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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.]
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.]
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Date: 2011-08-25 05:40 am (UTC)[Yamame holds her arms out in front of her, palms flat outward and begins moving them up and down opposite of one another.]
Spinning spinning spinning! Did you always have so many colors?
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Date: 2011-08-25 08:36 pm (UTC)Colors? No, only the two...
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Date: 2011-08-26 02:37 am (UTC)[Yamame just flops back to the ground, rolling over a few times giggling...then suddenly stops. It almost seems like she may have passed out?]
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Date: 2011-08-26 11:27 pm (UTC)[Rarity blinks, lightly poking at Yamame with her hoof.]
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