http://southernbender.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] southernbender.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-05-17 09:58 am

Little Dipper Campfire - Saturday Morning

Katara pawed at the campfire, trying to uncover some embers to blow into a fire.  Hands would have been really, really useful.  But...since Fandom appeared to have a sense of humour this morning, she was doing the best she could.

Oats would be nice too. 

[OOC:  Mmmm, lack of a campfire but still open!]

[identity profile] thebluespirit.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Zuko... galloped over to Katara's cabin with all intention of flailing at her. At least he wasn't the only pony around, but it still sucked. He meant to charge past the other pony when the colours registered and he wondered... "Katara?"

[identity profile] thebluespirit.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Zuko skidded to a halt, tail swishing and he tried to scowl at her. "It's the Fire Nation symbol," he argued, though why he had it on his butt was beyond him.

[identity profile] thebluespirit.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"We're weird animals from this world," Zuko growled, now fully scowling. "What is normal about any of this?"

[identity profile] thebluespirit.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He startled a little at the touch, but then craned his neck to nuzzle her back. "This is so stupid," he complained.

[identity profile] sonofmogh.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Worf? Not a pony.

In fact he came out of the little dipper cabin and stared at the multi colored ponies.

"Why are there multi-colored equines running around?" he demanded to know.

[identity profile] sonofmogh.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"There were none before," Worf replied tersely. "And now there are several..."

He eyed the blue-white horse carefully as the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

"Are you the one Sokka tried to make me mate with? As a human."

[identity profile] sonofmogh.livejournal.com 2008-05-18 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Worf didn't flinch. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction.

"I see," he said looking around. "Obviously there was some kind of alien equine virus that rewrote everyone's DNA except for mine. I must have some immunity."

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[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad had woken up as a mug of tea once. Waking up as a pony was nothing. Nothing except cool, because ponies moved in cool ways and Chad was trotting around the camp a bit, leaving a wake of pretty sparkles that were hopping off his front right leg a lot, and then went to stop when he saw some other ponies.

"Hey." He gave his head a shake, which did nothing but tussle his short, floppy mane for a second, and then have it settle back into his eyes again.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad shook his head a bit. Not to negate the correct guess, but just to make his hair flop again. What? It had such nice volume and highlights.

"Hey, Katara," he said back, which was, really, just a lucky guess on his part. Katara was the first person to come to mind that might have been blue.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"I really like my tail," Chad commented back thoughtfully, as he marched over and had a seat. "And my arm is all sparkly."

In case she couldn't notice.

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[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
A tiny wee pink pony with a wrench tattooed on her hindquarters came wandering -- okay, stumbling (it was hard walking as a pony when you weren't used to it!) out of the cabin. "...why're we little horses?"

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Kaylee frowned a wee confused pony frown. "I wasn't! I mean, not since I was one. Not that I mind, but does this kinda thing happen lots?"

[identity profile] weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com 2008-05-17 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Kaylee considered that. "Huh." And with that, she came to sit by the non-fire. "'Kay, so this horse thing makes it hard -- are you the girl who taught me 'bout s'mores the other night?"
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