You wake with a start and a snort, flinging yourself forward in a fit of shock when you don’t recognize where you are. Your three companions turn to you and stare. You blink from the light while your eyes adjust. It’s morning already. Evidently you not only slept through your shift, you slept for twelve hours. It’s 8 AM.
You eat something light while everpony packs their things together. You try to catch what the others are talking about, but you’re still too drowsy to make anything out.
Before all of you can move, you need to decide what to do with your stuff. Either you carry one bag and Twist carries two. Twist carries both of your bags plus her own. Or you leave a bag or two behind. And if you do, which ones?
This shouldn’t be too hard. Decisions will only get tougher as the day goes on.
Anonymous asked: Can I taste your mane?
Yeah sure go ahead.
This week is killing me…
Anonymous asked: Hey Lyra, remember when we used to be skateboarding buddies?
Only experience I have with a skateboard is trying to pick up speed on one and hitting a curb, launching my flank into the ground.
Wasn’t allowed to try again. Filly was worried I’d break it.
Anonymous asked: Narwhal
Is that how you spell it?
Huh.
Never really thought about it.
Anonymous asked: Have you ever had to deal with "white knights" or "NICE GUYS"?
Not sure what you mean.
White knight makes me think of law enforcement, and while I’ve been at odds with them before, I’m not now.
Nice guy makes me think of somepony like Fancy Pants. It could be a guard too, I guess.
I think the term “deal with” is what trips me up the most, though.
Anonymous asked: Hey Lyra, who tops, you or Boscov? I don't mean to sound mean towards Boscov, but it seems like it would be scary to have a big bear sleeping on the bunk bed above you.
Neither of us own a bunk bed.
Interesting wording of your question, though.
If there can be dimensions where I’m a seapony, then your alternate selves can have varying degrees of awesome.
Of course if you’re doubting yourself, I could be nice and considerate to you. But you’re a Gilda. I figured you wouldn’t want that.
You can roll with the punches, right?
Anonymous asked: Have you ever tried making doughnut holes with your horn?
No, I can’t really co-
Aren’t doughnut holes just rolled up into a ball? I don’t think it’s actually where the center was punched out.
…
Though I suppose you may or may not have been implying that…
Anonymous asked: Is there a pony equivalent to jazz hands?
Jazz hooves.
You just shake your hoof up and down while alternating the rotation of your forelegs back and forth.
colorsymphony-deactivated201202 asked: send this for the 10 tumblrs that you most admire, if you receive it 3 times or more consider yourself loved!
Well, as long as I’m collecting these, I guess that makes two.
Thanks!
theblackstrawberry asked: I was going to go to sleep soon again... I've been awake for 2 days till about a few hours ago... I'm ready to collapse. Have a nice day though. I'll talk to you when I get up.
Hope you had a good sleep!
theblackstrawberry asked: hugs for Lyra! I fel like you need it...
Thanks, Strawberry.
I gotta get ready for work now. Have a good day!
This Gilda was awesome.
This Gilda was pretty awesome too.
You? I don’t know about you.
Anonymous asked: I've poisoned your water supply with super laxatives.
Good thing I’m not at Bon-Bon and my house, huh?
Anonymous asked: Time for drunk cuddling with Boscov?
There may have been a little.