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Who: Allen Walker
Broadcast: Video
Action: The Hand-Holding Planet
When: Time is relative.

[The feed opens up different from Allen's usual clinic-related broadcasts. First of all, the camera seems shaky, like it's been held by something flying. It also seems to be out in the forest, or rather near a clearing in the forest.]

[And behind him instead of Timcanpy, seems to be what looks like...well, a dead dinosaur that's so big you can only see a bit of it on the camera. And Sokka's in the background, pacing around and measuring the dinosaur from all angles, muttering to himself.]

Ah, hello all! [Allen gives a wave] I'm Allen Walker of the SS Blue Fish. I don't have any clinic announcements, but ah...

[He glances back, then looks at the camera again]

Well you see, my captain and I went hunting and we sort of...overdid it, a tad. You see, um, Tim? Can you show them?

[The shaky camera pans around, showing that yep- that is indeed a dead T. rex. A tree has been toppled on it, and there's stab wounds in the neck. Sokka meanwhile has started to examine the dinosaur with....finger square frame. Okay. After a moment, the camera will go back to focus on Allen]

Yeah, as you can see- I don't think we can get this back to our ship on our own, or fit it in the ship, if we did.

[He claps his hands together] So! We were thinking...if anyone would like some meat for your ship, we'd be happy to share! Just come on by and take some! We're out in the forest, a few miles outside of the city. There's clearly plenty to go around!

Oh, and if you have a way to move it closer to the ships, that'd be even better! We'd be happy to share an even larger portion! [He glances around the forest, a bit nervous. Behind him, Sokka seems to started drawing with intense concentration, using a nearby tree stump for his surface. Allen seems to talk like he's more talking to himself than anything:] I know I'd like to be out of here before we meet his friends...

[And then he clears his throat and looks back at the camera] Anyway. That's all! Have a nice day!

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[He claps Sokka on the shoulder]

Yes! Good observation!

[And moving on! He'll smile at Pinkie as he steps around the carcass towards the pink pony]

Hey Pinkie! I hope you found us okay.

[Luckily, she only sees Allen so far, so she happily trots over to him.]

Nope, it was SUPER easy to find.

[Then again, the mountain of dead saurian is a pretty good landmark, especially at her size.]

How are you?

Why is she here for the meat then? Is she a carnivore pony? I knew I couldn't trust them!!!!

[Sokka really needs to learn the difference between whispering and just hissing loudly as he speaks.]

We're...good. Tiny talking horse.

[Allen rolls his eyes as he whispers back] She's picking up meat for her crew, don't be rude.

[He gives a nod]

We're fine, thank you. And you?

[She gives Sokka a brief blink with a VERY tight smile on her face, before turning to Allen and giving a much more relaxed one.]

I'm doing GREAT, thanks for asking! This planet's been amazing so far!

Ohhhhhh okay that makes sense. Weird but sure whatever.

[The pony looks pretty terrifying really. Even if she's tiny and pink, he bets she could maul them all. ]

So. How're you going to transport bits of dinosaur? Being...small and everything.

[You know. That's...a good question. He looks at her, curiously]

Oh, don't worry, guys! [She points to the straps on her back leading to a decently sized sled that.... may or may not've been there before, IDK, girl runs on Looney Tunes logic.] I still have this sled from when I was grabbing wood for the garden boxes I'm building!

[Not to mention Pinkie only needs to strain a little to pull a mountain of possessions three times her size. Thank you, earth pony strength.]

[Sokka has no idea how earth pony strength works, he's going to be in for a treat.]

Uh...you're still really tiny. Can you even pull this? It's heavy. That's...kinda the point?

If we don't overload the sled, I'm sure it'll be fine.

[STOP BEING RUDE]

[Ohhhh she's going to take a little pleasure in this.]

Yeah! Let's see... Probably about yay tall or under should be fine!

[And she goes up to her hind legs to gesture to... about twice her height?!]

[LOOK, SHE'S REALLY TINY AND THIS IS SUPER DUMB!!! ]

You're kidding, right?

[SOKKA.]

[She looks him dead in the eyes.]

Nope, not at all~

[She seems pretty sure of herself. Go for it, guys.]

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[He'll continue to stare at her because THIS IS DUMB. ]

Fine. Whatever you say, tiny horse.

[He'll just start loading up whatever meat he's already hacked off the thing. HE'S GONNA PILE IT SO HIGH YOU WEIRD HORSE. ]

[He'll also start loading it, giving this look briefly before trying to keep a neutral expression, because someone's seen enough weird shit to know when his friend is about to get owned.]

Just tell us when, Pinkie.

[That's Pinkamena Diane Pie to you, gangly human.]

Okey-dokey-lokey~!

[Pinkie watches as the boys pile the meat onto the sled... mostly watching Allen, because Sokka and because carved up T. rex flesh. Eventually, though...]

Ooh, okay, that looks good.

[Yup, twice her height, alright.]

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[Sokka steps back, brushing some sweat and dinosaur juice off his forehead, turning his gaze upward to the meat tower. He's gonna be so sad when this fall over and gets dirty.

SO. SAD. ]

Yeah, sure. There you go. Giant pile of meat. Knock yourself out.

[He'll offer pinkie a smile]

Thanks Pinkie.

Thank YOU guys! See you later~

[And just like that, she's walking away with the sled pulling behind her with decent ease. It's not quite as effortless as, say, an Apple would pull it off, but that sled's certainly not in danger of getting stuck or tipping over.]

[Sokka's just going to stare, open mouthed, because what the hell is happening? What is this? He wordlessly turns his head to look at Allen, mouth still agape, as he slowly raises a finger to point at Pinkie's retreating form.

What. The. Hell?]

[pfffft Allen can't help but snicker at Sokka's reaction]

Ha. She played you like a fiddle.

No seriously, how is that happening? That's not possible! That's... that's just bad math!!!!!

[He shrugs, not at all fazed.]

She is a horse. A small one, maybe, but horses are really strong.

Not THAT strong. It doesn't add up at all.

[He might be muttering random numbers at himself right now don't mind him.]

She'd have to be- be four times her size to even move that sled a little!

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