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[Scenario A]

The world had ended and the old gods with it; and yet, why did he find himself afflicted with another curse upon him. Not only that, but he felt the same power he had come to loathe still burning his soul though its grip was different; familiar, but weaker. Who held them now without the old Queen? Was this left to his control? He didn't know, and he doubted he would find an answer shortly in this... place.

It's not Erion - not the old world, or the new flourishing realm he and Gwendolyn had been left to. There was life for one. He could sense it, and even see the distance town from this forest he found himself in despite night having fallen. His eyes had always been different, but this was new, even for him. All of this was, and he hated it. Black claws gouging the ground, the attached-but-folded wings to scaled arms opened slightly, and the growl he released was not human. The red-tipped tail whipping behind him did nothing to quell his anger either, but it make smoke curl from his fangs.

He was a dragon. Somehow, something or someone (not that he could see how), saw fit to curse him like this. Why? His tail lashing again, and he didn't feel himself whip the scroll that had appeared beside him. It rolled open as his growling got worse and his eyes turned red, the right glowing more than the red. The black scales heavily plating him seemed to writhe like flames as the roar finally echoed from his throat.

[Note - Scroll is on for the end half, but ponies probably heard him anyway. He'll burn out momentarily.]

[Scenario B]

Equestria? Ponyville? It was peaceful, but all too strange for Oswald. No, he came to the town once, but then returned to the place they call the Everfree Forest, feeling much more comfortable hidden in its shade. Though he still despised this form - even more after peering at his reflection, he found himself coming to using his new limbs easily. The wings attached to his arms and claws didn't hinder him as much as before, and his talons weren't kicking up as much dirt. It would take longer for flight to be so controlled however.

Claws clicked as he crossed from earth to stone, his dark form slipping into the cave that had previously been occupied by another. He found it some time after he come to this... world. It had been occupied, but the previous own had been expelled after a brief fight and chipping several of Oswald's scales. It didn't have to happen, but he only defended himself as expected. To the victor the spoils of course; a bed of gold and gems which he had no other use for except to sleep on them.

Considering he had been marching about for a few days without proper rest, the black dragon crept his way onto the treasure heap and flicked a few coins aside before laying down. There were still thing in this place he did not understand especially this 'friendship' being magic in this realm. If it meant returning to the place where he belongs and being human once more, he would have to find out.

Exhaling, he turned his head and slowly allowed his eyes to close, only for them to open a split second later. Pupils contracted and stared out, waiting to see who had decided to come this way.

[OOC: As it suggests, trespassing on his newly acquired cave.]

Once all the flaming and the roaring has died down, a voice pipes up from alongside the big dragon. Or is he a wyvern? She's not super sure.

"Hi! What're we roaring about?"

He's still simmering when he notices the pink creature speaking to him, and his first reaction is to jump back. Only, he can't really jump in this form. Oswald does manage to spring a few inches, knocking over a tree, but that doesn't matter to him. It's head was shaped like the Vanir Unicorn units, but it wasn't like them exactly. What manner of creature..?

Oswald doesn't say anything, but just stared, trying to make sense of the talking pink animal.

Pinkie stands and stares as well, tilting her head slightly as the dragon flails about. Well, okay, swing and a miss. Let's do it again!

"Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! Do you like cupcakes?"

"... Cupcake? What is a cupcake?"

He has no idea what this Pinkie Pie is talking about.

Luckily, she has encountered this before.

"This is!" Pinkie Pie pulls a large cupcake out of thin air. "It's chocolate, see? THIS one is, but there's other flavors! They're like little bitty cakes in cups you bake and then you can carry them around and eat them whenever you want!" That may not have been helpful if he doesn't know what cakes are either. Oh well. "Just eat it! That's the quickest way to find out!"

What sort of magic...? He almost growls at the sudden appearance of this 'cupcake', but looks it over warily as Pinkie Pie explains what it is. It smells sweet, and almost seems similar to some of the confections the Pookas would make in their shop. Small cake in a cup, huh? He isn't so sure about eating it though; not when he just met the Pinkie Pie.

"..."

Pinkie stretches out further, balancing on two hooves in her effort to foist the cupcake onto the dragon. "That's when you put it in your mouth, and then you chew and swallow! You've gotta do it a lot, y'know."

What? She's met robots! Lots of people didn't have to eat before!

He still doesn't know what to think of the Pinkie Pie, but he does consider the possibility of being poisoned. Dragons didn't seem affected by most toxins. The beasts, when he was told about them, had their own magic protecting them. Only his psypher blade had actually managed to fell them save for one. If eating this 'cupcake' was the only way to get this one to stop insisting, he may as well and trust this new both to be unaffected by poison.

Reaching with his claw, his wing drags and he's not sure about grabbing it without crushing it. Instead, he ends up piercing it with a claw and bringing it back to his mouth. There's no several bites to eat it, but only one.

"THERE you go!"

Pinkie bounces happily. Apparently she's not bothered by the stabby claws plunging around near her hooves. "So do you like it?"

He still doesn't know what to make of this Pinkie Pie. She doesn't behave like anyone he's known before and he isn't sure how to react. So, he'll contemplate over the cupcake and her question instead of trying to watch her.

"It is... good." He doesn't know what else to say. It's sweet; nothing to wax poetic about.

"Ooooh, you CAN talk!

No one ever accused Pinkie Pie of having too much tact. "I'm glad you like it!" she continues, bouncing around him in a circle. It's only the not-talking thing that keeps her from jumping right up on his back, like she does with Dante. "So what's your name? You just got here, right? I think I would've noticed you around!"

He grunts, watching the pink form hop around him. Was talking not common for dragons in this place? He doesn't have the chance to ask about it just yet; not even if there are other dragons here. He doesn't know either if he would be fine if there were only Pinkie Pies. "... My name is Oswald. Where is 'here'?"

He had all of his ducks in a row after Tirek. To see something else screaming and roaring over the scrolls meant he would be on the front lines before anybody could protest. After suiting up and slinging a shield over his back, he made a beeline for the Everfree, knowing that it wouldn't be long before others would come investigate.

Call Ponyville just a little knee-jerky after everything that's happened lately.

Bounding over the underbrush he emerged, finally face to face with the great black beast. It had a scroll somehow... whether it was given to it or it stole it from another pony was unclear.

"Not two freakin' weeks pass by without some bastard lookin' to wreck the place! The hell d'you want?" He pawed the ground and hunched his shoulders.

His body is still coated in shadow flames, looming red eyes and new fangs the only shapes to truly differ from the rippling across the new form. Claws turned and ripped at the ground, faint hissing escaping him now after his bellow.

Eyes darting first, Oswald turned on the individual that yelled at him, tail lashing the ground. Who was it? What is it? He doesn't know, but he does make out a shield. The hissing rolled back into growls and he found himself hunching forward as he would to impose his own presence before a battle. However, it was now massive shoulders and claws pressing down, wings waving open as though threatening to pounce on prey.

What was to say that wasn't his intention should they actually attempt to attack him?

Even the most solid of men, bearing hearts of stone would be foolish not to flinch in the face of such a display. Though Kanji did not turn and flee, he lowered his head and endured the sheer sound of the dragon.

"I asked you a question, damn it! Whose scroll didja steal? That scream of yours popped up all over the network!"

"..."

There was something. Though Oswald held his stance, he did let out a breath as though attempting to speak. Still, now he was being accused of being a mere thief? The dark flames rolled higher and he moved a claw forward.

He backed off a step, but set his jaw and lifted his head. "Y'don't scare me, dude. I wanna know what the hell's goin' on here. If ya came dragged in from Hell or somewhere else and wanna hurt anybody, then I'm takin' you down right here n' now!"

"Or... maybe you're one'a the rare ones that gets turned into a dragon when ya show up here in Equestria. But they don't usually get dumped in the Everfree... usually it's Ponyville."

Sounded as though the challenge was placed, but Oswald stopped and turned his head, the shadows beginning to ebb off as the other continued rattling on. Equestria? Everfree? Ponyville?? He doesn't understand, but it sounded as though this... beast could provide him with an answer.

Powers disbursing, black scales, white horns and mane reappeared, the red receding to irises only. The right eye still glowed, but at least he was back to normal... for the most part. "What do you mean?" His voice was gruff - even more than usual - but at least he could still talk.

He watched as the dragon changed before him, and was all the more curious. His buddy Dante was a dragon, and another a bear... having some people turn into something other than a pony was kind of rare, but not unthinkable.

"We're, uh, taken from our worlds and put here as ponies or some other kind of animal. You were probably human once, yeah?"

"Another... world?" There were others beyond Erion? But how? He didn't understand this at all. However, at the question of whether he was human before, Oswald turned his head the other way. "... I was."

Still, he's not too sure how human he considered himself.

"...So that explains the scroll. We all get one when we land here. You can talk to other people with scrolls if ya talk at the paper a bit and send it off." He eased his body language and breathed a sigh.

"People're pretty nice here. Don't be like me and growl at 'em or whatever- they can get spooked. It's give n' get here, so if ya relax n' be friendly... y'know." He turned and nodded into the woods.

"I guess as apology for threatening to pick a fight with ya, I'll leadja to Ponyville, meet Nephenee and get a place to stay."

"..." He hadn't even been aware of the scroll, but now that he looked around, Oswald found the parchment the other referred to. Raising a claw, he pawed at it, rolling it back towards him just enough to look at it. He didn't understand how this was meant to speak with others here... or why he should bother attempting that. Still, that meant this world had some sort of magic.

Eyes back on the quadrupedal animal, he felt himself frown, but didn't know if it was expressed. If the others were so timid, he probably shouldn't be around them. Relaxing wasn't entirely something he was able to do; not with his own curse back.

"... Is it necessary for one to reside in this... Ponyville?"

Kanji was two steps in when he asks the question, and the earth pony comes to a stop, peering over his shoulder.

"...Not really, no. Some of us live here in the Everfree Forest. The, uh, more private ones do. Place is full of monsters, so most of us live in town where it's safer."

He shrugged. "But you're a dragon, so I imagine you could stick it out out here."

Monsters... At least that didn't sound unfamiliar to him.

Either way, that was all he needed to hear. If the Everfree was inhabitable, then he was going to stay here. Oswald doesn't say anything as he turned the other way to go deeper into the forest.

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