Day 3
Considering the fact that the date may or may not actually be what I think it is, I changed my dating format. If I'm comatose, for all I know it's only been an hour. So it's Day 3 in "Four Cannon." Speaking of comatose however, I had a dream last night. As in, an actual dream. Very strange, some of the people I met last night were nightguard, feral at that, and they were, to put it bluntly, having an orgy. Bleh. I was actually going to join in, because hey, dream and all, but spaghetti LITERALLY dropped out of my wings. Then, you know, Belle Air, etc, etc. Despite that, I had a surprisingly good sleep. Roofs are very nice things, very comforting.
 
So I've spent a bit of time wandering the town, making a map in my head. It's fairly small, so it's certainly easy to remember. I did find it odd originally that Recon's house was so far off, but in all honesty it's not far. Plus, he seems somewhat... To himself, so it makes sense.
And then after that... Ahhh, trying to fly. Cramps abound! Just moving the damned things even slightly vigorously got me aching. But, still I did it. If I can do it, I want to fly. Weird as this journal, since I'm dreaming, but oh well. A drink sounds nice, so I think I'll bathe quickly and head to the inn.
 
Well that turned into a clusterfuck. I don't even really know where to begin with this one. Unify had a seizure, Ruby became freezing cold... Ah. We, being me and a few other people, took her to the hospital. Unify got taken care of, but they couldn't do anything for Ruby. Apparently she was muttering that she wanted us all to die... Then they - being the people, not the doctors - perform this ritual of sorts, with a piece of rose quartz. We were told to channel our hope into the crystal, and then Cher, I think her name was, sung this song above Ruby. I feel kind of bad, actually. The crystal shattered, and I sort think I may have been part of that. I didn't really know her, so all I could really do was mentally send my empathy. At the mention that Unify remembered something, we all went to the town square, and we ended up finding this snow. Just a square of it. And it grew as we you know this dream is getting messed up. I'm sitting here writing down everything that happened, even these thoughts I'm having about it, and I don't even find that a little weird? I mean, I suppose anything is possible, but with everything that happened I don't think this could be. I mean, Ruby went from being freezing cold to NOT, but it seems like it was only to the people at the clinic! And then I go on to return to the inn and drink, and have a fair time, and act completely normal. I just... Don't get it. This isn't even how I should be reacting to waking up as a pony. It should have come as more of a shock than it did...
Whatever. I'm going to "go to sleep," and hopefully wake up from all of this, and have a good old laugh as I write this all up for 4chan. Be my first writefaggotry, that would be nice...
 
 
*there is something scribbled on the opposite page*
Name is Mary O'Nette. Is town trap maker. Likes dolls/puppets. Kind of creepy. Will evaluate mental status. Also, need to research the effects of being "genderbent" on the human psyche.