[voice]

[followyoutohell]

Although the City has before transformed me into a dog, and others into various other animals, these small, talking, oddly-coloured horses seem the strangest to me yet.

I'm afraid I am not particularly well-versed in what such horses eat or if they can, in fact, consume tea.

Comments

[misterblackbird]

I might be willing to try to consume tea, Riff.

so sorry for the late orz

[followyoutohell]

I would have to find a large bowl for you to do so from, I think.

[this is ridiculously stupid.]

It's cool!

[misterblackbird]

Perhaps we'd better not, then.

<3

[followyoutohell]

Perhaps not.

[You know, you're kind of disturbing-looking. Weird talking ponies are weird.]

Perhaps carrots would be a better idea.

[misterblackbird]

[Deal with it, creeper. Your good side told me you're evil.]

Perhaps so.

[followyoutohell]

I suppose I should acquire some, in that case.

[read: I'm going out to wreak secret havoc?? because waiting on you is so boring. bleh.]

[misterblackbird]

If you like. I'm sure I can manage for the day somehow.

[I will poke you with my horn. Poke poke poke.]

[followyoutohell]

[That sounds naughty, Cain.]

I see. That might be for the best, I'm afraid.

[misterblackbird]

[It's supposed to wound you. Gosh.]

Very well, then.