Drift Fleet Inbox/Appointments

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art by anythingapollo
A catch all for Clay Terran at driftfleet.
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Text; 11/27

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gonna lord over u and pretend to be taller, yep

oh also

whatever you do

DON'T TELL THE PONY

DON'T! TELL! THE PONY!!!

Text; 11/27

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Uh- I wasn't planning to tell him?

But why do you say that?

Text; 11/27

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GOOD

ok listen 2 me

when i told everyone it was my birthday??

hE POPPED UP N MY SHIP SOMEHWO AND PULLED OUT A BUNCH OF PARTY THINGS OUT OF NOWHERE AND SANG A SONG AN EVERYTHING

IT TOOK FOREVER TO CLEAN ALL THE CONFETTI

SO DON'T TELL HIm

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[save_the_souls]

...Ah.

Yeah. That sounds like the sort of thing those party ponies do. It's very strange, and frightening.

He didn't have a cannon did he? There was a pink one in Paradisa that had a cannon.

Text; 11/27

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omg

there r more

[HE WAS HOPING... THAT WAS THE ONLY ONE...]

Text; 11/27

[save_the_souls]

Um, yes actually. Apparently there's an entire world of talking ponies like that.

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[Imagining a whole world of ponies just like him......]

allen

allen

what if one of them has a birthday

dos the entire world explode with confetti

Text; 11/27

[save_the_souls]

[ And that makes him laugh. Which Clay can't hear so- ]

lol

Not all of them are like Cheese or the pink one, Cowboy. I think they're strange even by pony standards.

Text; 11/27

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[Yaaay, he got him to laugh! He grins and lays back in his bed, probably looking so dorkily happy to anyone else.]

well thats a relief

id be very very concerend for the survival rate of that world if they were all party ponies ike that

Text; 11/27

[save_the_souls]

...

The Great Party Pony War began with a "Pin the Tail on the Donkey" game gone wrong.

By the time the confetti cleared, not a single banana cream pie had been unthrown.

Text; 11/27

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[Excuse the pause, he just had to read that and LAUGH. HOLY SHIT.]

LMAO

OMG LALEN

Text; 11/27

[save_the_souls]

[He knows it was just a typo from Clay typing too fast. Still out of habit-] Allen.

[And with that out of the way:]

After the Great Party Pony War, "Send in the Clowns" never had the same meaning again.

Text; 11/27

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[Yeah okay whatever BF he knows about you and your name nitpickiness]

it was horrible

streamers and confetti everywhere

the sound of party poppers going off in the middle of hte night

Text; 11/27

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[Yep just his weird weird neuroses, no big deal]

"Help help" they'd hear ponies cry after a round of party poppers. "I can't feel my clown shoes...!"

Text; 11/27

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some of the ponies came back without their clwon shoes

some evne had to have their party hats taken off

there was just 2 much partying too hard

Text; 11/27

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[He has to pause to laugh]

How lamentable, party ponies with party hangover. What a dark period in Party Pony history...

[Ah, that felt good- just joking around like that. Like a nice bit of stress relief after worrying about the holidays and everything going on. He always felt better talking to Clay...]

Hey, are you busy?

Text; 11/27

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very dark. darker than dark matter

[He grins after it all, sitting up after that question.]

nah im just hanging out here

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[save_the_souls]

Or a black hole.

[At least...he's pretty sure those are supposed to be dark. And he grins some]

Then would you mind if I came over and hung out with you?

Text; 11/27

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[... Hee.]

yep, or a black hole :D

[STILL SO HAPPY ALLEN LEARNED THAT ON HIS OWN OK]

come on over

ic ould use a hanging out companion

Text; 11/27

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[ITS EASY FOR HIM TO REMEMBER BLACK HOLES. They eat everything, which Allen has mad respect for that. Mad respect]

Alright, then I'll be right over.

Text; 11/27

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[allen do you identify with black holes]

c u in a bit!

[And he'll just... hang out near his room because he kind of wants Allen to see the new decor they got before heading out to greet him]

Text; 11/27 > ACTION

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[He'll arrive on the ship a little while later, with a bag over his shoulder. His attire is a bit on the black side today. And he does notice the floor and walls as he steps aboard]

- Wow, this ship looks different too...!

[He says to no one in particular. Yeah, someone's pretty used to talking to Timcanpy ok]

Action; 11/27

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You like it?

[It's his voice first, and then Clay himself as he rounds the corner, arms out to gesture to the floor and the arch of the doorway.]

It was like this when we got back! Pretty cool, huh?

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[save_the_souls]

[He gives a nod]

Mm, I do like it. It's very classy! [a small grin] I feel like I should've worn a tie.

[He gives another glance around as he starts walking over to Clay]

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Haha, welcome to the Vanquish! Fancy clothes and ties only. Keep the shoes off the classy floor!

[He grins in return, arms still out as he heads over to wrap Allen up in a hug when they meet.]

Hey. [After being on the Marsiva and getting to see Allen every day and whenever he wanted to, it's already weird going back to the "once or maybe twice a week" schedule.]