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[ The video feed reveals a white unicorn with curled purple hair, staring intently at the camera. A few clothes are levitating behind her, and covered in a light blue aura. Rarity's horn is emitting the same aura. She stands in her workroom, by a large window in order to better light the clothes she's displaying. ]

Whew! Well, I have been up all night, but anypony who asked me about a piece of clothing since I've been here, I've finished! It sure is useful having my magic once again.

[ That announcement done, the clothes fly away. Rarity tosses her mane and points her horn at something else just offscreen. ]

[ In the background, there's a strange, loud noise… like the rushing of wind, but Rarity seems to be too distracted to hear it. ]

Now, as for the rest of you, Johto and Kanto, you are in for quite a treat. I don't believe you've ever encountered the grace and passion that a real, live unicorn cannot help but display!

Behold… I give you…

[ With a dramatic flash, she dons a dress and matching hat she's made for herself that was hiding just offscreen. ]

[ There's a large thud, and the room shakes a little, throwing Rarity slightly off balance and knocking her new hat askew. ]

RAR… woah! [ She stumbles, saving the hat before it falls off her head entirely, and abandons her post by the video feed in favor of looking out the window. ] What in the name of all things fashion…

[ Loud, heavy thuds can be heard coming closer and closer, each one causing the room to shake. ]

[ In a deep, booming voice: ] Rarity!

[ A huge green eye outlined by purple scales appears at the window, blocking out all sunlight. ]

[ And this is how, along with Rarity's pony fashion, Johto and Kanto are introduced to Rarity's pony dulcet tones. ]

[ The eye is replaced by a large claw that attempts to tap the window, but instead, shatters it. ]

[ Rarity shrieks again at the broken glass. ] Stop! No! What are you doing? You'll ruin everything!

[ The claw is replaced with the giant eye again, looking apologetic. ]

I'm really sorry Rarity! Guess I don't know my own strength. Um… it's me, Spike?

[ Her jaw drops. ] S… Spikey-wikey? [ She shoots a look at the clothes, lying abandoned on the floor. ] Stay right where you are! Don't touch anything! [ And she gallops out of the room, inadvertently leaving the video still recording on the table. Eventually, Bell approaches and knocks it over, ending the message. ]


[ OOC: Action open for Cianwood residents who care to witness a huge embarrassed purple dragon and a furious white unicorn. ]

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