002 - Hardware Store

[preformthisneigh]

Who: Cheese Sandwich and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide - video
Action: Bishop
When: Right now.

[Cheese has been here for three months now, and it's clear Atroma aren't about to get rid of him, so he has an important mission to carry out. He turns on the video feed at stares down at the camera, his face is serious. This is serious business. ]

Okay, everypony. I have a super duper absolutely utterly important question to ask all of you. I really, really need an answer from everypony. It's that important.

[He leans a little closer in, to show how REALLY IMPORTANT it is. ]

I need to you tell me when your birthdays are. I also accept dates of anniversaries or likewise important dates to you.

[He picks up a pencil from off camera, and sits poised, ready to write into a little notebook. His words are a little muffled when he speaks again on account of the pencil in his mouth. Earth pony problems.]

OKAY GO!

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[kill_switch]

I have food when I want it, water to drink and bathe in, and a place to sleep. That's all I need. It's more than I've ever had. Don't worry about me.

[There. She's got her party already. Hopefully that will satisfy him.]

[preformthisneigh]

[NOTHING SATISFIES PARTY HORSE BUT PARTIES ]

Those are are pretty basic things, are you sure?

[kill_switch]

Just try living without them. You'll see what a luxury they can be.

[preformthisneigh]

You haven't had them? Did you live in a desert or something?

[kill_switch]

It might have been a desert once. No, I lived in a wasteland. [Lived, not grew up in. She still remembers the Green Place before it turned into a poisoned death swamp.] The world I came from was poisoned.

[preformthisneigh]

Oh no, that's awful. Can't anypony fix it?

[Ponies are, after all, in complete control of their environment. This sort of thing simply Does Not Happen. ]

[kill_switch]

I think we were all too busy just trying to survive. [She's glad they're off the subject of celebrations but this new direction of the conversation isn't exactly sitting well with her either.]

[preformthisneigh]

No kidding. I mean, if you can't even find food... and I know you humans have a harder time of cultivating it than we ponies do.

[kill_switch]

Mm.

[Horses cultivating food. She just stares at the feed for a moment, letting the nonsensical nature of it sink in.]

There were ways, but they were restricted from the general population and jealously guarded. Those who ran the oases held the power, and they made sure you knew it.

[preformthisneigh]

...That's terrible. If there's food, everypony should be able to use it. I mean, we Earth ponies are the only race who can tend the land, but we'd never bogart the food from the others.

[Mostly because, historically, they were slaves before that whole EQUALITY thing happened. ]

[kill_switch]

Well. There's a chance for change. Lets just hope they take it.

[No, she's not at all bitter that she ended up here instead.]

[preformthisneigh]

I hope so, too. Once you get back home, you'll be able to see it, I'm sure.

[kill_switch]

We'll see.

[It was a fragile situation, and while she's not egotistical to believe she's the only one who could lead them - Capable and the other Wives certainly had it in them, and there were a couple remaining Vuvilani to assist - there were so much that could go wrong with the upset of regime. That she had to be here during such a transition was a constant irritation.]