Cheese Sandwich (
preformthisneigh) wrote in
driftfleet2015-06-23 09:33 pm
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🎂 001 The Saga Begins
Who: Cheese Sandwich and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Right now!
[It takes a lot to worry an Equestrian. Given the fact their country faces some sort of horrendous attack once every few months, they've become rather used to the unexpected dropping upon them from great heights. As such, when the little tan pony hops out of bed, he doesn't look worried, but he does look a tad confused.
The last thing he remembers is seeing the magical rainbow all the way across the sky (it was so intense) and now, suddenly, there is space. He pulls a rubber chicken out of seemingly nowhere, plopping it on his back, before starting to walk over to the window, his hooves clip-clopping against the metal floor as he glances around his surroundings.]
Okaaaay. This is new. Where the hay are we?
[He rests a forehoof against the window once he arrives at it, peering out into the vast nothingness. He remembers another place, that wasn't Equestria, and was prone to fits of magical strangeness. He puts two and two together to make five. When he speaks again, it's a little louder, as if addressing an invisible audience, which he thinks he is.]
Hey, everypony. Did the castle turn into space while I was away?
[He wanders away from the window, seeking out his journal. He pays the communicator no mind for now, the thing he's looking for is distinctly more book-shaped.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Right now!
[It takes a lot to worry an Equestrian. Given the fact their country faces some sort of horrendous attack once every few months, they've become rather used to the unexpected dropping upon them from great heights. As such, when the little tan pony hops out of bed, he doesn't look worried, but he does look a tad confused.
The last thing he remembers is seeing the magical rainbow all the way across the sky (it was so intense) and now, suddenly, there is space. He pulls a rubber chicken out of seemingly nowhere, plopping it on his back, before starting to walk over to the window, his hooves clip-clopping against the metal floor as he glances around his surroundings.]
Okaaaay. This is new. Where the hay are we?
[He rests a forehoof against the window once he arrives at it, peering out into the vast nothingness. He remembers another place, that wasn't Equestria, and was prone to fits of magical strangeness. He puts two and two together to make five. When he speaks again, it's a little louder, as if addressing an invisible audience, which he thinks he is.]
Hey, everypony. Did the castle turn into space while I was away?
[He wanders away from the window, seeking out his journal. He pays the communicator no mind for now, the thing he's looking for is distinctly more book-shaped.]

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[ He chuckles, glad the other recognizes him. He had liked Cheese, back in Paradisa, as odd as it was talking to a pony (Yfandes was completely different of course). ]
It seems a lot of us are coming over from the Castle. But it is good to see you again, Cheese.
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[How many kidnappy worlds ARE there? ]
It's good to see you too, buddy! Is Yfandes here, too?
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Quite a few - most of them, actually. There is Crowley, myself, Felix, Duke, and I recognize some faces but I am not sure if they are from Paradisa themselves.
[ Apparently at least two. ]
Unfortunately, no. I wish she were, but I think she might have a rather hard time of it on the ships.
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Yeah, all this metal isn't exactly hoof-friendly.
[He'll adapt, though, he's good at that.]
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Quite. It makes one wonder why only us few and not the Castle entire...
No, indeed it is not, and she is a fair bit larger than you beside. It is probably for the best that she is somewhere else where she can stretch her legs.
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With lots of grass, too. Boy, am I gonna miss grass.
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We do stop at planets, so hopefully you can stretch your hooves sometime soon.
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[This cheers him up considerably.]
Then that's something to look forward to!
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It has been interesting, though we've run across something rather... unusual this time around. If you hear of others going across to a strange ship, I advise you remain here, Cheese, as you become acclimated. The residents of that ship are hostile, and I have heard talk of a disease as well.
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Yeah, I'm okay with staying away from any sort of disease, thanks.
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[ Isn't it lovely, Cheese? Nothing's changed, not really. ]
It is for the best, not that you can leave the Marisva for the time being besides, so it is rather a moot point. Do you know which argument you have received, Cheese?
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[ There's a pause. ]
You're... a pilot?
[ To make sure he heard it right. ]
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[He doesn't see the fundamental flaw here, not at all.]
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But you have hooves. Won't it be difficult for you to fly the ship?
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Well, I can play my accordion just fine, so I think I'll be able to do it.
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I think an accordion is a little different from a flying a ship. I don't think the controls are set up for hooves...
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Well, they gotta be, or they wouldn't have made me a pilot, right? Stands to reason.
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Well, I suppose that is true. It is simply not something I would have thought you to be assigned to.
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[ He chuckled. ]
I do not actually know, though I know there are "civilian" augments. But I think you being the head of any parties from now on would be an excellent idea.
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[He knows that with the complete and utter certainty that comes with his kind.]
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I look forward to your first party once you get off the Marsiva, Cheese. I remember the ones you threw at Paradisa quite fondly.
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I think we all might be very in need of your skills soon. Cheering up would do the Fleet good.
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