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[wannabolt]

[Early in the day, people throughout the village might spot a suspicious rainbow streak jetting upwards into the sky. Higher and higher and higher she flies... Until, suddenly, that rainbow streak is rapidly plummeting down, faster and faster until there's a resounding CRASH!

Oh, was that your house she bumped into? Maybe your garden? Business? Whatever the case, there will be a few of these ridiculous crashes until Rainbow, being the stubborn pegasus that she is, moves onto plan B.

A bit later, something a little strange will appear... a cloud floating around the village. Now, seeing clouds in the sky isn't all that abnormal. Just another part of everyday weather.

But what about clouds that float ridiculously close to rooftops? Clouds that hover suspiciously over buildings, people, and are isolated from the others? Tiny clouds that, if one looks close enough, they may catch a bit of a rainbow fringe, sometimes a pair of binoculars, over the edge of the fluffy white stuff.

That's right. This cloud is spying on you strange people. ...Or whatever's up in the cloud, anyway.

Feel free to witness either event-- Dash's crash landings from the lovely barrier or her recon mission.]

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[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[Realising this isn't a Malnosso threat, Eggman regains his composure quickly. That is to say, his angry composure.]

Why, you...! You're not a Malnosso probe! How dare you trick me?!

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Not my fault that you left yourself open. C'mon, haven't you ever heard of a prank before?

[This guy needs a chill pill.]

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[Eggman shakes his fist at Rainbow Dash, having forgotten to take his temperature controlling medication today.]

I'll show you 'prank'! Why don't you get off that cloud and come down here?!

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Is that supposed to be a challenge?

[Yep, okay. Flying off of that cloud now, looking pretty cocky.]

'Cause I've gotta warn you, you don't wanna mess with me. Not unless you want a face full of hooves.

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[Well he didn't expect her to actually come down, come on. Well this is awkward.]

Ha! You think I'm afraid of you? [Eggman looking equally cocky.] Back in my world-

[Wait a minute...]

Hold on! Something about you is familiar...

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Familiar? Huh. That's new.

[Most people were pretty darn baffled by her appearance.]

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[And Eggman works it out.]

Ba ha ha! You're new here, aren't you? I've seen your kind before. Well, sort of anyway.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[Well, Arche did mention Twilight...]

Was she a unicorn? Purple, kind of an egg-head. Sometimes carries a dragon around?

I swear I edit every post in this thread for code errors

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

She was... [Eggman struggles to remember anything about her.] A unicorn!

I have done that before. Darn HTML. B|

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but what'd she look like? Didja at least get her name?

All the HTML's fault.

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

Well, er, not really. You can't expect me to know the name of every unicorn that passes through Luceti!

Let's see... [Something, something.] She said something about mining jewels in the mountains to help her make jewellery.

HTML likes to plot for our downfall.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Jewels... Sounds like Rarity. I guess that makes two of 'em.

[She said that mostly to herself, but still.]

You know if she's still here?

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

Who knows? I haven't heard any irritating pony-chatter on the communication system lately.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[Nevermind the irritating part for now. It's the second bit that catches her attention.]

Communication system? Are you talking about the journals?

[Arche did mention something like that.]

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[Eggman loves getting away with little insults.]

Ho ho. Indeed I am. I assume you found yours when you arrived here. If you didn't, I heard they find you. The Malnosso seem intent on people using the journal system to communicate. [He'll look a little bitter and annoyed saying this.]

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Found it, but I left it back in the woods. Didn't have time to read some lame book.

[Respect for literature? Nnnnope.]

Do they really make people use those things?

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

They don't make you, but they do seem to be rather pushy about it, leaving it there for when you wake up and then having it appear for you if you lose or destroy it.

It's not so much a book as it is a communications device, however. It can be useful but I wouldn't say anything I didn't want the Malnosso hearing around it.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

They can hear what people say? So why do they use 'em?

[Seems kinda silly, especially if they're spying on everypony everybody.]

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

Because they're convenient I suppose. There isn't enough technology here to build a working telephone, you know.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Well, it does sound easier than writing letters.

[She... might keep it around just in case, but Rainbow really doesn't see herself talking into a book 24/7.]

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

If you want to find your friends, it would probably be easiest to ask the community through the journal system. That way, everyone can hear it.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

And that's it?

[Hm. Sounds easy enough.]

Guess I could give it a shot. ...After I find it, anyway.

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

Of after it finds you. [Eggman grins slyly and turns to leave.] I believe I've exceeded my quota for being helpful today, however.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[Snort. Man, this guy's weird.]

Why? Is it too much work?

[notshadowfever.livejournal.com]

[He turns back.]

What are you implying?