Getting to Know You~

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Characters: Pinkie and everyone else!
Content: Meet and greet party! Get to know your fellow SoL'ers! THREADJACK EVERYTHING
Location: Deck 4
Time of Day: Next...Monday Evening, A.D.? o.0
Warnings: Sugar and hyperactivity

A few minutes ago, the following message went out over the Cambot network:

YOU'RE INVITED!

Welcome to the Satellite Party! Right now on Deck 4!

Come get to know everyone and make new friends! Refreshments will be provided! Everyone welcome!

Even though she hasn't had very long to get the party ready, Pinkie's still somehow found time to completely furnish Deck 4 with tablecloths, balloons, and streamers. She's already found the media deck, too; there's a hastily gathered collection of party music.There's also a punch bowl, a sheet cake that reads "SATELLITE OF PARTY", and some cupcakes, just in case the first cake isn't big enough for everyone. The pony herself is standing by the door wearing a party hat and nearly vibrating in her excitement to greet her guests. Despite her efforts, she's fairly sure she hasn't met everypony on the Satellite yet, but she totally will now! And everyone will make friends with each other, and the Satellite will be 500% awesomer!

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[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

Shit, that weird horse just flew in out of fucking nowhere, and Falco's path to freedom was blocked. Why was it always the pink chicks that caused the most headaches?

Falco stared at the cupcake for a second before awkwardly taking it off of Pinkie Pie's head. "Yeah, uh. Falco. Look, lady, I'm kinda busy right now..."

Well, no he wasn't, but hey. He actually hadn't had a chance to think of a good excuse since she was on top of him faster than a Venomian jet fighter.

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"Great to meet you, Falco!" Pinkie responded happily, shaking her mane back into place. "I've never met a talking bird before! That's totally cool!"

The rest of his words had Pinkie tilting her head up at him. "Awww, but you haven't even met anybody yet! Well, except for me, I guess, but don't you want to meet everyone? After all, we're all stuck up here together!" The pony looked up at Falco with wide blue eyes. He totally couldn't leave now! Right?

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

"What, you only got horses where you're from or somethin'?"

Falco snorted and looked away from the sad, buggy eyed pony. Girls. Why'd they all do that? "I argued with some weird naked gorillas over the network thing a while ago. Guess that counts as meetin' 'em."

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Pinkie stopped to think about it, one hoof to her mouth. "Wellllll, we have ponies and dragons and cows and...I guess griffons are kinda like birds, at least in the front, but then they're sorta liony, so nope, no birds!"

The sad buggy eyes were, unfortunately, just a natural side effect of being a pony. They quickly went away, however, as Pinkie blinked at Falco's choice of terms. "Oh, you mean like Riku and Terra and everyone? They're not gorillas, silly, they're called humans! But I don't think I've seen a naked one yet - they must really like wearing clothes."

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

"That's a little weird. Well, I guess alla this shit's pretty weird."

Falco took one last look towards the exit and sighed. Seemed like he wasn't going to be going anywhere any time soon. "I meant naked as in furless but yeah, those human things. Apparently they don't like bein' called gorillas. Whatever."

[sailorlaughter.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I guess being teleported onto a satellite floating around in space to listen to bad stories is pretty weird," Pinkie agreed with a completely straight face. If she was being sarcastic, she wasn't showing it at all. "But it's kinda cool too, don'tcha think? I mean, I've never ever been in space before, and now I'm throwing a party here!"

She wasn't really standing directly between Falco and the door anymore; in truth, she'd probably already forgotten about her mission to keep him socializing. But was the bird bad enough to save himself from more pink party funtimes?

[game-over-pal.livejournal.com]

"I'm used t'space. Spend mosta my time flyin' ships for a living. Bein' stuck in one place like this is drivin' me nuts."

This was probably the first conversation Falco had had since arriving that didn't turn into a shouting match. Not that he didn't have anyone but himself to blame for it, but it was kind of nice not being pissed off for once. Sticking around for a while probably wouldn't be too bad.

"Y'got any booze, or was this satellite conveniently out of it?"