TEST DRIVE MEME

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TEST DRIVE MEME

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[hatedthemost]

I...I dunno. I just saw you, and I figured - sure beat hangin' out with those guys.

[He moves as if to lift his metal hand...hoof...thing and point, but wobbles a little and nods towards the ponies in the square instead. Even Arthur's not really scared of little colored ponies, but c'mon.]

[mysterysnack]

... yeah, probably not a bad choice. [Okay, discarding the "food coma" theory, shared dreams usually don't happen.]

So, uh, Arthur... wanna tell me why you're a pony? [Because he'd know. Right?]

[hatedthemost]

I dunno.

I mean, it's a dream, right? Weird shit happens in dreams. [Though he sounds uncertain now. Why'd you have to go and point that out, dream-Mystery?]

[mysterysnack]

It doesn't feel like a dream. Too consistent. [And he could probably tell, so... that assumption is most likely right.]

Besides, usually dreams don't seem like Saturday morning cartoons. [... to him, anyway.]

[hatedthemost]

...yeah, you got that right.

[Okay, give him a minute. Before he scrambles and trips all over his hooves all over again.]

Why am I a pony?! Seriously, what even does this?

[mysterysnack]

Whoa, whoa! Calm down, Arthur! [Mystery, you should have considered he'd freak out. Seriously.]

Could be... a number of things... that I'd be better able to think about on a full stomach. [His stomach grumbles loudly and audibly.] Haven't eaten since I got here. Which...

[Again, now that he thinks about it, things aren't adding up.] How did I get here? Last thing I remember was curling up to sleep.

[hatedthemost]

Calm down? Dude, at least you're still a dog! I've got hooves!

Last I remember I was just drivin' the van. No horses or...or weird lights, or anything.

[mysterysnack]

Still a dog. Right. [Well... about that... it seems that he's actually a dog instead of, y'know. Something else. He's been trying not to freak out too much about that.]

... if that's the case, uh... I hope whatever brought us here at least remembered to stop the van.

[hatedthemost]

...woah, you think it's just still goin'?

[Because if the two of them are here, then...]

Dude, we've gotta see if Vivi's around too.

[mysterysnack]

Yeah. Probably a good plan. Gotta look for a bright blue horse.

[Because if she's not, then the possibilities get so much worse. Mystery's going to start wandering off into more populated areas, hoping to catch a glimpse, but... with everything so colorful, it's hard to tell what's what.]

[hatedthemost]

Yeeeeeah, no problem...

[Arthur follows behind Mystery, noticing the same thing as he looks around. There's about a million brightly-colored horses around here. A lotta blue ones even, but as he looks at each of them, none of them really look much like Vivi. Some are the wrong age, some are guys...]

This place seems pretty big, man. She could be anyplace. [He keeps his voice low, trying to look natural. For a bright orange pony with a metal leg. It kinda seems like a lot of the other horses are looking at them funny.] Maybe we should, like...ask around?

[mysterysnack]

Somehow, I think going up to strangers and asking "have you seen a bright blue pony" isn't going to help us a whole lot. Besides, we're getting some stares... don't think they're used to a talking dog. [Oops. But... might as well try.

He wanders up to some poor random bystander and asks if they've seen "a bright blue pony with a blue scarf and violet glasses". Turns out the answer is "no". Mystery is looking a little disheartened.]

[hatedthemost]

They're talking horses!

[Seriously. No room to judge there. But hey, he'll do his part and just go ask this other pony about it!

Aaaaaaand return equally empty-handed. Hooved. Damn, this is weird.]

No luck there. But, uh, he says there's a library that way? [Arthur had just sorta started rattling off places he thought Vivi might end up at, if she found herself as a pony in some kinda pony town. He's glad none of the more spooky options got a positive.] Also I guess they're kinda used to people just droppin' outta nowhere here. Somethin' about some kinda welcome wagon.

[mysterysnack]

Wait wait, what? They're used to people showing up out of the blue? [Things apparently have become much more serious now.] So... we're not the only ones that are... uh, not originally from around here.

Which means that somebody or something is pulling people in. Which means we're looking either at mass hallucinations, a mass shared dream, or... something reaching across dimensions, maybe? [Whatever the conclusion, it's way out of the Skulls' usual scope. Which means that it'd do good to find Vivi as soon as possible. To the library!]

[hatedthemost]

He didn't know much more about it, just that they show up. And there's a bunch livin' on some farm outside town?

[To the library! Vivi would be a helluva lot more help in figuring out this kinda thing than him; he just misses his hands.]

...sounded like they must've been there a while. [Which is possibly very bad.]

[mysterysnack]

Yeah, if they established a whole farm. Did he say how many people were on it? [Because if it's just a handful, then maybe not that much of a problem. If it's a whole bunch, then... potential crisis.]

... so wait. You've got a robotic hoof? That's... weirdly specific for that to transfer over. [Just now noticed it, huh, Mystery?]

[hatedthemost]

Nah, I didn't really ask. Didn't sound like they were all on the farm, though, just a bunch.

Guess so. [He pauses to lift the hoof, looking at it. Yeah, he'd definitely noticed it right away. Arthur kinda gets where Mystery's comin' from - if whatever the hell was gonna make him a horse, why not just throw in a new leg, right? But he's not really sure how he would have felt about that. It wouldn't change anything.] Feels weird, walkin' on it. But it still moves okay. Which is really good, 'cause I dunno what I'm supposed to do if it locks up or somethin'.

[He's learned to do minor repairs on the arm since having it, but he doesn't use his mouth.]

[mysterysnack]

Better hope somepony in this place knows how to do fine tech repair. [... hold on.] "Somepony"? Did I really just say that?

[Mystery takes a moment to stop walking and audibly facepaws.] I swear I didn't mean to say that on purpose. I meant to say "somepony". I mean "somebody" Somebody! [Wow.]

... this place is messing with me.

[hatedthemost]

Woah, really? You can't even say somepo - body - somebody. Everypony? BODY, everybody. Why in Tartarus is -

[Pause. You probably know him well enough to know he doesn't normally reference Greek mythology in casual conversation, Mystery.]

Yeah, dude, we've gotta get outta here. I can't deal with this.