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Who: The Glitter Criminal
When: Day 42, Morning
Where: The Jackal Express

[Hey, Aurora. Do you hear that? A slight whining noise, barely audible over the noises of the train itself?

Well, early in the morning of day 42, that whine becomes a loud POP.

And now all the public cars and all of Senna is literally covered in glitter. Glitter rains from the vents. Shoots out from under seats. Glitter big enough to come in funny shapes. Tiny iridescent glitter that you're never going to get out of your clothes coats the windows, making the scenery glimmer. Glitter everywhere in every shape, size and color.]

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[Three hours is enough time for her to go out and get fed and realize she's been comatose for the better part of a week and a half, so she's just quietly sipping tea. Dignified. Absolutely not covered in so much glitter she looks like a vampire disco ball. No, not at all.

...She does get up when she hears the thumping.]

...By the Night Mother, you've absolutely no idea how to be bipedal at all, do you?

[....listen, being covered in glitter is just a thing that happens, doesn't even reguster as weird compared to so much else.]

[But yeah, newbue is a bit of a heap on the floor, sitting up and rubbing her now bruised side. Still inclined to closed fists.]

Because I'm not. There's no tail for balance and that's begging to actually bash my head into something with a fall.

You don't need a tail for this kind of form, it's developed not to need one.

[She sighs a bit, and waves a hand...it's just redirecting blood flow to ease the bruises, but it probably feels. Funky.]

Tails are for balance, how can two legs not need it?

[That. Is funky. And gets a pause, looking around because that sure does feel like magic, but the predator doesn't have a horn or anything????]

[PRedator is fabulous and glittery goth, she needs no horn!]

Because of the way the spine is constructed. Here, look--

[She stands up--and she has no tail, currently, to demonstrate, carefully, how a humanoid being walks.]

--As you step forward, each step catches your weight and distributes it back. As long as the head stays over the center of mass, the body stays balanced.

[Magic needs a conduit okay! Either items or creatures are channeling it through a specific body part. At least most do.]

[But she does watch. Still suspicious, but tilting her head, tapping her knuckle to her chin.]

Hm. I guess its like certain gears, but that seems highly inefficient in a creature.

Why are human shapes like that?

To free up their hands. [Holding hers up, fingers splayed.]

Humans use tools in almost every aspect of life, they need to be able to have hands free to do so.

I guess it would make talking and using tools while walking easier. [Still skeptical, but.] Or no tail. Or fur or protective scales or feathers. Human shapes are weird.

[She....she may think that's their actual name.]

Just 'human'.

[Why does she keep getting saddled with people like this.]

..Speaking of the lack of fur, you're going to need clothes.

And what IS a human? The only thing I've heard that's even close to looking like this is are monkeys.

[Frowns.] Why? It's not cold and if there's some fancy get together happening, I'd rather pass.

Humans are primates, related to monkeys but I believe quite a bit further down the evolutionary ladder. But they are very weak to the elements.

Which is to say, bluntly, you'll catch hypothermia and, additionally, it's considered rude to walk around naked.

....farther along and they....

You know, I was saying freak of nature because I thought humans weren't a thing that existed. Now I'm thinking it because they went and evolved away important things for their body.

Evolution is always a kind of trade off. And opposable thumbs are kind of a big deal.

[WIGGLING HERS.]

Ponies did just fine without opposable thumbs. And still got to keep their fur.

None of us are ponies here, so there's no point in complaining now.

[Also, unlike horses, humans don't die if you break their legs.]

[Excuse you, ponies are weirdly elastic beings who take various broken bones like a champ.]

You're not a pony. Just because I'm in a weird body does not change the fact I'm a pony and I AM going to find whose responsible and force them to change me back.

That's not going to work out for you here. Nothing on this train is set up to accommodate that. I'd recommend instead spending your time learning how to generate the positive energy needed to keep us all from ceasing to exist.

If this place changed me, it can change me back. You've already proven shape changing is on board, and something here is doing healing magic, with some tools and time, I can figure it out, I don't need accommodations.

And I can multitask. There's a good chance harmony magic will be necessary to fix what's been altered, that's the kind of thing it would do.

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The shapechanging is my own natural magic. So is the healing.

[Flatly.]

Which means this place can still take that magic. Magic is still happening.

I may not remember my name, but I do remember magic and if I have to write a whole new spell to fix myself, I will.

[She just....has to figure out how to get around the no conduit thing.]

...If you're going to refuse to listen to a word of advice I'm saying, then on your own head be it. I don't have to time to keep arguing with another brick wall.

[SHE IS SO FUCKING TIRED.]

Your advice is stupid.

'Just let yourself go around in a body that's not yours and cripple yourself from your full potential,' because what? There's not big red button to 'accommodate' me to turn back?

If you wanted to be my friend so we could bond then you wouldn't have been looking ready to eat me upstairs and telling me to just be fine in something that's wrong and weak.

...I have listened to you insult me, call those I love weak and freaks, accuse me of wanting to harm you, continually imply humans are a lesser species, and then accuse me of not wanting to be your friend?

You're right. I don't.

[She stands up sharply from the table and just. Leaves.

And closes the door because she's an asshole and doesn't think Sunset can work a doorknob.]

And I don't want to be yours either! I want to not be a freak of nature!

[Shouting after her because she's a ball of spite and petty.]

[And a lot of anger because it's easier than fear.]

[Instead she's going to go upstairs and she can at least ponder clothes. It's not like the dress looks bad and maybe she wasn't lying about clothes. And figure out. Walking. With a bed nearby.]

[At least she's figured out doorknobs.]

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