event: it came from the dairy aisle

[mayfield_mods]

[At 11:59 PM on Saturday, there's a loud whirring sound in the sky. One of the spaceships wobbles and then crashes dramatically to earth, landing just outside Mayfield near the entrance to the highway

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[drspengler]

[Egon isn't in a costume and he isn't here for the party. The event that just occurred has left him curious and he has his ridiculously huge PKE meter built with 1950's technology hanging on his shoulder, using the large gathering of people to his advantage and taking as many readings as he can.

He's taking a break from his "work" and stands next to the treats table, trying to look like he's not eating as much candy as he is.]

[partysense]

[My Little Cthulhu trots up next to him and begins trying to eat some candy, too, but her mouth-tentacles are in the way. :( Oh.]

Aw...

[drspengler]

[He's heard about the ponies but hadn't yet seen one up close. He's sure this is one of them. And in a Cthulhu costume no less. He raises an eyebrow at it and edges away, trying to give it room more than anything else. Maybe it just needs more room to maneuver? Maybe?]

[partysense]

[she tries again and winds up dropping a bunch of cookies on the floor.] Why is this so hard to do?!

[drspengler]

[He watches but tries not to be obvious about it. The poor thing struggles and he feels kind of sorry for it. Everyone should get to enjoy the sugary goodness. After glancing around, Egon scoots over and nonchalantly picks up a cookie and shoves it into the tentacles of the pony's costume, hoping he's aimed for its... her? mouth correctly.]

Here.

[partysense]

Mmf! [Pinkie jumps a little. the costume obscures her vision, so she's not sure who's trying to help her, but... cookie!!! she responds with enthusiasm, picking it out carefully between her teeth and avoiding the person's hand.]

Thanks!

[drspengler]

[Well. That was weird but oddly satisfying. As an afterthought he remembers to use his words and communicate as it's clear that the pony is capable of speech.]

Don't mention it.

[Yeah that was weird.]

[partysense]

I'm Pinkie Pie! Hehehe, what's your name? [Pinkie struggles with the mask and manages to clear some of the tentacles so she can talk more clearly.]

[drspengler]

[Pinkie... Pie? Right.]

Dr. Egon Spengler.

[His tone suggests that he's putting little thought into any manners or etiquette and he picks up the wand of the device hanging from his shoulder. He waves it up and down in front of the pony and it makes some slow whirring sounds.]

[partysense]

Nice to meet you, Doctor!

[Pinkie is not the brightest of ponies, nor is she not easily distracted by cool noisy things, so she follows his waving motions up and down, up and down, hypnotically.]

Oooh! What's that thingie?!

[boostedfailure]

[A flying drone of some sort floats around Egon twice then hovers there]

You forgot to build a proper casing for her... I think the proper term for that in human is what? Pervert?

[drspengler]

[Egon watches the... robot of some sort? He raises an eyebrow at its statement and glances down at the briefcase-sized plastic casing currently housing the device.]

You have something against plastic?

[boostedfailure]

Well, it would be like parading you around in a hospital gown. Its not the classiest thing to be wearing.

[drspengler]

[He stares at the flying drone for this odd statement, then picks up the wand of the device and waves it up and down at the drone to get a reading.]

[boostedfailure]

[Skeets is 25th century science, not a ghost but hovers in an indignant way, then fires a very low power stun blast at Egon's hand (not the rod)]

That is very rude! I'm not scanning you after all!

[ooeeooahah]

[ Someone in an angel costume glides by, putting a Dia de los Muertos candy skull in his hand. ]