dear_mun | Apping into mylittlejamjar

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Apping into mylittlejamjar

Wait.

Wait just a moment.

YOU DID WHAT? You've had some insane ideas and I've entertained them for my own amusement, but this time is way too far. Putting me into some happy and bright game where you're a bright pastel colored pony is not going to happen. I don't care how hilarious you think it is, I'm not turning into some smiling and singing pony. It's not going to happen.

STOP LAUGHING.

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[Demyx knows he shouldn't laugh. He really shouldn't. Larxene will kill him.

He's snickering anyway.]

I really can't imagine you as a pony.

[DEMYX, SHUT UP.

But no really, she makes a pretty cute pony despite the temper and everything.

Sort of.

She might want to set various things into a state of electric fire, but beside the point.]

Unfortunately she's already got a mental image of how it would look. It's not pretty or cute or anything else, it's degrading.

To be honest, that's pretty much what they have us here for anyway, isn't it? Degrading us, I mean.

[And now he actually is trying to imagine her as a pony.]

... I don't know if your hair would work. It'd make you look like a bug.

[Demyx never was actually very good at shutting up.]

She was pretty good at avoiding that until recently...

[...

Hey, hey Demyx.

You know that temper? Might want to move before you get hit with one of her knives.] IT'S PERFECTLY NORMAL HAIR AND I DON'T LOOK LIKE A BUG.

[Yeah, now would be the part where he steps to the side.]

Hey, hey, calm down. I said you would. If you were a pony.

... Wait, crap. Never mind, forget I said anything!

[Prooobably for the best.]

DOESN'T MATTER. Saying it would if I was a pony still means that it looks like that when I'm not. My hair is normal.

No, it doesn't! I mean. Not necessarily, anyway. Your hair would look a lot weirder on a pony.

[Among proverbs Demyx has apparently not heard, or at least is ignoring: "If you're in a hole, stop digging."]

We've got tons of people with hair weirder than yours. Heck, I think my hair is weirder than yours.

Really now. An equine transformation does not necessarily merit a cheerful demeanor. Have you ever met Shady?

[Why is there a talking colorful pony trying to calm her down? This really isn't helping her demeanor.]

No. And I'd like to keep it that way.

Hrm. My mun tells me that you likely wouldn't if you played this game. Evidently the Ponyland I come from and the Equestria you would be going to are not quite the same place.

There's two places with talking pastel horses? Sounds like a brand of childish hell to me.

More than that, according to the mun, though she only seems at all interested in mine and this Equestria. As for hell, my own homeland is actually at a nadir in terms of hellishness.

[Huh. Well. She's suddenly glad none of these places seem to exist in her universe. Mostly.]

How many others, exactly? Been around the universe a bit and I can't remember any worlds with talking ponies.

Two or three more, she believes. She says it has to do with generations of a toy? I must admit, it's a bit incomprehensible to me--which is not the most pleasant of feelings.

Two or three more...

I guess it's not as unusual as talking lions or talking sea animals. If they exist I guess talking ponies is just as possible.

Five different tribes of us, at least in my world! The mun says that only the three united tribes exist in Equestria.

[That is waaaay too many ponies in her opinion.]

Five? What differences can horses have?

Well, you have your Earth Ponies, who I am given to understand most closely resemble the non-sapient equines of Megan's world. Then there are the winged Pegasi, which is what I am. The tribe of Unicorns is distinguished by the magic-channeling horn on their foreheads. The tribe of Sea Ponies lacks both forelegs and backlegs, instead possessing fins and a curled tail. They have the ability to hold their breath for much longer periods of time than non-marine equines. And the tribe of Flutter Ponies is similar the Pegasi in that they have wings, but their wings are insectile, not feathered, and their bodies much spindlier than is the norm for the three united tribes of Pegasi, Unicorns, and Earth Ponies.

[More information than she really wanted to know, but since she asked for it, she really has no reason to be angry about it. But it's so strange to think of horses like that, different from what she's used to seeing.]

Hu...h. More than I thought I'd hear.

The relations between the five equine tribes at various points in history is a fascinating subject.

I don't know, this is rather enjoyable! Look at these!

[He flicks his abnormally long ears up, down, all around. Many they are so cool. He could direct air traffic with these.]

[Stare.

Stare some more.

Yep, nope, not happening.]

Enjoyable? You must be rather simple to be amused by that.

[He laughs and shakes his head.]

No. Just able to find joys in the little things in life. Usually those little things are a wide variety of individual molecules which when put together in certain situations form a vast multitude of beautifully unique chemical compounds, but even plotting out the isomers of a completely new chemical formula is best enjoyed sparingly so it doesn't lose its charm.

Besides, the ears are new.

[That... sort of flew over her head, sad to say. Or more like she wasn't really listening, but either way she just continues to stare at him either way.

Stop rationalizing being a pony, it's not working.]

How are ears new? Did you have just ear holes like a reptile or something?

No, no, these ears are new. I used to have perfectly boring small ears without any swivel capability whatsoever. I was a human before this. I do miss thumbs, a little, but the rest of it's very nice.

Ears that swivel. You're excited over swiveling ears. No, I reinstate your being a rather simple and easy to please person... pony... thing. I think I'll keep the thumbs, thanks.

So what do you take joy in, then?

[He decides that it might be best for the purposes of this conversation to not mention he's also absolutely enchanted by the idea of being able to burst into song anywhere at any time without anyone minding.]

[For the best, yes, she will absolutely throw her hands up in the air and walk off if that is mentioned. Talking horses is one thing, singing is a whole different thing. Ignoring the fact there's a world of talking sea animals that sing, but you know.]

Seeing others in pain, causing them pain, and electricity. You can see why I'm not fond of the horses thing.

Oh. Well. Mmm.

[Granted he's from a world where pulpy mad science tropes are living and breathing things, but jeez. She doesn't look like an evil overlord.]

I can agree with you on the electricity front. Marvelous stuff. I have a friend who's been perfecting electricity concentration to the point where he can call down lightning anywhere he so chooses, provided he's got a focus point. Very impressive stuff.