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!"
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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!"
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