driftfleet | Water Flowing Under-- OH MY GOSH, WHERE IS THE GROUND?!

Who: Pinkie Pie and YOU, tall non-pony creature!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waking up on the HS Marsiva
When: April 26, a few hours pre-shuffle

[Holy space guacamole, Batman, this newcomer is PINK! And just coming about a really nice dream about a mountain of ice cream when her eyes flutter open and she mutters sleepily.]

Mmm... hey, where'd the ice cream go? [A few more blinks towards the ceiling... and then she registers something.] Hey, where did the COLOR go?

[In an attempt to investigate this monochrome mystery, she sits up in the cot... and her eyes BUG out wide at the large, white, sterile, mostly empty hospitality deck that's most definitely NOT her flat at Sugarcube Corner.]

Forget the color, where did I go?!

[Her eyes dart around until she sees the REALLY BIG WINDOW! An escape route! And the sky's still black and starry.]

Oh, PHEW, it's still night time! Maybe I can get back before anypony gets too worried!

[She makes to charge at the window, but stops in her tracks a foot away, her eyes wider than ever as she sees there's NOTHING beneath that black. No buildings, no trees, no mountains, no roads, no ground or water or anything at all.]

... SWEET CELESTIA, LUNA, CADANCE, AND TWILIGHT, WHERE DID EVERYTHING GO?!?!?!?!

[I apologize for any damage to auditory organs, particularly to those that are actually ON the Marsiva. If anybody's watching the broadcast or on the Hospitality Deck, mind helping out a tiny, pink pony with no concept of space travel?]

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... are you ... also an engineer? [Well that was faintly terrifying.]

Princess. Of Friendship. [He really is going to have to just wrap his mind around that.] ... is there ... a land called Friendship?

[Why would anyone name a land Friendship? That just seemed to be asking for trouble, in Tyrion's opinion.]

[Hey, she's perfectly fine at it back home, thank you.]

Yeah... yeah, I think I am... Hoooow do I know that? I mean, that's not my cutie mark, that's party planning.

[That second question DOES earn a little giggle.]

No, silly Lord, but we DO live in Equestria! I mean she's the princess of making friends and helping ponies out and using magic and stuff!

[That makes more sense, right?]

[Tyrion is still trying to understand the leadership necessary to form friendships - so he answers Pinkie almost casually.]

They inserted a computer chip into your brain so you now have engineering knowledge for spaceships and the like.

[And now ... ]

So you actually have royalty based on whether or not people can get along with one another for more than five minutes?

Well, TWILIGHT is, anyway, because that's her special talent, but the other Princesses-- wait, they did WHAT to my brain?!?!?!?!

[Priorities, Ser Dude.]

Yes but how is friendship considered a talent?

[Tyrion is really just confused about this. Why do you need a Princess of Friendship? Surely Weseros could use a Princess of Sit Down You Bastards And Listen.]

They inserted a micro-chip into your brain, so you would be able to understand the functions of running the machinery of a ship. [Hm. The pony seems a little ...discomfited, so Tyrion clears his throat.] A very useful procedure, and one you will find immensely useful for your stay with us.

[Isn't that Dany?

We can get back to the other-world politics later, though, the brain thing is a bit disconcerting.]

Nonononono I don't WANT a chip in my brain, no matter HOW micro it is! The only chips I want in me are potato chips, and those go in your STOMACH, not your brain!

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[It is, which is why Tyrion is in fact, Team Dany.

He held his hands up.]

I ... am not entirely sure what a potato chip is ... beyond food ... but I assure you, it will be fine. However, do feel free to raise complaint with our hosts. Every complaint is another nail in their control over us.

Okay, where and how do I do that?!

Wait, you don't know what a potato chip is?! Oh my gosh, these guys ARE evil! Okay, so you take a potato, cut it into thin, circular slices, fry the slices in a pot or kettle of oil and then you put salt and any other seasonings you want on there!

[Food is serious business, at least it's not a baked good he's ignorant about, other wise she'd be REALLY freaking out.]

Typically, you have to wait for them to show their smug faces around here.

[He looked around, frowning.] Although you bring up an excellent question - I am not sure if there is an actual place to put in complaints.

[Fascinating ... ] Sounds like it would be rather ... crisp?

So when do they usually show up?

And yeah, they are! I guess that could work for a name too.

[And thus BOTH versions of the circular fried tuber slices were introduced to Westeros, hooray!]

Usually after some major event - so after we leave this moon. That might be a few weeks though, just to warn you.

[...which they have yet to eat, but whatever. Welcome to the new age, Westeros.]

[Nod nod.] Okay, I think I can wait that long. Thanks, Lord Tyrion!

You are quite welcome ... Pinkie Pie. [Yes it will take a little time getting used to that one.]

[He'll come around soon, I mean look at this face, right?]

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What is this insanity pink pony?

Friendship is magic, not insanity

Friendship does not count as good government!

Yes it does, you guys just need to stop killing each other. And maybe expand the gene pool.

Tyrion could not agree more

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