#rp

//Yeah never heard of that but I went with an anime reference no one would get.

//I'm so old.......I'm too old now. My references are outdated now.

it's also an obscure game on a failed console so

Do what?

This whole... superhero-ing thing

Because I want to be a hero to the ponies.

Percy shook their head. "This is my child's body! It contains their memory, their AI, and their appearance, which will be projected via hard light, like me!"

"Right, okay!" she says with obvious relief. "Because it didn't look like one of those." It takes her a moment to fully think through all the implications of that statement. "... so ... you have one of these somewhere for yourself, too?"

Percy nodded. "Yup! Right where my tummy is!" They beamed and rolled over, showing off their completely featureless underbelly. "It's hidden by the projection, but it's there!"

"Just thought I'd like a child. An artificial intelligence should be easy to raise, as we do not require physical needs."

Still, raising a foal is hard. I should know, I'm technically an uncle/father... Clone are strange.

"Yes, raising an organic baby is hard. But it will help to fit in if I had a foal of my own."

"...do I know you?" Percy tilted their head. "You are inorganic, like myself..."

“Yes. I am a Cybertronian, your Earthling creators may have heard of them before.”

"Nope! No information on Cybertronians!" They beamed.

"H-how do you know my name?!" She scrambled back.

“I come from where you came.”

"...you do? You...come from the future?"

Misty looked up, confused by the strange, shouty pony's offer. "Make history? O-oh no, I, I don't want to do that..." She shifted in place nervously, wondering just who would be so enthusiastic about apple cider.

Misty took a closer look at the crystal ball. Was this the original version of smartphones from her time? "Uh...how do I call Dodge Junction?" she asked, confused. "I don't see a--I-I mean, is there a number I need to write somewhere?"

Misty was immediately overwhelmed by the multiple questions, clutching her head and trying not to scream.

Honey kept her wide eyed grin, waiting for her response before realizing how overwhelmed she was getting. "Oh! Sorry, I get a little overexcited sometimes, sorry about that! But hey! You know what's good for helping clear your head?" She asked as she slowly lifted a jar of honey up to Misty.

Misty took a deep breath and examined the jar. "I-I would love some, thank you, but I don't think I have any money on me..."

Misty nodded, then scrambled away. "W-wait, h-how do you know I time travelled?!"

"Let's just say that I've done some time traveling myself with a friend of mine years back. A-anyways. My name is Newmoon Winter." I said politely.

"I-I'm Misty...Miss Winter, maybe you could help me? I'm from the far future, do you think you could take me back there?" She looked around and gasped. "A-actually, d-don't do that..."

"Yeah, I don't get those unless it's my birthday. I'd like a strawberry milkshake." She stood there silently for a few seconds. "...uh, please."

"There it is!" He said, before hovering some of the ingredients around Diamond, whilst making it right in front of her like a free show from Trixie herself!

Diamond smiled. "You really are talented, Angel."

"...what does a bugger even need ice cream for, anyway?!" she called out to him.

"I was planning on dumping it in the river." He says nonchalantly

Diamond ran up to him, trotting alonside him. "Do you know who I am?! Who my father is?!"

Diamond looked up at Sapph and blinked. "Do you want me to?" she asked.

Lil Sapph: "sure. It doesn't look like Silverspoon is with you, and maybe we could work on homework together?"

"...aren't you attending Celestia's school now? Why would you want me around?" She glared at Sapph. "You just wanna make fun of me for being a useless mudpony?!"

Sprout held her hooves up. "F-friend! Friend! Aunt, even! S-Silverspark's aunt! Sprouting Bulb!" She looked around nervously. "Wh-who are you and what are you doing here?!"

Hasenpfeffer: "what year?" He asked as he nibbled on a carrot. "It's been a while since he passed away...." I said as I sat in the library looking at the photos of me and Argyle, and copies of him and Sunny. My ear flicks. "Seems like somepony is coming..."

*gasp*

Hey, you said not to commit boom.

“Tis is true, so I suppose I can give you a cookie for listening.”

Blame my female agents for making me do this. I'll give an explanation if anyone asks, but yeah, it will indeed raise a lot of questions. For the record, I did NOT want to do this.

“You say that, but somehow I don’t entirely believe you.”

(Skye) He honestly didn't want to do this. We basically forced him for the laughs.