Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[dollpocalypse]

It had been bad enough to wake up as a pony. Now Topher was realizing that his hooves made it impossible to play video games. Video games. IT WAS KILLING HIM. He stomped around on the controllers, trying to figure out a system, but his tiny character just kept getting blasted with fire that he could have avoided if he had had opposable thumbs, damnit.

Stupid controller.

Then it cracked under his hooves. Frustrated, Topher flopped down on the ground in front of the TV. This sucked.

Outside the Dorms // Sunday Afternoon

[wheeler-360.livejournal.com]

Marshall? Had wings. And they kinda worked, as evidenced by his prior attempt in the common room. Of course, both his and Topher's first attempts had been... problematic, so it was time to practice.

"This is kinda fun, actually," Marshall said from a height of a few feet. He looked down at Topher. "You know, I was going to get you to go first."


[Open! Topher modded with permission. :D ]

The Roof, Sunday evening

[whitequeensfire.livejournal.com]

Angelica had freaked out upon finding herself a pony that morning. But once she realized it was most everyone (and remembering that she'd been told that these things happened and generally only lasted a day), she'd calmed down and decided to test out her hooves and wings. She'd paid a visit to the Gig to play with the horses, then took to the air.

Hours later, exhausted, she landed on the roof to catch her breath and enjoy the night sky.