Office hours, Wednesday
Sep. 7th, 2011 01:46 pmThe letter Petra had helped her type last week had worked! At least, Pinkie assumed it had, as she came into her office to find a giant keyboard taking up about half the floor space of her office. The giant keys were a perfect fit for her hooves, and the best part was, typing on it was almost like dancing.
So, naturally, Pinkie was making up a little song as she typed.
( Yeah, that's right, I wrote a SONG. )
By the end of the song, Pinkie was panting. "Wow," she gasped. "It takes a lot of lyrics to talk to all my friends!" She hopped off the pony board and went to go look at her message on the computer monitor.
* Equestria's written language was mostly made up of pictograms.
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So, naturally, Pinkie was making up a little song as she typed.
( Yeah, that's right, I wrote a SONG. )
By the end of the song, Pinkie was panting. "Wow," she gasped. "It takes a lot of lyrics to talk to all my friends!" She hopped off the pony board and went to go look at her message on the computer monitor.
Yp z[tomvrdd Vr;rdyos smf s;; ,u gtormfd."This would be way easier if I knew what all these squigglies they use here mean.* Well, I'm sure Twilight will be able to translate it!"
zo jp[r yjod gomfd upi er;;. . . .
* Equestria's written language was mostly made up of pictograms.
[ooc: Open!]