001 || [Video]

[heavensmostadorable]

[The video feed comes online, and for a few moments, nothing but the evening sky and the top of someone's head. There's quiet mumbling, incoherent and drowned out by the sounds of hands fumbling around with the communication device. It's kind of apparent that he has no idea, and it's definitely true. Samandriel's never used human technology, or whatever this is, so he's definitely a little lost on what to do and how to do it. Angels don't normally need this sort of thing, okay?

Regardless, it's not too long before the shaky image lowers and the face of a young man comes into view, the streets of Orlea in the background, and he looks a little...distressed. On top of that, he's confused, and highly anxious, all of which manages to come across in his expression and movements, the way he twitches a little just once in a while, and how he often glances around himself. Though, it's not clear if he's trying to figure out where he is, or if he's looking around with the fear that someone might find him. Eventually, a faint breath is drawn, and eyes are looking at least in the general direction of the camera.]

...Hello? I, ah... I was told I could communicate with others through this device? I don't fully understand, but... I don't understand very much of what's happened today. It's all...very confusing. [The corners of his mouth tug down in a light frown for a moment, then he shakes his head as thought he's done trying to sort it out.] In any case, it seems that somehow, I'm stuck here...

[There's a pause, and something of a resigned sigh as he wonders whether being stuck here might be better than still being back where he had been before. Things had been grim, and now...well, now he had little idea of what was going on, but it was better than pain at least. There had been a lot of that before he'd found himself here, too.]

My name is Samandriel. I...don't suppose any of my siblings are here? It seems unlikely, but a familiar face would prove nice at this moment... Or even perhaps someone who could direct me to somewhere to stay?

[There's a hopeful look into the camera, though it soon dissolves back into distress, and he glances away once more.]

2 // video&private text

[sneakyshoes]

[ _{he's quiet and looks dreadfully tired. he's certainly better than he was the last time he was on the network, but he doesn't seem to be really happy about it. his apartment is dark, but he's not bothered.} ]

'm starting to get a hang of this place.

I'm currently living in Orlea with ...a friend of mine. It's comfortable but boring. I'm looking for something to do. It's boring.

[ _{he doesn't realize he's said the same thing twice.} ]

I've been told I used to like to solve problems.. If you'd like to try me out, that would be helpful.

Or you could just send me stories. Anything will do.

( private text to Porrim )

Cupcake the First Ω | Welcome to Pillowland

[cupcakes_cupcakes]

[The feed opens with a normal scene, well as normal as it can be in Mallowhallow, just pillows.

And then...]

"Wheeeee!"

[Suddenly a pink pony appears in the frame, obviously coming down from a bounce, before boinging out of frame back into the air.

This goes on for a few more seconds, before the pink pony comes to a stop, her bright pink mane continuing to bounce.]

"Isn't this amazing! Equestrians turned into cotton candy! Or pillows..." [She pauses to poke at the ground with her hoof.]

"Pillows, I guess, but still great! I could bounce all day!"

[Pinkie pauses for a moment and then looks about curiously.]

"Where is everypony? Hello? Twilight? Dashie? AJ? Fluttershy? Rarity?"