Entry tags:
Homeless, voicetesting.
Dear Mundane,
While I appreciate this is something of an early Christmas gift to yourself - coming out of your 'brony closet' and getting back into RPing after nearly a year without it, I don't appreciate being pulled from my patients and rounds to come here for your amusement. Besides, if what that Twilight we met on LJ said is right, mixing past and future ponies could be dangerous.
Oh? My mother's here? Well, then, I'll have to stay for a bit, make sure she's doing alright. Perhaps it'll do her good to have some family here - wait. I'm from before she had me? That's... well, I still love her. The Great And Powerful Trixie is a Great and Powerful mother and unicorn.
Perhaps I can learn something about medicine here, too.
Sincerely curious,
Trixtan
While I appreciate this is something of an early Christmas gift to yourself - coming out of your 'brony closet' and getting back into RPing after nearly a year without it, I don't appreciate being pulled from my patients and rounds to come here for your amusement. Besides, if what that Twilight we met on LJ said is right, mixing past and future ponies could be dangerous.
Oh? My mother's here? Well, then, I'll have to stay for a bit, make sure she's doing alright. Perhaps it'll do her good to have some family here - wait. I'm from before she had me? That's... well, I still love her. The Great And Powerful Trixie is a Great and Powerful mother and unicorn.
Perhaps I can learn something about medicine here, too.
Sincerely curious,
Trixtan

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W-what!?
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Well, you know I'm sure how ponies can come from the past or future here. So, through whatever magic muns use to do that, mine decided to place me here and now even though I'm from the future.
Are you alright? You look a little pale, let me take your pulse...
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So... you're my... future son?
[She has no idea what to feel about this, but she lets him take her pulse.]
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[Trixie closes her eyes and breathes a little.]
What... Trixie wonders what happened for you to be born.
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[He nuzzles his head to hers, briefly.] And you did a wonderful job. I wouldn't choose anypony else in all of Equestria for a mother.
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Really...?
[Trixie instinctively flinches away, but since this is her son, HER SON, she forces herself to accept the nuzzle. She gives an unsure yet prideful smile. This is weird.]
W- well, The Great and Powerful Trixie is the most dazzling, awe-inspiring, and amazing equine to ever grace Equestria with her presence...!
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Mothers are supposed to hug their children, right? She'll... she'll do that. She pulls her son into a somewhat uncertain hug.]
Er, thanks.
[She tries not to sound as weirded out or uncertain as possible.]
...Trixie wonders how things have... been going for you.
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It's alright, Mom. Nopony expects you to just be fine with this. Give it time to sink in.
Well, I'm a doctor. And although it took three days with no sleep, my assistant and I were able to create an antidote for a previously lethal poison that many foals mistake as being an edible plant. I've written the formula down and mailponies should be making rounds to spread the news of how to make it to other doctors throughout Equestria soon.
[Please, please, please be proud of him. It's all his little workaholic heart wants. He tries not to look nervous.]
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...Okay. Trixie will allow herself the adequate amount of time for all this to... sink in.
[Trixie's sort of a workaholic, too, but at least she keeps her schedule time to relax and sleep. And go on adventures with someone from one of her favorite series of novels. While she's glad to hear that there's a cure for poison...]
You spent three days awake?
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[He's not taking bad care of himself. He's putting others' care first.]
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Trixie allows herself time enough in her schedule to sleep and eat. She approves not of skipping meals. Besides, if she were to die, she wonders how she could possibly dazzle everypony with her enticing stories of awe.
...She wonders how you are to cure everypony of vile illnesses if you starve to death.
[...WHY DOES SHE FEEL SO CONCERNED FOR THIS PONY? IS THIS WHAT BEING A MOTHER IS LIKE?]
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[Nevermind he's got thin legs and a lanky build that shows just how little that's helped.]
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The Great and Powerful Trixie demands you to begin working with a schedule that includes eating and sleeping.
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...I had two tulips this morning. [That counts as a meal, right?]
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Trixie is confounded as to how you would be able to work on such a cure if you are not alive to do so. She demands you to follow her. We're going to a restaurant right now.
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[When she hears that rumbling stomach, her mouth twists into a smug smirk.]
See? The Great and Powerful Trixie knew fully well that you were in need of proper nutrition.
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And does my Great and Powerful Mom have a suggestion?
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[Trixie thinks for a few seconds.]
...Trixie may have a few. She suggests we share a large bowl of pasta salad, along with a sandwich or two.
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But of course. The Great and Powerful Trixie always knows when to have lunch, and you will be able to inform her of things yet to come for her.
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[It's not a pleasant memory, but he nuzzles her affectionately.] You make it through like a champion. You were back to your normal magic levels in record breaking time; it's who you are. But Celestia help me, I just about went out of my mind trying to make sure you were okay.
Other than that, nothing bad ever happened. You have a good life. And a little fanclub... that hates me for not being the great showpony you are.
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That's... um. Good? ...That you had gotten your cutie mark, I mean.
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