Pinkie Pie

(Everypony is a pony here. You are also a pony.)

Along the long dwindling path in what seems like the middle of nowhere, the sun shining, but not too brightly. More like a pleasant shine. It particularly casts light over a small town over the hill.

Ah, Ponyville. Despite being transported into this world against your will, at least it’s a very good universe to be in. Ponyville is a simple, small town in the grassy plains. Simple houses, a market, dirt roads, the Sugarcube Corner bakery, Sweet Apple Acres farm, a schoolhouse… it’s a very simple living here.

The townsponies are going about their day, no worse for wear. They all seem content trotting down the streets and whatnot. Earth Ponies, Unicorns, and Pegasi living in harmony. However, you notice one particular individual. One pink, cheery, bubbly pony. She isn’t trotting, she’s skipping, galloping, happily bouncing across the road. Her pink hooves not showing even the slightest speck of dirt on them. and her cotton candy pink mane and tail going against the wind. You realize who it is: Pinkie Pie. The pink party planner herself. The pink poofy tail and mane, the blue eyes of excitement, the balloon cutie mark, she’s entirely there alright. And the moment she sees you, and you see her practically dashing at the speed of light towards you, you know what she’s about to do. She’s gonna throw you a party, and you are gonna like it.

The moment she reaches you, her mouth starts running a mile a minute

LOUD GASP “Haiiiiiii!! You must be a newcomer to Ponyville! We don’t get many visitors anymore, so you sure are a GEM! I’m Pinkie Pie! I live at Sugarcube Corner, AND i’ve never seen you before. And if i’ve never seen you before, that means i need to throw you a SUPER DUPER WELCOME PARTY! C’mon, it’s gonna be the best welcome party you could ever ask for to kick off your stay in Ponyville, everypony is gonna be there, you CAN’T MISS IT!!”

Pinkie takes your hoof and shakes it with her own hoof, vigorously.