Incoming Transmission from HMS Mysterious (Update)

*Incoming Transmission from HMS Mysterious*
*Hailing Frequencies Open*
*Main Screen Turn On*

--A female, green-scaled, blue-eyed, dragon stares intently at the screen for some time before backing away and glancing downward. After a moment, she looks back up at the screen--

Is this, like…on? Justice told me that there should be a little red…Ah! There it is!

Omigosh! How long was it on?!

--The dragoness quickly brushes back a pair of fins on her head with one claw—

*sigh* Oh well…I guess I’ll just look like a total spazoid for my first ever, like, transmission into the great, black, like, abyss…

Whatevs…

--She claps her claws on her hind legs--

Okay, so like…I’m, like…Kazaul. Kazzie, for short.

Anyway, I’m, like, a Scout on the Mysterious. It’s like, a spaceship and stuff, so I’m like, really far away.

That was dumb…

Okay, so, like, I’m Kazaul and I’m on the spaceship, the Mysterious. I, like, totally repeated myself.

Okay, so, like, I’m Kazaul and, I’m, like, a dragon and stuff. It’s cool, though. Some of my best friends are, like, ponies. It’s, like, totally cool.

So, like, this pony that I know…He’s, like…a unicorn named Quill Inkwell. He’s like, okay, I guess. I actually have no idea who he, like, is.

--Kazzie holds up a scroll of parchment--

Okay, so, like, anywho, I, like, somehow got this message from him. I guess he, like, wanted to send it to someone named, liked, Everypony, because that’s, like, who it’s addressed to…

Okay, so, like, if this Everypony guy is out there, like, here it is:

He says that he like, misses you guys…Aww…And, like, he’s doing good. He, like, checks in every now and then to make sure that the site hasn’t, like, burst into flames or anything, whatever that means…

Oh! So, he has, like, exciting news and stuff! Okay, so, like, he says that after three years of hard work, and like, stuff, he is finally no longer a, like, Scribe in Training. That’s, like, so awesome! Go Quill!

So, like anyway, he says that he’s taken a “permanent position” in the castle. Sweet! And he hopes that he’ll have more access, like, soon, and he wants to get his R-Ps going again.

Aw, sweet! I love roleplaying!

But, he also says that, like, he's not going to start his new job until, like, the end of the year. Like, it won't be until after Hearth's Warming.

He says that he, like, can’t wait to see all you guys again. Aww…

And then, he signed it all formally and stuff: Sincerely, Quilliam Bar…Barthol…Bartholomew! Inkwell, Eye Eye Eye.

Okay, so, that’s, like, my transmission. I hope Everypony gets this message because Quill might be coming back soon, and he’s pretty excited about it, and stuff.

Totes later!

--Kazzie glances downward, her eyes apparently scanning a keyboard directly in front of her. After a few moments, she presses a button.--

*BEEP*

--Kazzie starts talking to someone offscreen--

Okay, so, like it’s turned off now, right? Like, that message wasn’t too bad, right? I tried to be as cool as possible and I don’t know if I came off the way I wanted to. Whoever gets it will probably think I’m, like, a total spaz.

Omigosh! I am, like, SO hungry! I’m gonna like, head down to the Mess hall and get my, like, grub on!

--The dragoness gets up from her chair and leaves the room. After a few moments of inactivity, a grey pony with a dark red mane trots over to the screen and looks at it for a few seconds. After seeing that the red light is still blinking, he sighs and presses another button--

*Transmission Terminated*
*Hailing Frequencies Closed*
*Main Screen Turn Off*

Spoiler: OOC

I got a permanent job! Unfortunately, I don't start it until the end of the year.
But the hours are good, and the pay will be alot better than I had.