mallowhallow | Rehearsal 6 (6/21): [Video, from Astralfield]

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Rehearsal 6 (6/21): [Video, from Astralfield]

((OOC: Set not long after this nightmare -- the nature of which means that this post may have some triggery or at least unpleasant-to-read elements. You've been warned!))

[When the video feed clicks on, the first thing of note is that Victor Van Dort does not look like he's having a good day. He's paler than normal (which, if you know him, is quite the feat), his breathing is shaky, and his eyes are wide and haunted. He looks like someone who's just gone through hell -- which, in a way, he has. It's also worth nothing that he appears to be sitting in the hallway of the Hotel that dominates Astralfield, rather than his room. After a moment of staring at the camera, he swallows and tries to speak.]

Everyone, I have to -- to -- oh, I'm s-so sorry. . .I tried, I really did. . .

[But the inevitable’s happened, and now he has to warn people. He looks away, gathering himself before continuing.]

To everyone in Astralfield -- if you -- if you s-see a certain man today -- tall, brown hair, white-l-lensed glasses -- no eyes, j-just glasses -- sharp teeth, and a beard made of d-dripping black gunk -– DO NOT GO NEAR HIM. I don't care if he g-greets you kindly, I don't care if he makes any attempt at p-playing nice -- RUN in the other direction. He's -- h-he's from a n-nightmare I just had and -- and --

[Tears well up in his eyes, and he presses a hand to his face in an attempt to hold them back, slumping to the side as he does. He honestly looks like he just wants to fold over and spend the rest of the day curled up on the floor.]

He’s a monster and I unleashed him and now I d-don’t know what I’m going to do. . .I'm so sorry, everyone, I r-really, really -- ow!

[He abruptly jerks upright again, fear and sorrow briefly replaced with confusion.]

What on earth was --

[Victor stops, staring at something off-screen. Slowly, he reaches down and picks it up, bringing it into view. It’s –- a fork. A barbeque fork, to be precise. But one that’s a lot larger than your average barbeque fork -- and one that looks a lot more dangerous. The three tines taper to almost needle-fine points, and the left-most one seems to have an edge to it that extends down to the shaft. Curling vines are etched into the metal, and fluttering butterflies into the wooden handle -- though those are harder to see because of Victor's fingers being curled around it. Victor stares at it for a long while, turning it slowly. Then his face darkens, and he turns back at the screen. When he next speaks, his voice is lower, rougher -- and angry.]

Do excuse me, there’s been a change of plan. If you see that man, tell me where he is –-

[His fingers tighten on the fork.]

And I’ll take care of the bastard.

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"I think so..." [Pinkie had honestly never thought to ask.] "Princess Celestia - she raises the sun - said the spirit of jealousy consumed her. Ponies didn't enjoy her night, they were sleeping, so she wanted it to be night all the time."

[Pinkie shakes her head, imagine it always being night! ]

"And the Elements are...well...they're necklaces - oh and one tiara -, each with a different coloured stones. They represent Laughter , Honesty, Loyalty, Kindness, Generosity and Friendship. I'm Laughter."

[No surprises there then.]

Oh -- I see. [Sort of -- part of him is reeling a bit over the fact that their other princess apparently has control over the sun. What kind of mad, fantastic world do you live in, Pinkie?] She might have liked me -- before I came to Astralfield, I was a terrible insomniac. I would have had no choice but to find ways to enjoy her night.

[He listens, nodding and smiling a bit when Pinkie declares herself Laughter. Yes, that definitely fits her.] And I assume they're magical, given that they cured Princess Luna of her jealousy possession.

[Wait until she gets around to Twilight becoming an alicorn]

"I think maybe ponies were different when Nightmare Moon first showed up, because I know lots of ponies who have star-gazing cutie marks. Princess Celestia had to send her to the moon, she was there for a thousand years!"

[She giggles at Victor’s comment.] "Thanks! I love making other ponies laugh. And they are! The first five create the sixth! The magic of friendship! The most powerful magic there is!"

[That'll be a trip, yes.]

Perhaps -- wait, she did what?! [The moon? For a thousand years?! That seems -- all right, based on what Pinkie said, Nightmare Moon was a real threat, but still -- a thousand years trapped. . .] Was -- was a t-thousand years really necessary?

I see. . . [He looks down at the fork in his hand again, tracing the vines with his eyes. Just like Alice's Vorpal Blade. He squeezes his eyes shut, feeling a sudden, unaccountable urge to cry.] I miss her so much. . .

[Pinkie tilts her head thoughtful, frowning slightly.] "Gee, I never thought about it before...but well, Princess Luna’s OK now, she and Princess Celestia are working together again, they're sisters."

[Her ears perk up and she leans in.] "You miss someone? Who?"

Still, a thousand years. . .and they're sisters?! [Now he feels absolutely awful for both of them!] I -- I guess I'm glad to hear they're doing well now. . .

[He opens his eyes, blinking a bit.] A -- a dear friend of mine from home. Her name's Alice, and --

[A faint smile appears on his lips.]

You could say the magic of her friendship saved me once too.

[Pinkie tilts her head, considering Victor’s comment.]

"Wow, it is pretty sad! Poor Princesses!"

[She quickly perks up again when Victor mentions his friendship with Alice.] "Awww! That's so nice! But.... I guess she’s not here now?"

Yes, it is. I guess Celestia had a good reason to do it, if her sister was threatening the whole of your world, but. . . [He shakes his head. Perhaps it's not really his place to comment.]

[He smiles briefly] It was nice. She's the most amazing person I've ever known. [Then his face falls again.] No, she -- she's still where I come from. And I'm worried my disappearance might. . .she -- her mind's been in turmoil lately, and I. . .

[He covers his face with a hand. This is all far too painful to think about. Especially with the monster from his nightmares running loose.]

[Awww, Victor, don’t be sad! Or too freaked out when Pinkie pops through the screen to deliver a big hug!]

"Don't worry! I'm sure she'll be OK! All she needs to do is remember your friendship and it'll keep her spirits up. Friendship is the most powerful thing there is!"

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[I'm sorry, did you say 'totally freak out?' Because Victor's just going to scream and drop his chalkboard on the floor. NOBODY INFORMED HIM OF THIS PARTICULAR FEATURE]

What -- how -- how did you -- thanks?!

[His voice has gotten increasing high-pitched as he says that, by the way.]

[Victor’s freaking out has the effect of making Pinkie freak out...at least a little bit.]

"What? Do what?"

[She hasn't noticed she’d broken the laws of reality.]

YOU CAME THROUGH THE SCREEN! OR -- or the board, or w-whatever it's called!

[Victor's not normally a shouter, but he thinks this particular bending of the laws of -- well, everything -- deserves some volume.]

[Poor Victor! Pinkie didn't mean to break your brain. You'll be OK, right?]

"Oh, did I?" [Now that you've pointed it out. Pinkie’s rather surprised herself!] "Um...I just thought it was a window... Sorry."

[Eventually. He just needs to get over the shock.]

W-win -- don't you talk to me through a pillow?

"Well, yeah! But it looks like a window, doesn’t it? I thought it was one!"

[Pft, technology is an ass, isn't it? Although there are screens in Equestria.]

But it's still in a -- pillow. . .

[It suddenly hits Victor just how ridiculous this all is. A pink talking pony just jumped through a screen in a pillow out of another one in his magical chalkboard to give him a hug. After he had a nightmare about Ruin and Bumby that is now walking around and causing him grief. Almost unwillingly, he starts to laugh.]

Oh -- oh dear. . .I'm in Rutledge, aren't I? I snapped and went to Rutledge. . .I'm probably sitting in some padded corner right now, wrapped in a straitjacket and drooling. . .

[He can't seem to stop laughing, even though it's not really that funny.]

[It really isn't...in fact it's even starting to worry Pinkie. Laughter is her element and she loves it, but this kind of laughter is just...

Creepy.]

"No, no straitjackets or drool...And it's me, Pinkie , your friend."

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They -- they have straitjackets where you're from? The pretty colored ponies go mad just like -- like people?

[And with that, the laughter morphs into a sob, and he buries his face in his knees.]

I don't want to be mad I don't I don't and I don't want him running around and I don't want you have to know about him and oh what am I going to do?

[Aww, Victor, Pinkie’s going to start crying! This is just too sad!

She sits down beside him and puts a foreleg across his thin shoulders.]

"We do...not many ponies go mad though. But when they do...look out! It usually happens when we can't do our special talent."

[She gasps.] "Ohmigosh! Is that what's happening to you?"

[Victor wipes his eyes, forcing himself to look up at her.]

N-no, I don't think so. I can still draw here, and I've got that "keyboard" to practice my piano on. . .I'm just broken inside, and some days it's hard to keep myself together.

[After a moment, he slips his arm around whatever passes for shoulders with her.]

I'm sorry you had to see me like that. It's just been a t-tough day, what with that nightmare now running loose. . .and thinking about Alice, and how much I miss her. . .and just everything.

[Awww, Victor, don't apologise! Pinkie can handle it, after all, she may love to smile, but she loves her friends, even when they're sad.

She gives Victor a big squeeze! Not too tight though, he looks rather fragile.]

"It's OK! You aren’t alone here. I’ll help you out no matter what! Maybe we can find a way to contact Alice?"

[Victor appreciates the hug more than you may ever know, Pinkie. He really, really needed that right now.]

I know. I just have trouble remembering sometimes. And I -- I don't know if there is any way to. . .

[His eyes drift down to the fork, currently lying by his feet, dropped as he had his moment of insane laughter.]

Maybe I'll feel better if I put that through whatever passes for an eye socket with that thing I dreamed up.

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