[So before Joseph starts talking, he's messing around with a pair of clacker balls - the gift he was given after the funeral. It was kinda nice to have them back, though with his artificial hand, it is a bit more difficult to use them - he doesn't seem as dexterous as he would be, though it would probably be hard to tell considering that he's kept his artificial hand under a glove at all times when in public anyway.]

So apparently this is the place for the important questions. [He cracks a bit of a grin - obviously how important varied according to each person, but that was neither here or there.]

Alright, I got one.

So we got people asking about abilities we had back home and what we got here now and all that good stuff. What I'm wondering is a bit different.

Hobbies. Fun stuff. What are you guys doing when you're not partying it up with the locals or getting ready for a fight? [While he's asking, he does a bit of a flourish, and the balls themselves seem to vanish for a few moments until he pulls them back out from behind him - good to know that he still had it.] Like me? I like reading comics. Y'know, superhero stuff. Doing little things like this - [He demonstrates another quick flourish with the clackers - this time switching which hand had them in midair] too. Dunno if that'd be enough to pique anyone's interest, but hey, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

[John is standing near his new "house", fiddling with his bracelet. He's taken everything he's heard and let it sink in before finally seeing what this bracelet can do. He's familiar enough with smartphones and webcams that he gets the hang of it fairly quickly.

His eyes glance over his shoulder to Loki house, then back to the camera. He gives his audience a charming smile]

Can someone please explain to me why Loki's colors have to be orange? I know we serve under the god of mischief, but do we have to look so tacky doing it?

[ From all haggard appearance, he's quite hungover. Then again, so's half the city. Jaime slouches, unamused, against the back wall of the stables. Petals tangle in his rumpled hair, and one particularly loud orchid looks to have been actually knotted into place. ]

When we've all recovered, I've two questions. Three, if you feel generous.

Well, aren't you a perfect busybody! [ The orchid snaps, as Jaime casts his eyes skyward, imploring. ] Back in my day, rude little weeds like you didn't just trample all over, making everything their business! Back in my day --

[ Without warning, his hand leaps up to snatch the flower, crumpling around it tight. It wiggles and thrashes in his palm, but Jaime only grips tighter, until at last the struggling quiets. With a wary motion, he slowly lets go. The orchid hangs limp. ]

-- First. Many of us seem to have received a gift. If you will speak of it, I would ask what you received.

My second question is the graver. In your homes, what laws and systems govern men? What actions are crimes, and what measures taken against the criminal?

They ought to call you a criminal! [ Squeaks the orchid, faint and indignant. ] Ruffian! Knave!

Last, will someone help me cut this bloody thing out?

I think I've gotten used ta this whole 'human' thing now. I haven't been here fer very long, but I need somethin' ta do or I'm gunna go crazy.

Anyone lookin' fer a hard workin' farmhand? I can sell thing's too, but I grew up and ran an apple farm before I woke up here. I can usually get anythin' ta grow, even without powers.

Uh...hallo? Anyone there? Oh nelly it sure is cold here. Even colder than when I went ta tha Crystal Empire tha first time. Brrrr.

How do ya'll even walk? I can't keep my balance, like I've been drinkin' too much cider or somethin'. It's gunna take me a while to figure out just how ta work this new body.

[There's a short pause for a moment.]

I can't even begin ta understand what happened ta me. This just ain't right, I tell ya. I don't understand what's going on here either, but I'll do my best ta help out.

[There's an even longer pause before something else is muttered, mostly to herself.]

I guess I should find some clothes...at least I still got my hat.

[ The video feed turns on to a pony... er, human... with purple hair with lighter purple streaks. She appears excited about something. ]

All right, all right. I think I've just about maxed out my hours in the library, so I'm ready to look for something else to occupy myself. And, er, earn some money. To buy books.

So! This is my official job inquiry. Does anypony have any open positions that requires a pony of modest talent? My special talent is... well, magic, but what that translates to here is that I do research, I have an excellent memory, and I have a good grasp of logic! I have work experience as a librarian, and... Okay, that's about it.

[ There's a pause as Twilight looks excitedly into the camera, bouncing on her heels. Then- ]

Soooo. Any jobs openings for somepony like me?

[By no means does the sprite look upset, but he does appear slightly more flustered than usual. Somewhat yellow around the cheeks and forehead (his neon-version of a faint blush), and there's good reason no one's seen him around that much lately. Jesus. The singing. His throat is almost raw from song-birding it all on his lonesome.]

It's over, right? The uh—the whole. Broadway horseshit extravaganza? Please tell me it's over for real now.

[He's raspy. Has to swallow a lot and is already on the hunt for:]

Apple juice. Anyone got any? I'll come to you. You won't have to take one step, just lemme know.

[ The video feed turns on to a rather nervous-looking girl in her late teens, though that nervousness is momentarily replaced by a grin. After all, she finally figured out how to work this thing properly. Figuring something out is always something worth celebrating, at least for Twilight Sparkle.

Still, her somber expression returns. ] I wanted to thank everypony who helped me out when we all first arrived. I've gotten much better at walking since then! Really. [ Because obviously they won't believe her unless she adds in that "really." ]

But... [ And this is really where she looks worried again... ] has anypony been outside today? There's clouds out there, and I am one-hundred percent certain nopony put them there. They're even moving all on their own...!

But nopony else has even mentioned it! Don't you all find this strange?!

[ Twilight bites her bottom lip for a moment, but presses on. ] It's strange enough that the sun and moon can rise without Princess Celestia or Princess Luna, but... do you suppose the patron gods are doing all of it? Raising the sun, and the moon, and moving the clouds... creating the weather...?

[ And finally, a large sigh. ] Really, this is such a strange place.