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Fantasy Dons Pan-Dimensional Diner [reboot]

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The cat was definitely surprised when it shot out of the couch like a bullet, but even more so when it landed on the foxgirl's face. "Ha! That'll teach you not to mess with me!!" It shouted at the fox, acting as if everything that happened was part of its plan. It jumped off the girl's face, after 'accidentally' scratching her up some more. "I'm hungry, if you won't turn me back, the at least serve some fold Don! Or what, are you gonna keep me captive here starving?!" It said to Don. The cat decided to lay low for now, to plan out how it was going to defeat Don.

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Don snorted, "Sure thing". shouted into the kitchen "'EY, BOOMER! ONE TUNA-CAN A LA KING FOR THE ALMIGHTY ALLERGEN DISPENSER!"

"Sorry, Don," she said as she carefully showed him the broken glass. "Got some place I can put this where it won't make a mess for you?"

And another glass bites the dust "Eh, just throw it in the trash, Tsunie." He said with only mild anoyance. It's not like shattered glasses are an unusual-

Then the
tewWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWwwwwww! - The distinct sound of a table saw cutting through a tin can shrieked out from the kitchen, causing the lights to flicker and for folks at the bar to jump off their stools. Except for Don, who just gave a slow, heavy eye roll. "God give that man a can opener." He mutterd quietly.

Shortly, the grim faced cook set a sawed off can of tuna in the kitchen window. "Can." He announced.

"Yep." Don acknowledged with a thank-you nod. He looked around the room, "Aright Boomer, looks like the crowds pick'n up."

Boomer knew what that meant. "Mm. Guess ah oughta get things roll'n," he said. And with that, he got to work on his mourning kitchen prep.

Step #1: close the bullet proof glass shutter over the window. Didn't want no one getting hurt.

Step #2: get the wood stove up and roaring. (Now, where did he put that kerosene can...?)
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A summery of the next few things that happened. From Dons perspective.


*As the fox barrels into her chest she stumbled, but the cat grabbed onto her face and knocked her over to the ground, a sickening sound of her citole breaking rips through the tavern.

Don cringed at the sound. That terrible, expensive, crunching sound of an ex-musician eminent rampage with her splintery, newfound, maple wood club.
Kiagran sat up, her face pale as if she had seen a ghost, right behind her was her smashed instrument as she stroked the neck* "goddamnit! I just finished giving it a waterproof coating!" *She hanged her head to hide her emotions, cradling it a little in one arm before her eyes turn towards the cat, her eyes livid* "if this wasn't dons I'd make you a lunch out of your own skin cat!"

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on a whim, Don considered mentioning the historical use of cat skin for banjo heads, but somehow, didn't seem like a good idea.

[PONYVILLE]

Discord, Spike, Dosey Doe, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Big Mac, and Starlight Glimmer were sitting around a large, circular table in Twilight's castle, playing a game of Ogres & Oubliettes. Their characters were making their way through a particularly insidious hallway full of traps. Tonight, Discord was serving as the game master.

"Dosey, I'll need you to roll your will save," said Discord, rolling a die behind his game master's screen.

Dosey's eyes went wide. "Oh no, I hope Sir Punchalot will be okay!" she exclaimed, referring to her monk character.

"Don't worry," said Twilight, chuckling. "Monks have excellent saving throwing bonuses. I'm sure he'll be just fine."

Dosey nodded as she rolled her die. "Let's see, I rolled a... uh oh." She looked up at the group, now worried more than ever. "I rolled a -"

POP!

Dosey was gone.

Big Mac, Spike, and Fluttershy all practically fell out of their chairs trying to get away from the table, which they now assumed was cursed.

"Everypony stay calm!" cried Twilight. Starlight, thinking quickly, cast a shield bubble around the table to prevent anyone from touching it.

"Discord! What did you do?" Twilight demanded, teleporting right up in his face.

"I... nothing! I don't understand! Ahem. Take me to Dosey Doe!" he said, and snapped his fingers. He vanished, and then re-appeared a moment later in the same spot. "But how is that possible?" he asked, talking mostly to himself. "Chrysalis' throne was destroyed. Where else could she have gone that I can't follow?"

Starlight was walking around the table and inspecting it. Something she saw stopped her in her tracks. "Discord, what kind of trap was that?"

"Just... just a simple plane shift trap, that's all," he replied, still confused by what had happened.

"Twilight, look at this." Twilight rushed over to Starlight's side. "It's the die Dosey rolled."

Through the shimmering, translucent shield, they both stared at the single crystalline icosahedron sitting next to a little figurine of a monk pony.

The number "1" stared back at them.

[DON'S DINER]

Dosey poofed into existence just outside and a few feet above the ground. She tumbled down, landing in a pink ball of mane, tail and hooves, thudding against the wall of a building she had never seen before, which squeezed a feeble "eek!" out of her. Getting shakily to a standing position (she felt as though she had just been pulled through a cheese grater), she examined this building, and then her surroundings. She immediately regretted this and rested her head against the building's door, feeling like she might faint.

Of course, since it was a revolving door, it offered no resistance, and she fell into the entrance, face-planting.

Don looked up at the pony door in Slight alarm. Ohhhhhh, that enterance did not bode well.
 
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Tsuna frowned visibly at Don's mild irritation. The man was always irritable enough, what with all the insanity the place seemed to promote all by itself, without her adding to it. She quietly did as she was told, placing the shards of glass into the provided trash can. One of these days, she'd have to bring by a couple of friends - the earth and fire varieties - to replace all the glasses that had gotten broken over the chaos that seemed ever-present in the diner. Maybe they could make him a few unbreakable...

Her thoughts were interrupted by the extremely loud grinding sound, and she winced. Loud noises weren't her favorite thing in the world. The cat's shrieking was bad enough, but the under-powered god-cat-thing in the next room had nothing on the local can opener. She breathed a sigh of relief when the noise finally ceased, although her train of thought from prior had been entirely derailed.

The noise in the lounge seemed to have died down just a bit, and she decided that her favorite couch was now worth the risk. She glided over to the furniture piece and slipped onto its surface, running a hand over its cushions soothingly as she did so. Poor couch. The things it had to endure... Tsuna licked at the ball of water still hanging in mid air, such a small amount in such basic form easily manipulated with only her idle thoughts.
 
"Well thats not something you see every day." Tod said as a Pony face planted through the door. He went over and tried to help the poor thing up. "Are you okay, that looked like a nasty fall." He said in his best calming voice in case the creature wasn't sentient.
 
The cake-colored pony managed, with Tod's help, to regain her footing once again. Her head was still swimming, between the sudden trans-dimensional warp and minor concussion.

"Um, thanks, I'm alr-" she trailed off as she looked up at him. And up, and up. At this creature she'd never seen before, looming over her.

She skittered back until hitting a wall behind her. This gave her a wider field of view, allowing her to take in the rest of the diner, and its... occupants.

She fainted.
 
Well thats not something you see every day." Tod said as a Pony face planted through the door.
Don stared in the same direction with when brow lifted and the other furrowed. " Yeah, you'd think it'd be surprising by now."
The cake-colored pony managed, with Tod's help, to regain her footing once again. Her head was still swimming, between the sudden trans-dimensional warp and minor concussion.

"Um, thanks, I'm alr-" she trailed off as she looked up at him. And up, and up. At this creature she'd never seen before, looming over her.

She skittered back until hitting a wall behind her. This gave her a wider field of view, allowing her to take in the rest of the diner, and its... occupants.

She fainted.
Don sighed and tuned to the blackboard behind him, adding one more tally mark to "Door Malfunctions This Week" and one for "Faints this week"

Others were less passive. Drawn by natural concern, other patrons got up from their seats to go investigate the poor, distressed creature that just fainted by the door.
 
"Yeah yeah, use all excuses you want to avoid fighting me. It's flattering really." The cat said as it rolled its eyes at the foxgirl. It rolled its eyes again, the other way this time in case the foxgirl didn't notice it. "Oh gods Don, canned food? Really?! Wow, from what I heard of you I expected to receive at the very least a proper cooked meal. Wow, disappointing really. First, I found out you were a coward who uses cowardly tactics, now this?! Such a shame." The cat said with a smirk, pushing the can away. It had changed its tactics, choosing a more passive-aggressive approach. "Can I eat the pony instead?" The cat asked, licking its mouth as it stalked towards the unconscious animal.

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Tod looked at the cat. "If you touch her you'll regret it." He summons a ball of green fire from his hand and gave him a rare cold smileless stare. "And trust me this fire won't kill you just make you wish you were dead." He then let a new scaryer smile play on his lips. "Oh but I would enjoy the show so if you feel the need please try me."
 
Meanwhile through the warping process through the unknown. Subject 404 was travelling through space and time. A portal opened horizontally outside the Don's diner. The formally dressed gelatin looking specimen was puked out of the portal, horizontally with her face landed first. The wind howling dark portal shrunk and disappeared out of thin air. The amoeba pushed herself back up with her arms and brushed the remaining dirt off her fancy dress. The fall didn't even hurt her a bit and she just stood up like a champ. She looked at the diner and stared at it carefully with a soft and well projected smile. She didn't realize she went down a not knowing she won't return anymore. She didn't even bothered to enter just yet for she is enjoying the diner's exterior design for she has never seen anything like it before.
 
Cake With Mane started to come around. Her hooves went to the sides of her head immediately.

"Uuuhhhgggghhh..."

As her vision returned, her eyes snapped open and her pupils grew to the size of dinner plates. She stared at the creatures around her, unable to speak. She swallowed, audibly. Gulp.

At length, she gathered her courage - such as it was - and struggled to a sitting position.

"Wha - where - um, hi?"

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(A pack of Dog-People watching the commotion from a poker table across the room didn't seem to mind, and all shouted "HI!" back to her in unison.
 
*Her fur bristled in anger before deciding to ignore the beastly creature, looking around she sighed and carefully stowed the citole and the pieces in her bag as she finished off her drink, she had wood glue at home, that should take care of it, she got up and headed over to the pony at the door* "Are you ok ma'am? looks like you hit your head rather hard"

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Lemonade Pony shook her head a few times to clear away the fuzziness.

"I think I'm okay now, miss...?" she trailed off, looking up at the fox lady, as if just realizing something. She started looking in all directions, her eyes wild.

"Twilight? Spike? Where is everypony? What's going on?" Then she yelled at the ceiling, while shaking a tiny hoof: "Discord, are you being a meanie again? I'm gonna tell on you!"

After an awkward pause, she appeared to return to reality.

"Um. Sorry for yelling. Where am I?"

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"Oh wow, someone here's really into ponies." The cat said with a smirk. "Hey pony! Better watch your behind or that guys gonna claim it!" It called out to the now awake pony, pointing at the other guy with his paw. "Oh no! I'm so scared! Pssh, yeah right. 'It's so painful it'll make you wish you were dead' come on, just say that your fire's too weak to kill anyone." The cat said, doing a poor impression of the man's voice.

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*She gently pats her shoulder* "welcome to Don's pan dimensional Diner, my name is Kiagran, who are you? also, don't mind the cat, he is an ass but relatively harmless, claims he was a god....but he was stupid and is now a cat." *she stands up carefully* "want anything to eat or drink?"

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Tods smile grew wider, unnaturally so. "No its just I'm not going to break Dons rule of no deadly magic." Tod said as he tossed the fire ball at the cat, said fire ball quickly rushed at the cat in a streak of green light. "Yes miss pony can we get you any thing." Tod said over his shoulder to the pony, his normal smile back in place.

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Tod nodded and walked over to the bar. "May I have a hot cocoa please." He asked Don. "And if you could I'd like another whiskey." He leaned on the counter as he waited. "Oh yes miss pony please don't mind the cat he's really grumpy."
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"Um, I'm Dosey Doe," she said to the fox girl. "Ki-ag-ran?" she said slowly, trying out the strange-sounding syllables. "That's a nice name." She looked around the chaotic restaurant - by now, she either had accepted the existence of what to her, were aliens, or was simply too in shock to care.

"Don's Diner..." she mumbled to herself. Slowly, she hobbled over to the nearest booth and took a seat. "It's, um, nice?"

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After few minutes passed looking at the diner. She finally decided to give the place a little look from the inside for her eyes have been satisfied on what she is seeing. Without further a do. She decided to push the door on her way in. After entering. The small blob's eyes were caught with many different things and entities from different places, coming in all shapes and sizes. She was quite amused to what she is seeing and continued to smile gently and quietly. Looking up to a place like this is a completely different experience from her. Without realizing she was in the doorway blocking the entrance of the diner.
 
"Nice is kind of an understatement to how truly gloriously weird and unusual this place is, just be careful of the furniture...some things have personalities" *she smiles and sits opposite of the pretty pony* "where are you from?"

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"Ponyville," she answered quietly, hiding most of her face under her mane, resting her little fore-hooves on the table. As if that word would mean anything to anyone here.

If it wasn't for her town being attacked by (and then saved from, by Twilight) random mythological creatures every other week, she probably would have been terrified into a coma by now. Creatures that walk on two legs?! Madness! Oh wait, minotaurs. And diamond dogs. And Discord. And dragons.

After a moment, she sat straight up in the booth. "Oh no, Ponyville! My friends must be worried! I have to get back!"

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Whilst everyone was caught up in their own business, a glowing stranger waltzed into the diner wearing cowboy's garbs. "Hey, can y'all tell me where the heck I am?" He called out to the other patrons. If any of them bothered to look at him, they'd probably wonder how he was even able to say that, having only a horseshoe (or perhaps omega) shaped brand where his face might have been.

As he walked up to the bar, Ward took a good look at his surroundings. It kinda reminded him of a saloon, albeit a kinda big one. Well, at least he wasn't the strangest one here. There was a talkin' steed, for crying out loud!
 
Tod nodded and walked over to the bar. "May I have a hot cocoa please." He asked Don. "And if you could I'd like another whiskey." He leaned on the counter as he waited. "Oh yes miss pony please don't mind the cat he's really grumpy."
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"One cup 'a Coco and a Whisky, come' right up!


Whilst everyone was caught up in their own business, a glowing stranger waltzed into the diner wearing cowboy's garbs. "Hey, can y'all tell me where the heck I am?" He called out to the other patrons. If any of them bothered to look at him, they'd probably wonder how he was even able to say that, having only a horseshoe (or perhaps omega) shaped brand where his face might have been.

As he walked up to the bar, Ward took a good look at his surroundings. It kinda reminded him of a saloon, albeit a kinda big one. Well, at least he wasn't the strangest one here. There was a talkin' steed, for crying out loud!

"Oh for- SOMEONE ELSE TELL HIM!"
 
The amoeba girl noticed the new comer entered and by passed her. She was quite amazed by their unique appearance as well as everyone else. It seems like everyone is taking a seat as they enter. Clueless as she is. She decided to move into one of what it seems to be an empty seat, slowly. She tried to climb on one of the seats. It took her a while to get up due to her small stature. But it seems like she made it. She stood up in her seat and just waited. It seems like she is actually sitting but not exactly. She has never been to a diner before so she has no idea what is going on.
 
"Don can explain the transport to you better then I can, but essentially think about where you want to go when you walk out the door...whats ponyville like?"

*after she asked her question someone burst in through the door and hollered, she took in his interesting appearence and when the Don called out for someone else to tell him she stood up and called out to Ward*

"Your in Dons pan dimensional diner! Kick up a chair"

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