Sixteenth Quirk | The night is dark and full of terrors (Video - staticy)

[for_realsies]

*Imogen looks like she hasn't slept well the past week, and that she hasn't seen sunlight in a week. Omen (Absol) and Talent (Espeon) look just as ragged, the former just looks dirty while the latter's eyes are closed as they move about in the fresh clean air. The only thing that looks taken care of on Imogen is her dress... it's the one from the icon there. Black straps on the abdomen, a rainbow tutu attached, long sleeves... odd choice of outfit.*

So... ever woken up in a cave you don't remember falling asleep in? Then trying to get out of the cave, finding the exit, running toward it... and ending up in a different cave? THAT WAS MY WEEK!

...And I thought the weird dream about Sasuke hitting on me and taking me for coffee was weird...

Also... do any of you have memories of this place from before you came here? I mean... like... no, it's weird, nevermind!

*Crazy cave dreams, that's all that was. Of her being her from when she was still obsessed with Eli. Yeah. That's it!*

Anyway, I'm trying to figure out how I got to Mount Moon. Thor, Steve, Tony... where are you guys? As I need a bath, a hug, and a massage in... some order or another. And a lift to town. See... Aglon fainted, and I don't have Wildfyre's pokeball for some reason.

...Tell me nobody went surfing up and down the edge of Cinnabar...

Comments

[for_realsies]

...Bigger glasses, darker clothes, lace choker collar?

[artofthestress]

She did seem as if she'd walked out of a vampony story, rather than an explosion in a clothing factory.


... A particularly stylish explosion. That was a compliment!

[for_realsies]

I wasn't that bad!

*Yes you were.*

That was me, just... me from about year ago. I wasn't in the best of places back then. Did I say anything too awful?

[artofthestress]

Goodness, no. We were all just worried about her! ... You. You were all out of sorts!

[for_realsies]

Well, I did just wake up in a world full of impossible creatures and probably questioned my own sanity as it was going on.

This place is really weird, you know! *But she loves that weird now.*

[artofthestress]

Tell me about it. You're not the one who used to be a pony!

... I wonder what you would look like as a pony. Would you be a unicorn, do you suppose? [ The Rarity train of thought is taking the side track. ]

[for_realsies]

Well, yes, basically that but in reverse. And trying to explain you're a pony wouldn't really... work. Not with earlier me, she wasn't very sure of myself.

*PICK A PRONOUN!*

Um... I dunno, would I? I've never really considered what a pony me would be like. Except flawless, of course! *Twirl!*

[artofthestress]

I have to say, my time as a pony was particularly useful for non-believers like Blake, who has doubted my previous graceful form every step of the way! But I showed him. ... I think. Well, I remember intending to go see him, anyway. Can't recall if I actually followed through.

[ She smiles at Imogen's twirl, though. ] Imogen, I dare say you might just have the makings of a unicorn.

[for_realsies]

...Don't tell me you were a pony while you talked to younger me, were you?

*That cannot end well, at all.*

Oh? Is it cause I can twirl? Or because I play with my hair and clothes and jewelry and leave perfect space for a horn with how my hair is?

*...she actually does have her hair perfectly parted for a horn to go there.*

[artofthestress]

Well, yes, I was. We all were! Except for Spike, who changed back into a dragon. And a rather large one, at that.

All of that and more, darling. Unicorns must have a certain poise, a je-ne-sais-quoi, as it were.

[for_realsies]

I'm pretty sure if I were me back then, I would think I was crazy without the ponies talking to me as if we were super super friends. And... I was me, then, so I probably might be right.

Or...

*And then Imogen confused herself.*

Is there a France in Equestria? *Yes, that's Imogen's take-away.*

[artofthestress]

You may be thinking of Prance. And, well, that certainly explains a lot. Well, I'm very glad you're back to normal! ... May I ask what had happened to you to make you so... different?