3. A Tale of Two Historians

[fourthgenerationprincess]

[ Twilight Sparkle and Nico Robin are sitting in the library, next to an enormous book. Residents of Luceti may have noticed Robin doesn't leave the house without Twilight these days. That's right, she has her own seeing-eye pony. Twilight waves to the camera. ]

Hi, everypony! So, Robin and I had an idea recently…

[ Robin seems faintly amused at the enthusiastic pony, keeping a hand on her neck. Though whether for support or comfort it's hard to say. ]

Though the stories of the past are chronicled here, there is very little in the way of important stories of memories made in Luceti. To that end, we've decided to collect and archive them so that they will be available to those unfortunates in the future who may need inspiration of their own.

[ Twilight nods. ] It'll be sort of like Luceti's own history book! We've started writing down our own stories and those of people we know, but there's a lot of history missing, so we're going to need all the help we can get. We'll be around the village for the next few days gathering your stories. You can tell us anything that's happened to you -- however interesting or mundane, we'll find a place for it!

We also accept the macabre. Since every history has a dose of unrelenting horror. [ She smiles. ]

That's right. And you can come down to the library, too - we'll be here frequently, and we'll set up a submission box if you'd rather give us your stories anonymously. We'll see you around!


[ Twilight and Robin may be found around the village this week, knocking on doors of various households and finding people on the street. You may also find them at the library, or donate anonymous stories to the submission box. ]

Comments

[i_speak_softly]

Both, I guess. [He watches Twilight set out the supplies, waiting for her to be ready.] And space. A change of scene helps me think.

[toujoursfluer]

[She nods, waiting for Twilight to signal she's ready]

I think we all could use a change of scenery.

[when Twilight is ready, Robin begins.]

So tell us of your most memorable time. What happened? Who was there?

[fourthgenerationprincess]

And any specifics you can remember would be super helpful!

[ She scratches some things down on the paper. ]

[i_speak_softly]

Once, when all my brothers were here, we camped in the mountains together. We went hang-gliding. [It's clearly a happy, if bittersweet, memory.] Mike had just come back from a kidnapping and couldn't speak.

[toujoursfluer]

I know the feeling. [there is a stab of envy as he talks about his brothers, especially since her own family were so far away] Are there any of your brothers left here?

[fourthgenerationprincess]

Was Mike one of the reasons you decided to go camping? [ She refrains from asking more questions - though she wants to - to avoid piling onto Don. ]

[i_speak_softly]

[Sadly:] No.

We were planning to go anyway. We just had to put it off until Mike was returned.

[toujoursfluer]

[So it was somewhat of a painful memory, then. She understood that, too. Of being the only one left. Everyone else gone on ahead. She realization may seem reflected on her face a moment before she smiles]

What is the moment of that time that stands out to you the most?

[fourthgenerationprincess]

[ So Don's the last of his kind here. Twilight did think it was odd that she hadn't seen any other giant turtles walking around. She quietly continues scratching out notes, looking at Don a little more sadly. ]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don't look at him like that, pony. 8| ]

I guess when we went hang-gliding, and I controlled the wind for us. It was... everything Luceti should be.

[toujoursfluer]

Are you also an air bender? [well that's an interesting development] And..what is it you mean by 'should' be?

[fourthgenerationprincess]

Or- Robin, there are other ways of controlling the air here. Like the elementals. Right? [ She looks to Don for confirmation. ]

[i_speak_softly]

Right - I have contact with Kipinn.

What I mean is... compared to where I'm from, Luceti has a lot of freedom. And it's beautiful, and I can do things I can't do at home. Sometimes all of those elements come together, and make me glad I'm here. [He looks sad.] And then other times Luceti takes everything away.

[toujoursfluer]

It's strange how often freedom seems to go hand in hand with consequences.

[She wonders if the concept in the truest terms of the word exists. Probably not. But she would rather choose her own freedom, come what may.

Still, Robin can hear the sadness in his voice if nothing else--filing all the other information away for later. But...she wonders...]

Usually, when you return home, this place is completely forgotten--the freedom and the prison of it. Is there anything you'd want to remember no matter what?

[fourthgenerationprincess]

I know what I'd want to remember... [ The friends she's made here. But this isn't her interview, so she looks questioningly to Don instead. ]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don skips the "friends" answer and goes directly to something else.]

What I learned about what happens to me at home.

[toujoursfluer]

You wish for a chance to change the future? [that was a prospect she hadn't considered]

should we continue during Twilight's hiatus?

[i_speak_softly]

[He nods. He feels strongly about this, but the details are hard to talk about.]

sure! (though it's been a while orz)

[toujoursfluer]

It's a dangerous wish, I think. It could be a change for the better or the much worse. Like the tales of the wishing stone or monkeys paw. Have you heard them?

[i_speak_softly]

I don't think so.

[toujoursfluer]

Essentially, you wish for something and it's granted. But, however innocuous these wishes might be, there are terrible consequences. For example, a young man wishes for fortune and he gets it in the will of some relative who dies in an unfortunate tragedy.

[i_speak_softly]

Oh...

Knowing what's going to happen to me, I don't think I could make it worse.

[Then again, Turtle Luck.]

[toujoursfluer]

I couldn't say. [and she's not going to pry into the details. It's his own tragedy, whatever it is] Still I hope things work out for the best.

[i_speak_softly]

Thanks. [He blinks, coming fully back to reality.] Did I answer your questions?

Writing a reason for her being quiet during all this, YEP

[fourthgenerationprincess]

Hold on. [ Twilight had gotten distracted by taking notes and by looking something up in a nearby book, but now she points to Donatello. ] Telling yourself what happens in the future isn't always a good idea. I did it once and not only did I make everything worse, but I created the situation whereby I needed to tell myself what happened in the first place!