HI it was my first time at Flying Pony lessons today and I could not find the Cloud 9 Floating Observation Platform (why weren't there any signs??!!) and ended up somewhere in a faraway land I do not know where I got lost in the clouds. But I am safe and there are rainbow waterfalls and my flying pony is drinking from the pools ooooo I do not know what is going to happen when it gets dark how do I find my way back to the Old Corral dear Mr. @Lasso Larry I do not want to spend the night in the darkness in the clouds lit only by the moon.

HI I do not want @Lasso Larry or anyone else to come rescue me because I am running away with the Stormwings because they really understand me and I knew I loved riding flying ponies from the first time I flew a flying pony last week but now I can be free and fly whenever I want because the Stormwings are teaching me.

So please do not try and take me back I will never go. But I hope my pony was OK when you found him by the rainbow pools.

And HI @Kiana Radesi I enjoyed seeing you by the ruins with your parents I hope you were having fun but it is a life I will never have again because I am going to race with the winds and the thunderbolts from now till forever.

HI I did not want to be captured in a bottle and taken back to school but that is what @Lasso Larry is doing! I was minding my own business flying faster and faster in a Stormwing tornado when Larry used his Wind Whip and lassoed me around my ankle whisps and pulled me in. I gave up my physical body as part of my Stormwings initiation but the Wind Whip must be a very special kind of lasso because he roped me anyway and stuffed me in a bottle! Now I am bouncing on his saddlebags in a bottle while Larry sings dorky old cowboy songs and yodels.

I think this is against my rights even though I am a psychic minor.

HI I do not want to be involved with Student Activities anymore because I am being held in the school against my will and like @Uforik Joy says we are being trained against our instincts not only in our schoolwork but in our leisure time as well.

My RA released me from the bottle that @Lasso Larry trapped me in but now there is a Pressure System around the school so I can not leave and join with my sisters the Stormwings. I fly and fly around the school but it is only in a big circle! But now I am wild and no one can tame me any more. You just wait until the wind changes and I am out of here.

HI I am still trying to bust out of this joint but the Pressure System installed by those traitors and suck ups from Weather Witch Club is keeping me in! But one of these days they’ll lose it and that’s the last you’ll see of me around here.

Meanwhile I found I’m not the only one who thinks this “school” is more like a psychic prison. There’s Larissa, the centauride from the UHE (United Horse Empire) who got sent here against her will because her mom is some political bigwig back home. And Sam who is here as part of the terms of her juvenile work release program after smashing up that bar with all the flying pool balls (underage telekinesis was the charge) and Hambone, who has to wear a telepathy inhibiting hat in public because of her proclivity for identity theft and insider trading scams.

Yeah we’re the ones you see hanging out in back of the cafeteria. And we are mostly in foul moods so unless you’re ready to test our limits, I suggest you keep your distance.

My crew and I were out late last weekend, checking out what's left of the old Strange Patterns™ tags under the bridge, and generally being pissed off. So we ended up hanging out behind the admin building and Sam says "Let's break in!" and you know how all the buildings have their creepy eldritch security, but we found this door in the back leading to the cellars, so we went for it.

We crept around for awhile, heard the Spongiform Unimind snoring, and then found this room with frickin' DEAD BODIES in it, and some weird equipment and amulets and resonators. Hambone said "Shit! It's like a DIY 'let's raise the dead' set up!" So we grabbed what we could, including some moldy old instruction manuals, and bolted. We left the stinky dead bodies though.

So we take it to the woods, right? Larissa has a clearing near the road that's her hangout place so we set up the equipment and turn the volume all the way up. And what do you know this rotting, flattened squirrel crawls up to the edge of the clearing, kinda wheezing and growling, trying to make its way to us, so we got the heck out of there.

Overall assessment---great weekend!

Yeah, uh, that'd be a big NO on the super hi-fi DIY "let's raise the dead" equipment @Abigail C. Obviously we thought "hey that stuff's awesome" and Hambone was coming up with lots of great schemes and pranks with it, like, we hang out at the mortuary and raise the newly departed and have them clean out their bank accounts and give them to us, except of course I still can't leave campus, but anyway when Larissa went back to check it out it's literally SWARMING with musky dead roadkill specimens and she didn't want to get her handsome centaur flanks anywhere near it. So, it's there if you want it I guess, and it's not going anywhere. Unless that herd of roadkill gets some kind of ideas... in their collective undead head.

And no of course we didn't touch those stinky dead bodies down there. What? Are they missing too? You really gotta keep better track of your shit.