#munchking

Octavia: Well, of course. Aside from Gilda, when it comes to a prank of that nature and of that size (because over one thousand really is quite excessive), the only other culprit I could picture is Xcythe.  Thus, rather than ask for assistance from friends (I would probably accidentally chip the paint if I had to remove that many stickers), Carapace may as well go directly to Gilda and continue their little tit-for-tat with excessive honking. After all, both figuratively by continuing with these pranks and literally through the bumper stickers, Gilda was asking for it.

Once again, this is Octavia.  I probably do not need to continue announcing this, given the different typing habits of Vinyl and myself, but I feel that I should just in case.  So, Vinyl and I dropped off our gifts at Derpy’s, and ended up staying for the party as well.  Such an action should not be surprising, all things considered, though I admit that all of these recent celebrations are starting to wear me out.  Still, it was nice to see the birthday mare with a grand smile on her face, and every brief interaction with other ponies in the area helps me feel as though I’m fitting in.

Currently, I just thought I would answer a random message before going to bed with Vinvin, and it appears that Mr. Munchking is the lucky messenger this evening.  It is a bit of a shame to learn that ponies are not as intelligent as humans in some other worlds, but considering that I do not think a single human even exists in my own world (and that is far worse than simply not being as intelligent), I suppose that I should not be complaining.