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[experiencepoints]

Who: Nightingale and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva hospitality deck
When: Now!

[action]

[Nightingale's awakening is much lower-key than most, sitting up in the bed and realizing quickly that she is not where she should be. The best way to cope, of course, is looking around, taking in her surroundings, and just talking to herself.]

Okay... So, this must be a game. Don't think I recognize any space Echoes, though... Whatever, I should figure out the win conditions, first. And hope it's not another 'everyone dies' game.

[she lifts a hand, and a strong wind whips through the area, throwing bedsheets and pillows around.]

Okay, magic's still on, that's... usually a good sign.

[She doesn't seem to have noticed the mess she made. Or maybe she doesn't care. Either way.]

[Video]

[Having immediately fallen into the assumption that this is a game, Nightingale isn't too bothered by the idea of being able to operate technology she hasn't seen before- it's not like it's the first time, after all. She takes a deep breath, and starts talking to the camera. Noticeably, she still hasn't cleaned up her prior mess.]

This is Nightingale, from Takshaka. I don't know what's going on, but this game seems a bit different. Can you check in with which teams are here? And Roc, Gull, Hawk, Magpie, Togetic, Sparrow, any of you around?

And which Echo is this, while I'm at it? I don't recognize any with a space theme going on unless it's the damn Bone Witch again. If I see that dress or that whale again, I'm going to find a way to leave in the middle.

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The threat still stands.

[preformthisneigh]

[Still playing.]

But I moved all the way over here.

[experiencepoints]

I can still hear it.

[preformthisneigh]

[Loudly, over the sound of his playing.]

You can always move to the other side of the ship.

[experiencepoints]

Or you could stop being annoying. The fuck is wrong with you?

[preformthisneigh]

I'm just a lowly party pony, playing his accordion. Nothing'd the matter with me at all. Is something the matter with you? Are you feeling ill? Is there a space sickness going around?

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I am two worlds removed from home, I just had the queen psycho bitch of a god brainwash a team to make them kill people while making the rest of us have to try to kill our friends, I'm in space for a reality fucking TV show, people who cannot possibly be alive are here, and I have a fucking talking horse trying to piss me off with an accordion.

Yes, something is the fucking matter. Is this a psychotic break? Did the stress finally just fucking make me lose my mind?

[preformthisneigh]

[He at least, stops playing, casting her a look of concern.]

I promise you're not going crazy, absolutely not. But hey, is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I'm good at that. It's what I do.

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I'm sorry, please don't take this the wrong way, but reassurances of my sanity would go a lot further if they came from someone other than a talking musical horse.

Just... Keep the music off, please. I need to think.

[There are some people in the world who handle stress well. Unfortunately, Nightingale isn't one of them.]

[preformthisneigh]

Okey dokey atrichokey.

[He puts the accordion away somewhere, before sitting down, smiling and watching her. He has noplace else to go, so awkward watching it is.]

[experiencepoints]

[okay, that helps. She takes a deep breath, and starts combing her fingers through her hair absentmindedly.]

If you're here with me, you must be new here too, right?

[preformthisneigh]

[He nods.]

Yep. I was in a place before here, called Paradisa. I'm not sure if this is the same place, or something completely new. I'm guessing the latter, there are a lot of new residents who weren't in the castle before.

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... It's different. I was at a castle, too, called Kyriakos, but it doesn't seem like you know what I was talking about.

[preformthisneigh]

There were other castles in the world Paradisa was in. We never got to go near them, so maybe it's related? That or there are a lot of weird castles out there.

[Whcih is believable. Equestria has a few.]

[experiencepoints]

[she shakes her head]

Sorry, but that castle wasn't in a world.

[preformthisneigh]

Where was it, then? It had to be somewhere, right?

[experiencepoints]

To my understanding, no. It was literally nowhere. That was the point. It just sat in an empty void.

[preformthisneigh]

...Well, that sounds depressing. Not being able to go anywhere.

[That's a nightmare scenario for him, right there. To be tied down for Celestia knows how long. ]

[experiencepoints]

[She shrugs, no trace of emotion showing on her face.]

It didn't matter, because there was nowhere anyone else could go. That place was for people whose worlds have been destroyed. And we were shattered with them.

[preformthisneigh]

[Well, that's depressing. She may not show any upset in her expression, but this is not a happy subject, and Cheese feels a desperate, inescapable pull to make this somehow better, however fleeting. ]

There's gotta be a way of getting your worlds back, though, right? Time travel? Spooky but convenient magical contracts? Anything?

[experiencepoints]

... Yeah, there is. By playing "games" to get our memories back.

[She doesn't make it sound like a good thing.]

[preformthisneigh]

...I'm guessing that isn't a thrilling round of Hungry Hungry Griffons.

[experiencepoints]

People died. Tortured, killed, broken, and then healed and revived to go through it all again.

... One of those just happened yesterday. I don't know why I'm here. I- I have to go back and support my team...

[preformthisneigh]

[Definitely not a game of Hungry Hungry Griffons, then. Equestria's a pretty grim place when it comes to monstrous beings attempting to undo pony society as a whole, but that's Tirek-levels of Bad Mojo. He frowns, walking over to place a reassuring hoof on her leg. It's be her shoulder, but, you know, tiny horse. ]

If it helps, time has probably stopped, back where you're from. That's how it worked in Paradisa, anyhow. Anypony who went home, got zapped back to exactly the last point they were before they were taken.

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- Wait. Hold on. Say that again.