kinkamina

Ah. that would explain A LOT of things. Including my unfortunate double post. Sorry about that. ^w^;

I've tried to view my profile, but... I keep getting redirected to a error page saying I dont have permission. What is this? Am I blocked or something?

Another Draconequui, Identical to the one before him, stepped out from behind him, except... dressed in what could be said a game show hosts clothes; a bright blue tuxedo with a vibrant black top hat. It spoke into a invisible microphone. "A excellent question! We'll have answers to this, and more questions, right after these short messages!" The Double popped into a small pile of confetti, prompting the original to step forward to speak. "Why I freaked you out is not a easy question to answer. My entry into this world, and many others, is a hard thing to do silently. I've probably alerted this worlds versions of Celestia, or Luna." She looked around, a little worried. "... Something I might have to do something about soon. But as the your other question..." She rose a hand, and then suddenly stuck it through her midsection. It made no sound, no wound.... it almost seemed... to unreal. "No need to worry about being caught with me. Your the only one who can see me, at this time. And why? Well... I make it a habit to make a few friends in every world I visit." She smiled, removing her hand.

No problem. She's fairly limited like that.

"What, is a understatement here, I'm afraid." Errare stepped out from the shadows of the ruin, towering over the Time Traveler. She wore a look of heavy exhaustion, but still managed to have a air of power about her. "As to why I know, Its simple really. You radiate the wrong time signatures." She crossed her arms.. "And if you wouldn't mind, I could use some help here."

The air seemed to slowly fill with a sort of... tension. A few clouds traveled in front of the moon, casting the forest in even further darkness. A rustling came from the feared wood around the ruins, though, one could not be sure if it was from a animal, or from the wind, which began to whip up. Suddenly, the clouds shifted, and the moon shown through the dilapidated castle. The wind died down, and the tension drained. A shadow rose up on the wall of a destroyed wall, and a powerful, musical, feminine voice spoke up from behind him. "What's this? A time traveler,! And better yet, the cause of all this."

Hate to but in or ruin any plans, But... If its okay... I'd like to maybe put Errare in this. In her Pony form, if you want. She can play a active role, show up briefly, Or even provide conflict, if you want. If not, I understand. ^w^

She didn't answer right away, instead continuing to jot things down. After a minute She stopped, but still mumbled a few things to herself. "... and judging by his reaction, Either Draconequui are a rare, or non existent sight, or I am reminiscent of another Draconequus this world might have had the displeasure of experiencing... " Her attention returning to her current situation. She turned back to the Stallion, approaching his simplistic wooden defense with care. "You're right, a greeting is in order. Where are my manners..." She put the pen back in her hair, extending her Paw in greeting. "I will gratefully assume by 'Who', you are asking my name, not my title, or existence. I Have Gone by Many Names in my travels, but the one given to me by birth, of which I have... well... taken a liking to, I will provide. I am Errare Diane Draconequus, And it is quite the Mid-Pleasure to meet you." Errare smiled again, this one in more a comforting manner.

A strong, Musical voice spoke up from beside him. "Of Course not. Unless.... Everypony here is Mad, and you're the only sane one, in which Case, I sure hope not." From you're left walked a Towering Draconequus, It's Hair was Pure white, and long at that, peculiarly styled to one side.The Draconequus smiled to you, a slightly disturbing Grin. She appeared female, although how, one could not be sure. She looked around, Busying herself with her surroundings, and taking a deep breath. She mumbled something under her breath, Snapping her fingers. A small, Orange notebook with black borders Materialized instantly in her paw. She opened it, and with a pen she pulled from her hair, began Writing things, mumbling things under her breath....