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TEST DRIVE MEME

♥ Comment in with your characters's name, canon, and universe. Or, comment to others who have posted.
♥ Your characters are now in Equestria. They are also ponies, or creatures of Equestria at the very least.
♥ For those who desire to design themselves a pony for reference, here is a FiM Pony Creator to help out.
♥ The scenario can be anything you want, so long as it takes place in Equestria.
♥ Come on in, characters already in the game! Let's help out potential newcomers!
♥ These test threads can be used for application samples. Commentspam or prose is fine.
♥ Quick, blast off and away, Chrysalis!

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[Well there goes her "Cybertronians don't come in here as ponies" theory. And no, she's not very happy about that. It's almost like this is a pony game or something.]

Oh come on.

[She won't even pretend that she could be mistaken or that she misheard. Those are definitely robot curse words all over the place.]

[Huh, oh... sound is coming from something smaller than him, he's used to that. Enjoy the big yellow pony eyes staring down at you, Arcee.]

What? You got a problem, little guy?

[He might try and stomp Arcee, so don't tempt him.]

[She's fairly certain she'll be able to get out of the way.]

You did not just call me a guy.

And what if I did?

[He calls all the tiny things "little guy", sheesh Arcee.]

[It's not like it's wrong or anything.]

Well for starters, I'm not a guy.

Could have fooled me.

[Telling organics apart? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.]

[Well it didn't take her very long to hate him.]

I can see this was a waste of my time. I'll tell Optimus not to bother.

... Orion's here?

[Sorry cat, you said the magic word. Enjoy a hoof moving to stop you from going anywhere.]

[Wow, it sure doesn't take a lot of effort to walk around that hoof. She even skips a little. Sorry, what was that? Now you want to talk? Too bad she's not feeling very chatty right now.]

[He huffs. Well la di da, guess who is going to follow the cat?

He can do the not talking thing too.]

[Good, enjoy following her for awhile. It's only a matter of time until she finds a small crack in a building she can slip into.]

[You little slagger...

Oh hey, he has wings. Let's see if being airborne makes finding an ugly blue cat easier.]

[SHE SURE DOES LOVE BEING INSIDE. It's warm and cozy and all that other great stuff.

It isn't until late at night that she'll come out again, hoping Whirl has forgotten her by now.]

[Ha ha ha ha.

Nope, perched like some vast predatory horse... Enjoy having a winged pony LAND ON YOU ARCEE. Skree death from above!]

[OH DEAR GOD WHAT

Arcee is certainly not a fan of surprise attacks, and it shows by how she is now digging her claws into those assaulting horse legs.]

[THIS IS WHAT YOU GET.

Ow ow ow, yes Whirl is actually saying ow but know what? STOMPING MORE.]

This would've been slagging easier if you weren't a frikking stuck up organic.

I'm not organic!

[Arcee dances between hooves so she doesn't get squashed. As much as she hates being a cat, she finds that she's a big fan of staying alive.]

[Well now it's more, leggy flailing to not get clawed for a bit before. A wing flap and Whirl is airborne.]

Okay, so what the slag were you? Since you know Orion... Optimus.

[He can be reasonable!]

[No he can't! This is very not reasonable! She shouldn't have been attacked in the first place.]

Obviously not Cybertronian. That'd make too much sense.

[She started it by not telling him anything! Be glad he didn't try picking her up and tossing her into a wall.

Because he'd do that.]

Yeah yeah, what the frikking ever. Autobot?

[Like she'd let him.]

I work with Optimus, you tell me.

[He'd try and that's all that matters.

Glaring at u, Catcee.]

Pax has worked with a lot of freaks over the war, so you never know.

[Landing a bit away, giving you space and stomping his front hoof a bit thoughtfully. This body is weird.]

Name's Whirl, and yours?

[Yes, it is weird. Especially by pony standards. Arcee will forever thank Primus every day that she's not a torso on stilts.]

Arcee.

[She doesn't know a Whirl, but then again she didn't know a Brainstorm, either. Seems like only Autobots she knows are becoming cats... Well, it makes it easier to tell who's from an alternate reality!

That is, if he's like the others in that sense. For all she knows this is a solider she never payed attention to.]

[...]

Oh the psychopath.

Cool, nice to meet you.

[He says it so... plainly, as as if meeting someone who is completely nutters is like getting your daily ration of energon.

His tail flicks and there is a smile on his face.]

[...So he does come from Brainstorm's reality.]

You know, the more people call me that, the more it's closer to coming true.