4th Dress - dated to after the events of the earlier log

[prissy_hooves]

[Rarity is the hero of the day, having consumed one of the bottles of milk delivered to 836 Hastings in order to save her housemate's life.  Unfortunately, however, that means she is now suffering the effects of the milk herself.  Anyone in the vicinity will hear a high pitched shriek.]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[Immediately following this sound, the door to the house flies open and out runs Rarity, covered from horn to hoof in spiders.]

Spiders!  They're in my hair!  Get them off, get them off, get them off!

[She runs around the front yard in utter panic for a minute or so before dropping to the ground and rolling around, trying to get them off.  Sadly, this only serves to compound her problems, as not only does it fail to rid her of her arachnid problem, but it also gets her dirty.  And once she realizes that, she screams again.]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!  Dirt!  It's everywhere!  Get it off, get it off, get it off!

[Eventually, she just hunkers down on the ground and starts to cry, shivering in place as the spiders continue to crawl all over her and ruin her coat and mane.  This is the worst day.]

Comments

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Hold still.

[You stopped him from killing his sister. ...this is probably the closest thing to gratitude he's ever come. Anyway, after making sure Anna is alright, he can help at least.]

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

[Rarity's still reasonably afraid of Johan himself after what she witnessed earlier, but she's terrified enough of dirt and spiders that any help is welcome at this point.]

Get them off... please...

[She tries to stay as still as possible, but this has been a trying day, so she's still visibly shaking as he approaches.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Everyone should be reasonably afraid of Johan. It's safer for them.]

I will.

[And he'll sit down next to her and start to remove and kill the spiders. And he'll try to distract her.]

That was a brave thing you did. Thank you for stopping me.

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

I-it was nothing, really...

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

No. It really was.

[thug-disease.livejournal.com]

[A little blonde girl, still very obviously tripping balls in a euphoric state, is suddenly there. She's plucking spiders off of the crying pony, setting them on her arms or on the ground.]

[Of course, even though she's a spider Youkai, these are the milkman's spiders and they are biting the CRAP out of her. She's in such a high state, however, that she doesn't even seem to realize this.]

It's okay little horsie...spiders are our friends.

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

No! No, they most certainly are not my friends! Just look at what they're doing to my beautiful coat!

[thug-disease.livejournal.com]

Heeee the talking horsie is so pretty...

[Yamame continues to shoo spiders off of the poor thing until it seems as if she's gotten the majority of them.]

How come you had spiders....on you? Are you a...spider youkai horse?

[Immediately after saying that, Yamame moves STRAIGHT into a giggle fit that she can't seem to pull herself back out of. This milk is a trip.]

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

I don't know! They came out of that bottle of milk I was drinking earlier!

[Rarity huffs, still clearly upset about it all.]

I fail to see what's so funny about it.

[thug-disease.livejournal.com]

A spider Youkai...horsie...is funny.

[Yes, Yamame is talking to a pony that talks as if it's something completely normal. Now, this might not be too terribly far from the norm in a place like Gensokyo, but due to her current mental state it's become exceptionally normal.]

[Yamame's found herself laying on the grass, staring up at Rarity with glassy eyes.]

But if you don't like spiders...you don't seem to have a problem with Yamame. Yamame is a...spider Youkai!

How do you change colors like that?

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

Rarity!

[Nina is still shellshocked, but she runs out after her, looking afraid. Her breathing is hard. Not only are there all manner of deranged psychos out there, but there's no telling what those spiders could do to her. They could be venomous!

Especially after what she just did for them, Nina is determined to help.]

Wait! Hang on!

[When Rarity collapses, Nina will drop into a kneel position beside her.]

Please try to calm down. I'm going to help you.

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

[This has been the worst day yet since coming to Mayfield. It's not even comparatively all that bad, but this is something straight out of Rarity's nightmares.]

Please... please get them off... my coat... my mane...

[She calms down as much as she can, hunching down next to Nina and trying to keep still, although she's still shaking from the sheer terror of hundreds of little things crawling all over her.]

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

Shhhh. It's okay. I'm getting them. Don't worry.

[Nina will dutifully pick the spiders off, grabbing them one by one and tossing them into the garden. After each one she picks off, she'll check for a bite.]

Does it hurt?

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

[Rarity eyes the garden suspiciously, making sure none of them come crawling back for her before relaxing a bit.]

I think some of them might have bitten me.

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[When Nina has finished picking out every last spider, she examines Rarity's fur for bites and sure enough, it does look like a few little pink welts have sprung up.]

Okay, that's the last of them. Why don't you come back inside and we'll get you cleaned up?

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[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

Rarity!

[That would be one Rainbow Dash, checking up on her friends. She assumes something much worse is wrong then spiders and dirt, considering how people are getting murdered or poisoned.]

What's wrong?!

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

What's wrong? I'm covered in spiders and dirt!

[By this point she's calmed down enough to have that conversation, and is trying largely in vain to pick them off herself. Sometimes her horn glows and a clump of spiders floats away, only to immediately re-attach itself a moment later.]

[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

...That's it?

[Dude she thought you were dying or something. Still, she'll try to help pick off the spiders at least.]

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

What do you mean 'that's it?' Look at what they've done to my beautiful coat!

[bookmagic.livejournal.com]

Rarity! Oh no!

[Twilight rushes over and then... stands there frozen, unsure what she can do to help.]

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Twilight! Oh, thank goodness! Hurry and get it off me!

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack happens to be close enough to hear that shriek, and once more recognizes it almost immediately, galloping towards the source.]

Rarity! Are you okay-WHOA NELLIE! That's a lot of spiders!

[Applejack looks around for something to help get the spiders up, but isn't spotting anything obvious. She runs up to Rarity and takes her hat off, using it to start knocking off the spiders.]

Hold on, Ah'll get them off ya!

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

Hurry, Applejack! Oh, look at what they're doing to my coat!

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack keeps batting away at the spiders with her hat, clearing away a bit at a time. She ignores some of the spiders getting onto her, since there's a LOT more on Rarity to worry about.]

Ah know, Ah'm trying! Try not to think about it, maybe explain how'd this happen instead?

[frilly-filly.livejournal.com]

That's... a bit of a long story, I'm afraid.