wake up on a...Saturday. Forgot to say, as this is... ***** Tommy had no clue what he was about to discover just because he decided to go outside to play football... Tommy's stomach growled ferociously and reluctantly closed his laptop and got out of his bed, freezing after leaving the comfortable realm of his bed sheets. After breakfast his whole family was still asleep, and out of sheer boredom, he got his cleats on and headed out into the yard with his ball to play some football. He threw the ball into the air and controlled it on his knee, before volleying the ball into the net. He could do this for hours on end, with a few rests here and there to get water or, preferably, orange juice. Tommy had no clue what he was about to discover just because he decided to go outside to play football... ((OOC: Foreshadowing, anyone? I've never RP'd like this, so I'll be just as surprised as you on how this worked out. Bold bits are the only parts of my writing that have nothing to do with the RP. Confused? Same here.))

Brilliant! That expression will do if it is the best, and I love how Star Dust's wings are in mid-flap. The shadows are nice, and so far everything you've added has been a good addition. As a background, I think a grass field with a partly cloudy sky. I don't have any über-specific requests right now.

Soon as you're done, can I use this as my wallpaper? I don't know the terms of who can use it and...why? I don't know, anywho, are there any specific requirements to use it?