[It's morning in Paradisa, the sun is shining, the snow is white and pristine, the fairies are flitting around and the ghosts are performing their chores. All is normal... right?

Wrong.

The lobby is the scene for this rather frightening sight:]

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♪ Oh, the winter is cold and our hooves are blue
But the snow is white and fresh and new
Inside we cannot stay
We must go out and play
Throwing snowballs and sledding, building snowcolts too

So won't you come and prance with me
Sinking in the snow up to our knees
Every pony and human
Come build a snowmanAnd then we can all have a hot cup of tea ( Read more... )

[There's a familiar pony's voice over the journals today. Yet instead of being full of bounce and verve, it's much more subdued and sad.]

Do... some ponies-- and people too not like parties and presents?

[Brock? York? Fred? John? Everypony? DO PEOPLE NOT LIKE HER PRESENTS? ):]

[Just outside the castle doors today, there in a giant trampoline complete with one bouncing pink pony. Every time she goes up, she makes a different pose or does a spin and waves at the windows of the rooms she bounces past... and because it's Pinkie, and apparently gravity doesn't matter to her, she's getting pretty high.]

WHEE!

[Boing]YAHOO ( Read more... )

[So, stalking through the castle tonight, the citizens of Equestria (even though one is technically still made of stone and being pulled around on a cart) are wandering the halls, dressed up in their best costumes. Spike has his journal open, dressed as a Redundant Dragon, as he dictates into itSo you people have his…Diwilally thing going on or ( Read more... )

[This morning sees Pinkie Pie outside in the leaves, tying two huge saddlebags on her back using her teeth, voice a little muffled (but no less enthusiastic) when she speaks.]

I'm going to visit my friend, Ironette! Does anypony want to come with me? We could jump out at her and yell SURPRISE!!!!

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[Pinkie Pie has been diligently working all week, like a good filly taught to farm the rocks. Except the ghosts kept clearing away her 'harvest', so she had to store it somewhere new each time. This time was right outside a certain cowboy's door.]

[John's become used to expecting just about anything to be outside of his door when he opens it in ( Read more... )

[The sight of a pink pony outside the castle may not be an odd one now, but this pink pony is much... smaller than is usual ( Read more... )

[Coming over the journal today is a series of whinnies, neighs and snorts; much the sort of sounds one might expect a pony or horse to be making.

Though perhaps not so excitedly.

Anyone who can speak pony, might actually understand the following.]There's just loads of ponies here who are so sad, and need to be cheered up. So we're going to hold ( Read more... )

[Who: (1) Host, (4) Judges, (8) Chefs.

When: August 20, 2011

Where: The kitchen

What: EXTREME Iron Chef Cook-off!

Why: EXTREEEEEEEEEEME]

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Insert EXTREME opening theme here { Find your station and your partner! and a Message from your Famboyant Host}
Cook-off! { 90:00, 60:00, 30:00, 05:00 ( Read more... )