TEST DRIVE MEME!

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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[green_mario]

I'm'a from the Mushroom Kingdom actually... do you know where that is and how I can not be a Koopa?

[sailorlaughter]

Uhhhhhhh...

...is that...a place where Breezies live? [Her tone is very doubtful, but that's the best idea she can come up with for any Mushroom Kingdom in Equestria.]

[green_mario]

... No, mostly Toads live in the Mushroom Kingdom.

[sailorlaughter]

Toads?

[Oh my gosh, there's a world full of talking toads? She just has to tell Fluttershy!]

Nope, sorry! I think you're probably from a different world. Did you used to be a toad?

[jumpthegun]

Somehow, the Skyfire's sense of humor does more to settle John than anything else. The understated wit makes him shake his head and smile back at the dragon as he follows along. If he can just focus on the morbid humor, he'll get through.

The jocularity shifts to some concern at the mention of months. He can understand not keeping track of time, though. It's like a prisoner keeping tally on the walls: rarely good for one's peace of mind.

"You said we were 'pulled' here. By what? And how did we wind up like... this? I don't even remember being knocked out."

[prissyhooves]

"It might as well be." Rarity huffed. "It's almost like reliving the whole Gabby Gums idea except Sweetie Belle and her friends would never stoop so low unlike these ghastly blabbermouths."

Yes, gossip is ok in doses but the whole thing behind Hoovesweek left a sour taste in her mouth. There was a reason why nopony was talking about her recovery and this was the exact reason.

[prissyhooves]

More like the one that had poofed and everyone has made weird conspiracy theories on how and why she vanished without a trace. But if this was not the native Celestia, then was she from a different universe just like the other version of herself?

"Not the local? So can I assume you're an offworlder as well?"

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

"Nobody is really sure of the how and why yet." He shakes his head and looks a bit put out at the remembrance of waking up in his now organic form. "I couldn't tell you how we ended up like this, since I have no idea myself. Last I remember was putting my head down for a nap..."

Skyfire sighed a little and then couldn't help but grin a bit. "I'll tell you... tromping on a limb is a sure way to tell that you're not dreaming."

[appletastic]

"So, uh...don't read it? Couldn't anypony tell you what was really happening?" Applejack wonders. This could mean Rarity was in real trouble not to be able to fix that herself, right?

She can't help but worry.

[pirateponyprincess]

"Oh, yes. From a different Equestria and then some." That whole story can be told later, though.

"What of you? Are you the one that was present when this whole mess started?"

[jumpthegun]

With those claws? John could well believe it. "This is just really weird. You seem to have sorted out walking around in a place made for little horses, though." Who would have thought a dragon could be graceful? "Talking of, are they going to have anything big enough for you to actually drink?" And on that note, how do they drink? Troughs filled with beer. That's significantly less appealing than a regular pint.

Seabiscuit || Seabiscuit: An American Legend

[eatmydustwaradmiral]

1 [Audio, over scrollnet]:

Well. If this place ain't the juciest apple I've ever set eyes on in my life. Don't suppose any of you know a guy called Pollard - Red if you're his buddy? Human, short and scrawny, perpetually beat? Cause he's my jockey, and we got a race to win. You know how it goes.

If this layover means I miss my bout with the Admiral again I'm gonna be in an evil mood, let me tellya.

2 [Action]:
[Hey, have a newpony with a checkered flag on his butt. Have him champing his hooves, and grinning, and waiting for some signal.

Then have him taking off down the track at a speed that would impress Rainbow Dash.

And come back panting and still smiling, checking a clock]

A min and fifty. Not bad. Not good enough, but not bad.

A

[eatmydustwaradmiral]

Hey buddy, why the long face?

[Did the suspiciously realistically colored pony just. Make a horse pun.]

Wait - let me guess. New to this here burg yourself, without a bit of tin or a pint of oats in your saddlebag, with no idea what's up and down. Am I right?

B

[eatmydustwaradmiral]

(Cooking is a new concept to Seabiscuit. I mean, he's had hot water and oatmeal before, but hadn't seen his stablehands prepare it. And he didn't have the dexterity to do it himself at the time.

But this. Wow. Those are some keen smells coming from Bonbon's shop. And he's never seen that much sugar in his life.

So he stops window-shopping and heads in, head bowed, hoof over his chest. Real polite like.)

Hello, babe. What'cha recommend?

(...30's slang could you not do that to Bonbon. Seabiscuit could you not call Bonbon that. Momdammit Seabiscuit.)

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

"I'm used to being the biggest thing around unfortunately. At least here I don't get chased away from towns." Being so large in a time when the normal thought process is, if it's huge, it's dangerous... Well...

He grins a bit at the question. "I normally just get a barrel of something... It's easier on them than trying to order anything else." John might find it either amusing or odd, but they drank out of mugs and glasses just like humans did.

[jumpthegun]

He's going to find it a little of both. It's absurd enough to warrant a laugh and a look askance. The part that catches John's attention for the moment, though, is Skyfire mentioning his size. He'd taken 'crashed' to mean 'crash landed in a spaceship.' Maybe he has to travel around in some sort of suit because of the atmosphere? That would be very War of the Worlds of him.

"Sorry, how big are people usually on Cybertron?" It sounded like some sort of computer world.

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

In a spaceship? He is the spaceship... or was at least. "Hmmm... Oh... average size ranges from about ten to twenty feet... and up..." He's assuming the measurements that he's learned here apply to both his world and John's, but he can't be too sure.

Arriving at the bar, he sat down outside on the edge of the patio and ordered a barrel of decent beer, before pausing a moment. "Do you want something different, or would you just like a couple of mugs out of mine?" Because really, it's not like a pitcher or so taken from the barrel, or adding a different drink order will make much difference.

[jumpthegun]

"Land of the Giants, Cybertron." So being a dragon wasn't much of a step up for Skyfire, then. John couldn't help the small prickle of envy he felt at this information. It was the envy of a man whose girlfriends all neglected to wear high heels for fear of making him look even shorter. It didn't help that Sherlock Bloody Holmes and half of London's finest seemed to top out around six feet.

"I'll take whatever you're having. Ta!" He felt like a bit of a leech just suddenly taking charity like this, but his wallet had been in his trousers... and those appeared to have gone missing in his transition here. The waiter - there was a pony in a bow tie and it shouldn't have been funny, but it was hilarious - hopped off to fetch their order. John just sat back and looked up at Skyfire.

"You're taking all of this very well, it must be said." Focusing on the dragon lets him not focus on himself. That is preferable at the moment.

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

Skyfire shrugs. "It was normal to me... Irritating to be one of the largest around." He grins a little. "At least I'm used to having to bend down to talk to almost everyone face to face. It would be nice to be smaller, even once in a while."

He nodded to the pony when their order was delivered and handed over one of the small, pre-counted bags of bits that he keept in one of the bags tucked under a wing. They'd give him the excess later, or let him know if he owed them a bit more... It was pretty hard for Skyfire to count out such small currency without tools after all. They'd brought out a barrel of local brew for Skyfire and an empty pitcher and mug for John.

Taking hold of the nearly pony sized barrel, he unsheathed a front claw and carefully sliced open the top of the wooden keg. Clearly there was no point in putting a spigot in it. "I'll leave it to you to fill the pitcher... The glass is a bit thinner than I feel safe trying to pick up." It wouldn't hurt him if it did break, but he didn't want to wreck anything.

At his comment of taking it all well, Skyfire just let out a sad sounding sigh. "When you've already lost everything, what difference does it make where you end up staying? I've made friends here... and I still have them..." Now that sounds like a bit of a story, but Skyfire doesn't really sound like he wants to talk about it. Even if it's something he should get off his chest.

[jumpthegun]

John snorts. Everybody likes the view from the other side of the fence. What he wouldn't give to be in Skyfire's shoes... or claws. Or whatever else he might have. "I'll trade you next time they're handing out magically transformed bodies, shall I?"

When their server carries out a pitcher and regular pint glass, John is a little mystified. He goes to prod at it... and manages to pick it up. With a hoof. Sure. That makes absolutely no sense. Of course it would happen. Trying to ignore this latest turn for the bizarre, John fills the pitcher, then his glass before raising his drink to Skyfire. "To found friends."

He takes a long pull off what turns out to be a surprisingly good beer. "All right, so if I'm just going to... be here. What do I need to know? What's currency? Who're we fighting or what are we looking for?" And where is he meant to live? He sees houses with ponies coming in and out, so presumably there somehow human like that, as well.

[prissyhooves]

Oh boy...this was a little complicated to talk about. But it was Applejack, or at least A Applejack so she could tell her the little details, right? Besides, Rarity did hear of some other unicorn using them as kindling...as well as some changelings stealing them right from under the vendor's nose. Good for them.

"Er well...that was a bit complicated. I had just been released from the hospital in Canterlot and there wasn't much reading material..."

[prissyhooves]

She would hope so! Unless the doctors made a terrible mistake...they wouldn't do that!

"Oh, um yes...apparently so. Things...have been a little hectic lately hasn't it?"

Flubbing in front of the princess...ugh, why was she such a fool?

[appletastic]

"The hospital? What were you doing there so long?"

That definitely has Applejack worried. She runs a circle around her friend, looking for signs of injury.

[prissyhooves]

Physically she looked fine. The bumps and bruises healed months ago.

"Well, I had an unfortunate accident a few months ago. While I'm alright physically, my mind isn't in the best of shape."

[pirateponyprincess]

It doesn't take much for Celestia to realize something's up. That was an odd way of phrasing it.

"...Is something the matter, Rarity? You seem troubled."