private An Unexpected Trip to the Human World (Closed!)

[Dawn Stripes 301]

@@Hypn0ticD, 

 

Rainbow slept soundly that night--unfortunately, her cloud-busting internal clock still woke her up at six in the morning.

Geeze. Were there any perks to having a human body? Rainbow was thinking no.

She wandered aimlessly around the living room in a half-dead stupor once more, wondering if she should get breakfast, until something made her ears perk up--well, they would have if she'd had any. It was a weird grumbly sound--was somepony breaking down the wall?--wait, Rainbow had heard that sound before. That was the garage door opening.

 

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A girl in a yellow dress, with pink hair and buckled shoes, slowly and demurely made her way down the avenue, keeping her head mostly on the ground in front of her on the busy sidewalk. Fluttershy was going to the hospital again, to tell Sandy that maybe she should tell her how to go to nursing school after all. Being a human wasn't so bad, really. Sure, it had ups and downs, that was for sure. But she didn't have to worry about flying, and she could still do nice things for others here. She could get used to that.

Her drive to help kicked in again when, turning down the lonelier street connecting her to the avenue the hospital was located on, she saw a man standing off to the side, rubbing his head. The man had rumpled clothes and uncombed hair, smelled like he needed a bath and was groaning in what looked like pain.

She ran up to him. "Mister, do you need help? Are--are you okay?"

The man watched her with slightly out-of-focus eyes for quite a while. A tiny part of Fluttershy wanted to run away because he was slightly creepy, but her better nature squashed it before she was even aware of it. "Can I do anything to help you?"

After a slight pause, the man took his back off the wall. "Sure," he slurred, "just follow me into this alley..."

"Sure!"

[MelancholicMemory 2,027]

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"Your family, I'm assuming?"

 

Logan asks from his position by the wall. Honestly, he didn't have a full idea as to why he was asking. Suppose you could call it a dislike of seeing a girl be upset. He steps over to the table from the wall, standing a foot or so from the table, "You'll see them again, before long. We'll find a way to get all of you home."

Applejack smiled weakly at Logan. "Thank you. I suppose yer right. Ah'll definitely see my family again. Someday. Someday soon." She was feeling a bit better, and she continued eating her breakfast slowly, enjoying the delicious apple flavor. For now, she had to find the rest of her friends. Then they could worry about getting home.

[Hypn0ticD 1,214]

@@Dawn Stripes,

 

((Not yet! I was gonna introduce Colette's dad when the others show up! Just to kill the mood!))

 

Colette woke up with a start, both alarms going off in her ear. Wait. Two alarms?? She reached over to her desk, picking up her phone with excitement. Her phone was ALIVE~! But the charge was damn near gone! Turning off the alarm and plugging it into the charger, a she looked over to Rainbow, wondering how she could sleep through the ear rape that was the Alarm Concerto. Turning her clock alarm off, Colette quickly dressed, grabbed her guitar and placing it in its bag, grabbed her backpack, and headed out into the kitchen. Quickly throwing together breakfast for herself and Rainbow, then leaving a quick note on the microwave where she placed Rainbow's plate.

 

 - Rainbow, I'm heading out to school now, wish me luck on my exams! I'll call you around noon so you can head on over. You can get on my laptop if you want, but be careful of where you go! And don't read my collection of creepypastas or play any other game but Gears of War! I don't want you having nightmares!

 

- Colette

 

After quickly going back to retrieve her still nearly dead phone, Colette pressed the garage door button, strapping her backpack onto the back of her bike, and headed off to school-- coming back briefly to close the garage door! Whoops!

 

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((Will post as Shawn as soon as things're sorted out!))

Edited June 27, 2013 by Hypn0ticD

[00Pony 287]

(Gosh darnit Fluttershy.)

 

 

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Logan nods, smiling slightly, "'Course."

He says guietly before stepping back over to the wall, reassuming his old position.

He notes that Ulysses is no longer where he used to be. The Police dog had moved closer to the table, lying down still. He'd probably used Logan's stepping over as an opportunity, and stayed there. Logan shook his head, but let the dog stay.

Edited June 27, 2013 by 00Pony

[Commander Bubbles 1,343]

Jack put his hand on Applejack's shoulder.

"When I was chosen for the JR Motorsports Driver Development Program," he told her, "I had to leave my family behind to pursue my dream. I only got to visit them occasionally during the 34 week season, as well as the winters. Nonetheless, I missed them dearly, but I knew that I would see them again. Don't you worry; we'll get you guys back in Ponyville, even if it's the death of me."

Jack ate the last of his pancakes.

"I'm stuffed," he remarked, "Good eatin'. You can cook real well, AJ!"

 

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

After quickly going back to retrieve her still nearly dead phone, Colette pressed the garage door button, strapping her backpack onto the back of her bike, and headed off to school-- coming back briefly to close the garage door! Whoops!

Chloe got up a bit earlier than usual that morning and started driving to school. On the way, she saw Colette on one of the residential streets, so she slowed down and rolled down the window. "Hey, Colette, you need a ride? I got plenty of room in here if you wanna hop in."

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Jack put his hand on Applejack's shoulder.

"When I was chosen for the JR Motorsports Driver Development Program," he told her, "I had to leave my family behind to pursue my dream. I only got to visit them occasionally during the 34 week season, as well as the winters. Nonetheless, I missed them dearly, but I knew that I would see them again. Don't you worry; we'll get you guys back in Ponyville, even if it's the death of me."

Jack ate the last of his pancakes.

"I'm stuffed," he remarked, "Good eatin'. You can cook real well, AJ!"

 

"Thanks, that means a lot," said Applejack, not fully understanding his little anecdote. Then when Jack complimented her cooking she got all cheery again. "Why thank y'all very much! I love makin' these kinds of treats. I've been doin' it since I was a little filly."

[00Pony 287]

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"If they're that good, I may just have to get some before we leave. There seems to be some left."

 

Logan steps away from the wall and walks to the less occupied side of the table, gathering a plate and utensil, alongside one of the remaining pancakes. Rather than return to his old position, he leans against the wall on this side, and cuts a chunk from the pancake, spearing it on the end of his fork and eating it. He taps the fork lightly on the plate upon swallowing, "I'm going to have to agree. These are spectacular."

 

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Angie shakes her head from her position across from Logan, smirking slightly. She drums her hands against her thighs in a small rhythm, "So, Jack, you ready for today?"

[Commander Bubbles 1,343]

"Just like how I was driving race cars since I was a little kid," Jack replied with a smile. He turns to Angie. "Well, I had the fastest car during practice, and I'm starting relatively close to the front of the pack, so I've got a good feeling today."

Jack sat there, picking at what was left of the pancake.

"Catherine," he called to her, "There's plenty of pancakes left, you want some?"

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[Dawn Stripes 301]

@@Hypn0ticD, 

 

"Don't play anything but Gears of War. Don't want you having nightmares." Rainbow scratched her head for a few minutes--thinking for sure there was something odd with that statement.

She rifled through the fridge; after looking and trying to figure out what was 'safe', she wound up downing a box of breakfast cereal. Something called 'Cocoa Puffs'; it tasted a little stale, but, on the whole, surprisingly good. Then she fired up the laptop--the first thing she looked for was telephone numbers. Colette had taken her cell phone with her, but after a little research, she figured out that the bigger piece hung over a drawer in the kitchen was a 'landline phone'.

"Hello? Yeah, cu--no, not looking for a refund. I want to mar--" *click*

 

Not to be daunted, Rainbow zoomed around on broadband until she found a website called Equestria Daily --funny tho have a website named after the paper like that...Anyhow, there were some smaller manufacturers of beautifully Rainbow-related merchendise that weren't hasbro. No problem...

"Hello? Finally, someone who doesn't hang up. Listen, I like your plush toys. The name's Dash. We gotta' talk..."

 

(Let me know if Colette's coming home next post and I'll narrate what she's doing by the time Cole walks in the door)

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

"'Course. Well, kind of."

He looks himself over, "I'm not sure if I can in this body, but I'll learn easily enough. I couldn't even in my natural form, but you can guess why," he gestures to the holes in the jacket, "Water passes through us pretty easily, so if I ever swam back home I had to take another form."

 

"I'll teach you the basic strokes," Clare said. "You'll learn quickly, I'm sure." She looked at her watch. "We'd better get back; the pizza will be here soon and I need to be in the house to answer the door."

 

@@Hypn0ticD,

 

Cicada looked over at the man that the stranger was indicating. She nodded. "That should be easy enough," she said. "How far is it to your home?"

 

[Hypn0ticD 1,214]

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((I'm assuming at this point Chloe's also a junior. Correct me if I'm wrong!))

 

Looking over to her right, Colette saw one of the cheerleaders, Chloe, offering her a ride. While they really didn't talk, they did share homeroom and study hall... "Pop the trunk!"

 

***

 

After managing to get her bike into the trunk, her backpack in the back seat, and her precious guitar in her lap, Colette glanced over to Chloe. "Ya ready for the rally??" She asked, in an attempt to break the ice. "Got your routine down and all that?"

 

@@Dawn Stripes

 

((Colette won't be home for some time yet -- but judging from what Rainbow's doing, it sounds like Colette should be concerned! I'll have one of her friends drop her off to go pick Rainbow up after her exams!))

 

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Shawn was making his merry way down the street, after a long and tiring shift. Could his boss be any more of a dick?? At least Stephen wasn't scheduled with him! That was the last thing he wanted right now! Oh well, the day was nearly over, and he was almost home!

 

He picked up the pace a little as he rounded a corner, taking a shortcut through a back alley. There were a few shady characters down this way, but Shawn is a big boy! He could take care of a few douchebags should the need arise!

 

… And it looked like that need was gonna come into play now! On the other side of the alley, a scruffy looking man was leading a girl-- somewhere-- most likely bad! Shawn slowed his pace to quiet his steps. What was this man gonna do?? Shawn hung back a moment. If the man only wanted to ask for money, then fine. If he wanted something else, then it would be Clobbering Time!

 

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@@Pripyat Pony

 

Stephen snickered. This chick really thought she could impersonate a man at twice her age and weight?? This was going to be interesting! "It's about a half mile from here. Not too long of a walk." He answered, leading the way. "So, Cicada... Ya mind telling me exactly what happened to bring you here?? Did you have a fight or anything like that??"

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

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Looking over to her right, Colette saw one of the cheerleaders, Chloe, offering her a ride. While they really didn't talk, they did share homeroom and study hall... "Pop the trunk!"

 

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After managing to get her bike into the trunk, her backpack in the back seat, and her precious guitar in her lap, Colette glanced over to Chloe. "Ya ready for the rally??" She asked, in an attempt to break the ice. "Got your routine down and all that?"

Chloe smiled, but kept her eyes on the road. "I'm so ready... But I'm still a bit nervous, as usual. What about you? Weren't you doing something special for the pep rally? And are you ready to be a senior?? I know I am. Ah, it's gonna be so exciting! We're gonna be getting our rings, and taking senior pictures, and getting our gowns... Seems like just last year that I was finishing eighth grade and getting ready for high school."

 

"Just like how I was driving race cars since I was a little kid," Jack replied with a smile. He turns to Angie. "Well, I had the fastest car during practice, and I'm starting relatively close to the front of the pack, so I've got a good feeling today."

Jack sat there, picking at what was left of the pancake.

"Catherine," he called to her, "There's plenty of pancakes left, you want some?"

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"Oh, I'm watching my weight. I've got to stay good looking for you," Catherine said, smiling at him. "But they do look really good... Mmmm... I guess I can have a bit." She picked up a fork and cut a piece of Jack's for herself and ate it. "Mmm... It is amazing, AJ."

[00Pony 287]

@@Pripyat Pony,

 

Diliges nods, absentmindedly drying his hand off on his jeans, "Sounds like a plan."

 

 

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Angie chuckles, "Sounds good. They gonna have bets on this race? If so, I'mma put a bet on you."

 

Logan huffs, "And by you, you mean me. My money."

 

Angie nods, "Yeah. Pretty much, yeah."

 

 

 

@@Hypn0ticD,

 

"Exams today... Woopdedoo."

 

Bowen opened the door to his Ford Escort and shut it off, taking the keys from the ignition as he climbed out. The Luna and Derpy keychains clinked together as he locked the car and dropped his keys into his pocket. Out of unconscious habit, he made sure the Air Force lanyard was extended slightly from his pocket.

His morning had been... Eventful, to say the least. Not only did he sleep through his alarm, again, but his car was nearly out of gas due to his friend using it, and not refilling it, the night before. Not to mention the wheel was lose.

But through use of some less than legal speeds and shortcuts, he'd made it relatively on time.

 

Bowen glances up at the school. There was a rally, or something, later. That at least gave him something to do.

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

Stephen snickered. This chick really thought she could impersonate a man at twice her age and weight?? This was going to be interesting! "It's about a half mile from here. Not too long of a walk." He answered, leading the way. "So, Cicada... Ya mind telling me exactly what happened to bring you here?? Did you have a fight or anything like that??"

 

Cicada smiled; she could tell that Stephan was skeptical about her claim. When he was proved wrong, it would be very interesting.

 

"Not exactly," she said. "My Queen and I were attacking a group of ponies, and my Queen threw a spell at them, but it went wrong and we were all brought to this strange world. A human helped me for a while but he said to me that he no longer could do so. Anyway, once I'm settled again, I'll send a message to my Captain and tell him where I am. I'll also open a channel of communication sent by my Queen to ensure that she as well knows."

 

@@00Pony,

 

Clare brought Diliges back into the house. Barely five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Clare went to answer the door; the pizza had arrived. She paid the driver and gave him a tip, then brought the boxes into the living room. She gave one to Diliges and opened one herself, taking the bottle of 7up she'd ordered and pouring it into two glasses, one of which she put in front of the changeling.

[Hypn0ticD 1,214]

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"Wow, you sound like an old lady!" Colette teased. "But yeah, I'm excited for senior year! Senior pictures, senior prom, senior skip days… It's gonna be a blast! I'll be coverin' lead for Connor's band and rockin' the crowd." Colette answered. "I'll even bring my cousin Rainbo--RACHEL-- over after the exams!" She added, correcting herself nervously. "Speaking of which, I gotta call her real quick!"

 

@@Dawn Stripes

 

She then pulled out her phone. It had a slight charge, but it was enough for a single call. Colette quickly selected her home number and dialed. Oh, please pick up, Rainbow! I know you're curious enough to do it!

 

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@@Pripyat Pony

 

((It's Stephen, with an e!))

 

That fantastic claim was more than enough to make Stephen stop in his tracks, and whirl around to get a good look at the supposed Changeling. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa… You were attacking ponies?? What hell're you taking??"

 

They weren't far from his apartment now, the building in sight, but Stephen was really starting to second guess his decision about taking Cicada in…

[Pripyat Pony 2,608]

@@Hypn0ticD,

 

Ooc: Typos are funny. XD

 

"I'll tell you later," Cicada replied. "I'm sure you'd like to see my little demonstration first; when I take the shape of that stranger you pointed out to me." She eyed Stephen; she had gotten to know humans quite well over the past few weeks and knew that one characteristic humans generally shared was curiosity...

[MelancholicMemory 2,027]

(I was gonna play a goth kid, but I decided against it)

 

Johnny woke up to a messy bed like always, his alarm blasting in his ear. He smacked the blinking clock radio, which had never been properly set, so it always said it was 4 hours earlier than it was. Instead of bothering to set it, he just setting his alarm 4 hours late. After a while, his hand hit its mark, and the alarm stopped. He swung out of bed, in nothing but his boxers. He quickly used some cologne and deodorant before getting dressed in a wrinkled pair of blue jeans, a plain white T-shirt, a long-sleeved flannel button down, and old, worn tennis shoes. He ran a comb threw his hair haphazardly before swinging his back over his shoulder and running downstairs.

 

"Hurry up or you'll be late!" yelled his mother angrily.

 

"Sure, sure. Whatever," he called lazily as he left the house and jumped into his old. red 2002 Pontiac Grand Prix. He turned the key and sped off to school just in time. He dragged his feet inside as he went to class, his guitar slung across his back. His friend managed to persuade him to try out for the school's jazz band that day.

 

He then spied someone he kind of knew. "Hey, Bowen. Sup?"

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Edited June 29, 2013 by Mellon Collie

[00Pony 287]

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Bowen heard his name spoken, and he turns his attention towards the voice, "Oh, hey Johnny. Nothing to much, at the moment," he shrugs, "I am really not fully forward to having exams today, but I'll get over it. How 'bout you, anything interesting going on in your life?"

[MelancholicMemory 2,027]

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Bowen heard his name spoken, and he turns his attention towards the voice, "Oh, hey Johnny. Nothing to much, at the moment," he shrugs, "I am really not fully forward to having exams today, but I'll get over it. How 'bout you, anything interesting going on in your life?"

He rolled his eyes with a sigh. He was never very good at exams, and he barely scraped by. He was very concerned about his academics though anyway. He wasn't dumb, but he wasn't a test-taker. He then answered the question. "Not much a buddy o' mine conned me into trying out for jazz band, but whatever. And yeah, I have only one exam today. It's in an art class so it's no big deal. My math exam is gonna suck though."

[00Pony 287]

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"Well, best of luck to you with that."

Bowen winces slightly, "Oh, yeah, math. That's gonna be fun."

His voice is soaked with sarcasm when he says that. Math really wasn't his strong point. In truth, literature was maybe his best subject, if he was to choose one. He was a writer, though he rarely showed his work to people he knew in real life. Rather, he would upload his work to the Internet. There was a book he and some Internet friends were working on getting published.

 

He shrugs, "You doing anything for the rally today?"

[MelancholicMemory 2,027]

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"Well, best of luck to you with that."

Bowen winces slightly, "Oh, yeah, math. That's gonna be fun."

His voice is soaked with sarcasm when he says that. Math really wasn't his strong point. In truth, literature was maybe his best subject, if he was to choose one. He was a writer, though he rarely showed his work to people he knew in real life. Rather, he would upload his work to the Internet. There was a book he and some Internet friends were working on getting published.

 

He shrugs, "You doing anything for the rally today?"

He looked up and swayed his head a little, like some one trying to remember something. "Rally...rally...There's a rally today?" He never paid too much attention to school functions or anything, and, for the most part, he didn't care about them. Still, it would be good to know about it. Heck, it could be interesting.

[00Pony 287]

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Bowen chuckles slighty, "Yeah, after the exams. I know there're a few people doin' stuff, so I wasn't fully sure."

 

Bowen stretches, then straightens the Johnny Cash shirt out, "Kinda curious to see what everyone's got planned to do. Should be fairly entertaining."

[MelancholicMemory 2,027]

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Bowen chuckles slighty, "Yeah, after the exams. I know there're a few people doin' stuff, so I wasn't fully sure."

 

Bowen stretches, then straightens the Johnny Cash shirt out, "Kinda curious to see what everyone's got planned to do. Should be fairly entertaining."

(Johnny Cash? You, sir, have just earned some serious brownie points with me)

 

"Yeah, maybe I'll go. Who knows?" he said without much emotion. He then noticed something. "What do you got there in your pocket?" he asked out of curiosity and also just to kill time.

 

(I'm trying to bring up ponies with the keychain and whatnot )

[00Pony 287]

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( I am happy upon discovering another Johnny Cash fan)

 

Bowen raises an eyebrow, looking down at the lanyard. He feels a small moment of anxiety. Despite owning the keychains, he wasn't entirely open about his being a Brony. He shrugs, "My keys."

He says, tapping the keys in his pocket a few times. He winces upon hearing the keychains clink together with his tapping, "I've got a few trinkets on them."