sailorlaughter: (Sneaky Pie)
Pinkie Pie ([personal profile] sailorlaughter) wrote in [community profile] itsjustagamerp2013-03-09 09:42 pm
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Turn the Volume Down

Characters: Pinkie Pie, likely the mirrored Mads, anyone on the SoL
Content: Pinkie arrives in space once more, with a plan and a party cannon.
Location: Satellite of Love
Time of Day: Evening
Warnings: None...?

The ride up into space had been the. Best. Possible. THING!

Sure, the takeoff had been a little bouncy, but Pinkie liked bouncy! She was just sorry there wasn't a window in her little hiding spot. Obviously there couldn't have been, or else the whole secret part of the mission would've been over pretty fast, but she'd have liked to see what it was like flying into space. She'd never even really been able to see Earth itself up close!

At least she got to content herself with playing Super Secret Spy Mission. Only this time she wasn't playing - she kinda was a Super Secret Spy! One with a Super Secret Machine, even! And her party cannon. That machine wasn't a secret; she was pretty sure everyone knew about it already. The mare curled up in her little space, one hoof idly playing with the cannon's fuse as they drifted, until a series of bumps and noises made her prick her ears. Oooh, had they gotten to the Satellite already? "Okay, Mini-Cannon," she whispered, puling it around to face the door and crouching beside it like a cat about to pounce. "Get ready!"
itsjustthemads: (Frank - Here's your movie)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-10 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
It was pretty hard to ignore the incoming "present" from Deep 13, even if Frank was currently engrossed in making a new lemur puppet. As such, as soon as it arrived, Frank wandered down to the launch deck to see what it was...likely it would be something very unpleasant. Such gifts from all those crazies in Deep 13 always were.

But if that was the case, then it would probably be better for him to get the brunt of it first. Dr. F would certainly appreciate his willingness to volunteer for awful experiments first, and maybe even carry him into the theater again!

He approached the smoking device cautiously, wishing he'd brought his trusty poking stick to poke at it. "Well this sure is...a big metal...thingiemajigger!"
itsjustthemads: (Frank - Facepalm)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-11 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Frank ventured a little closer, expecting some kind of ticking noise to come from it. What he got instead was even more shocking.

He yelled in surprise as the pink pony suddenly burst out of the compartment, throwing confetti and sparkles everywhere. Frank didn't even have time to dodge before the ponyterror pretty much latched around his neck. He proceeded to start running around and screaming as if a facehugger had just attached itself to him.

"Aaaaaaah! Aaaaaaah! Aaaaaahhhhh!"
itsjustthemads: (Frank - Facepalm)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-11 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
It became a lot more difficult for Frank to run around in circles as Pinkie slid down to his middle, but that didn't stop him from trying. Why was the scary, mean pony going on about parties and best things ever? All he was certain of was that he was going to get a razor blade cupcake in the face at any moment now.

"No! SCARIEST THING ever! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Mommyyyyyyyy! DON'T LOOK AT MEEE!"
itsjustthemads: (Frank - Laughing)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-11 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"AAAAAAAHHHH--ohhh, I guess you did stop being Meanie-Pie, huh?"

Frank stopped his running and flailing long enough to realize that this Pinkie was being a lot nicer than normal. Having her finally let go gave him a lot more room to stagger around and regain his sense of balance. "But sheesh...don't do that!"

He ventured a little closer when Pinkie brought out a box. It was so nicely wrapped! And smelled like cupcakes! All that fright started to vanish at the thought of sweet treats. Those were hard enough to get up here.

"Ooooooh! Can I have one?"
itsjustthemads: (Both Mads - This is serious business)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-11 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Woooow! That all sounds super-duper! I love happy parties. Thank you, Not-Meanie Pie!"

Frank took up a scrumptious-looking cupcake, and prepared to take a bite out of it.

It was then that Dr. F finally wandered down to the launch deck to see what all of the ruckus was about. And the first thing he happened to see was Frank about to take a bite of a mysterious cupcake, with that mean pony that sent them baked bads nearby! Frank was obviously falling for one of their traps again!

Dr. F launched himself towards his riffing partner in an overly dramatic fashion, hand outstretched. "FRANK! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

--And then attempted to swat the cupcake out of Frank's hand upon reaching him.
itsjustthemads: (Both Mads - This is serious business)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-12 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Both the Mirrored Mads watched in amazement as Pinkie made an incredible dive for the cupcake, and managed to catch it seconds before it touched the ground. That was such a spectacular save that Frank practically forgot that it got snatched out of his hand in the first place, and Dr. F forgot why this baked bad was supposed to be so bad.

"No kidding! You get anything cream-based on these floors, and it's never the same again, no sir!" Frank said as if he knew exactly what Pinkie was supposed to be talking about.

"Oh, is that so? Well that's a relief," Dr. F agreed. And then he stopped to think about this some more. "...Wait um. Why are we relieved again?"
itsjustthemads: (Both Mads - La La La)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-13 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
“Mmf! ‘Sgood!” Frank said around a mouthful of cupcake. If it was poisoned, well, that would have to be a risk for later. Because right now, this was a delicious cupcake. “Yewshedhiffum, Dorffirfururshr!”

Dr. F seemed to have forgotten all about the worries of potential sabotage or bad experiments from the Deep 13 evil people in light of the idea of a care package and a party. “Ahh yes, on this Satellite we have many of the same things as you do! Your...cafeteria deck! Your...recreational facilities! Your...automatic pillow-fluffers of Zorgron Five!” The good doctor seemed terribly pleased about getting to explain these technical differences to the new arrival. “So, yes, it is still this way.”

Unfortunately, Dr. F also didn’t seem quite as science-knowledgeable in this universe as he was in his normal one. Or at least as knowledgeable on where everything was. “Well, I have soooome idea of where a big power-thingy is...”
itsjustthemads: (Both Mads - La La La)

[personal profile] itsjustthemads 2013-03-15 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Frank seemed awful excited now, what with both the promise of cupcakes and parties, and getting show off the automatic pillow-fluffers. He finished off the rest of his cupcake, and ducked inside one of the rooms to retrieve one of the strange contraptions. “Here is one! Although maybe it needs new batteries!” He was already thinking about more of those cupcakes, too. It’d been way too long since they’d gotten any baked goods. “Got any more of those yummy-nummies?”

“Well, there’s wires sticking out of this one socket on the cafeteria deck...but I don’t think that’s exactly what you’re looking for!” Dr. F mused. Come to think of it, there were a whole lot of wires sticking out of places here. Maybe they should get a contractor up here sometime to look at that stuff and make sure it was safe.