bishop mingle

[invigorates]

Who: Bishop crew and visitors!
Broadcast: NO!!!!
Action: On the Bishop!!!
When: JANUARRRRYYY!!!

[ DEAR BISHOP CREW: WELCOME YOUR NEW MEMBERS, BE MERRY, DO STUFF. YEAH!! ]

Comments

[bloodbiter]

Eight months? That's an awfully long time.

[Just the thought of being held captive here for that long seems maddening, so she finds it even more strange that he seems to be happy about the situation.]

You enjoy it here, then?

[preformthisneigh]

I was in another place before here for six. Sooo, all in all it's been a long time since I've seen home.

[Sweet Celestia he misses other ponies. ]

Yeah! I love exploring and now I can explore all kind of worlds! It's amazing.

[bloodbiter]

Another place? Would you tell me about it?

[a pause. she can see why that would be exciting, but it doesn't do much to improve her view of the situation. all the same, she's glad someone is taking enjoyment from these circumstances.]

What kind of worlds have you seen?

[preformthisneigh]

Sure. It wasn't a nice place. It was this magical castle called Cair Paradisa. It kidnapped people from their homes and kept them, fed on our souls.

[It was the worst place ever. ]

Oh wow, all kinds! The last planet was all snow and ice, and there was this cowpony one too! That was neat!

[bloodbiter]

It fed on your souls? [That's certainly worrisome, but he seems far from soulless.] I assume you escaped before it was too late, but are you quite alright?

A cowpony planet...?

[preformthisneigh]

It sure did! Uh...well, I wouldn't say 'escaped' so much. One night I went asleep there, the next I woke up here. And I'm fine, no damage done as far as I can tell.

Oh...um sorry. Cowboy. You know wild west stuff?

[bloodbiter]

Ah, well... A stroke of luck, then.

[a shake of her head]

I'm afraid I don't know what you're speaking of, no. West of what, precisely?

[preformthisneigh]

It's like...

[Wow he has no idea how to explain this to someone who has no idea about what a Wild West would be, much less in human terms. ]

There were lots of plains. And gunfights. And cattle rustling.

[bloodbiter]

[she knows what a gun is thanks to her augment, and of course she's familiar with plains and cattle, but somehow she still feels as though she's missing something. she doesn't want to be a bother, though.]

Was it an enjoyable place?

[preformthisneigh]

I enjoyed it! I guess some people didn't. It's not the worst planet we've visited, so.

[bloodbiter]

May I ask what the worst was?

[preformthisneigh]

Less a planet and more an experience. Couple months ago we were trapped on the Marsiva. Everypony could go into everypony-else's mind, look at their memories. That was super not fun.

[bloodbiter]

[ignoring the "everypony" for now, because that's certainly alarming.]

...How is that possible?

[preformthisneigh]

[Verbal tics are the best. ]

Something to do with our augments, I think? That or magic.

[bloodbiter]

I don't know of any magic that could accomplish such a feat. Our augments, though... Does that mean they have access to our memories and thoughts?

[preformthisneigh]

You'd be surprised. Magic can do a lot.

Probably. They can alter them. I've seen people come here on their second time around and don't remember anything.

[bloodbiter]

I assure you, I'm very familiar with magic. My husband is a sorcerer.

That's quite an uncomfortable thought.

[preformthisneigh]

Oh, well...there you go.

[Magic. He can just big a big old kayneshrug to that. ]

It's super uncomfortable. Especially seen as they're stuck in our heads and we can't take them out.

[bloodbiter]

Has anyone tried?

[preformthisneigh]

I think someone did once? Apparently it hurt a lot. Like have-to-stop-right-now-screaming-agony a lot.