Ooc: for those joining us. This is mental speak. Only those addressed using it, can hear it in the roleplay. Saber, what do you mean Equestria is having issues with Time? And what do you mean again? My cannon distorted about 20 minutes so I couldn't travel to find out who cut my dimensional wall, but not 4 weeks worth of distortion. I wouldn't allow that.
"Sweetness." Asmo patted Black on the back. "Put that baby on the counter." Maya nodded to Neo. "Hey, dude. Gotta admit, I'm surprised you came back."
Asmo found a slimy pen... somewhere... and wrote a couple more lines down: Gonna go out and hit every bucking bar! All your drinks are on the house, yeah you're the bucking star! "Crap. What else did I have? Should've written this down."
"Hm," he thought. "How about..." He picked up a pen and added to the paper. Get all buckin' drunk and rowdy Gonna turn some buckin' heads Gonna party down so buckin' hard We're gonna tear this down to buckin' shreds!
Maya poured her a mug of cider, and Neo whatever he ordered. "One more chorus, then end it," Raven suggested to Black. "Don't wanna joke song getting too long."
"I like to think I'm pretty competent," he responded. "Been playing the guitar quite a while, so I shouldn't be too bad."