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[ponymeisters]

TEST DRIVE MEME

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You know they're all up on You Tube?

[owengoodfellow]

[Well color him surprised. Someone who actually understands the old tongues.]

Old, new, perhaps even strange.

[He does a half twist in the air, floating down to be eye level with her.]

Is everyone here a pony? Or is it just special cases?

..no I didn't. There goes my freetime. o3ob

[neighfeni]

Most of us're ponies, sir. We got a couple dragons, too, but they're mostly friendly.

[And by that she means they're not attacking people. She blinks when he gets that close. Hello there.]

MWAHAHAHAHAH!!! >8D

[owengoodfellow]

Fascinating.

[He slowly orbits her.]

And what pray tell is the name of this kingdom of colorful kindness I've candidly cantered into so carelessly?

Your evil plan has succeeded

[neighfeni]

[Neph follows him with her eyes, and her ears twitch in his direction, trying not to get immediately into battlemode. Stop that flanking her, man, you're making her nervous. It could be seen as simple alertness, however.]

This here's Equestria. Lots of us ain't from here, though, like yourself.

Yes, good.

[owengoodfellow]

I see~

[She might notice he's gone now, but his voice seems to meander in the air around her.]

And to whom do I have the pleasure of acquainting that does not belong in such a land?

[neighfeni]

[Alright, now it's really hard to not get into a battle stance. So, so hard. Her muscles tense, and she struggles to center herself. But she keeps her voice in the same range as before, smiling, as her ears keep twitching to hear him better.]

Ah'm Nephenee of Crimea, of Tellius. And you, sir?

[owengoodfellow]

I?

[There's a flash of sparkling light above her, as he appears in front or her again, upright and lounging in the air with a bunch of grapes.]

I am Robin Goodfellow. That merry wanderer of the night, m'lady! I jest to Oberon and make him smile, when I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, neighing in likeness of a filly foal~

No less. No more. Than fair and simple Puck.

[He scoffs and shrugs helplessly.]

Though from the looks of it daddy Oberon was taking the text too literally or decided I needed a new punishment. Either way I truly am the ass of the joke this time.