gettin meta

[chaotic_scribbles]

"Because it's a big gathering of ponies, and heroes usually go to big gatherings, because what they're looking for is usually there, but there's stuff there that will affect one of the heroes and..."

He trailed off, a sour taste having formed in his mouth. He rose slowly and spat. "Uh, sorry. I think I'm getting too meta... and possibly losing my mind."

Stompson didn't seem like he was going to argue that. Moving on, Ako's accusation drew his attention, and he snatched the notepad to inspect himself.

"...He... he does." Scribble stated with surprise. He knew more about them than possible, even if this seemed like mad ramblings. "Ah... mister Stompson, I have to ask; have we met before?" He did an odd gesture. "Like... have we..." Another odd gesture to Cain-9 and Ako, and then to Hunter. "...met before."

Touchy Topic

[anarchyarcher]

 'Is that...'

Ako reached up a foreleg,  snatching the notepad out of the air when it got close and leaving the pen in Hunter's telekinetic grasp. Ignoring his start of surprise at her claws coming very close to his ear, she flipped it around to show Scribble, pointing two claws at the two lines: 'Down on his luck writer, confronted by dimensional traveler...'  and '...classic brow ridge from illustrations of the Inkans, but none have been seen in nearly a thousand years...'
  
"Who is this Scribble?" She growled, sharp stormy eyes turning on the spluttering unicorn stallion. "How does he know this about you... about Atoc and Hua?!?"

Her voice was accusing and defensive, her body tensing like she was ready to fight. Or flee.