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Twilight and Rainbow have just picked themselves up off the floor.

"Sheesh, watch where you're going, will you?"

"Why don't YOU get out of my way next t- woah, where are we?!"

But there's no time for questions as a gray earth pony and a white unicorn with crazy blue hair show up.

"AW YEAH! This is my kinda party! Good thing I brought my BASS CANNON!"

A metallic contraption unfolds in to a stack of intimidating-looking speakers and unleashes wubs many-fold. Everything in front of Vinyl has just had its molecules rearranged.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=dT3lq4EJ2yU

Octavia is beyond caring at this point. She heads directly for the nearest source of alcohol.

He looks up once more, seeing that somehow...the place is now fully decorated. All the snacks aren't out yet, though...he stretches his eight wings once again and flies back over to finish up his work. The exact moment he lands, though, he's forced to cover his ears due to EXTREMELY LOUD music. This is literally the loudest he's ever heard any music played, and he's been at many parties (in disguise). He aims an opened hand at the speakers, and some invisible force brings the volume down to tolerable levels. NOW, he's able to finish this up, which he continues doing.

"Oh well...I'm going to have to thank whoever decorated the place so quickly."

He's also thanking God that Alphanus hasn't shown up to wreck the place and kill everyone present. Many of Zuriel's parties have ended that way, which usually prompts a big battle among many corpses.

"THANK you!" Octavia calls out without looking up from one of the hundreds of punch bowls distributed across the many tables in the hall.

"Blast, this stuff is non-alcoholic."

"You're welcome, whoever said that!"

Vinyl tinkers with her cannon for a moment, unable to discern the source of its drop in volume. The knob is still pointing at eleven. Eventually, she shrugs and decides to mingle instead.

She casually moseys on over towards Zandris. She raises her Wicked Sick ©® shades to reveal her purple eyes.

"Sup? Nice wings."

Zan blinks "I'd hope it isn't alcoholic..." He shakes his head, he wasn't against alcohol but he wasn't for it either. His wings wrapping around himself as he moves about.

As though on cue, a wild Berry Punch appeared!

Also Zecora, for some reason.

Suddenly, the best pony showed up! Also Applebloom.

She surveys the scene. [img]images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120120013632/mlp/es/images/0/0e/107_-_applejack_reaction_face_screencap.png[/img]

At last. Now the many tables are decked out with bowls, plates and dishes of all kind featuring almost every type of snack that exists, and some bigger types of foods. He sits down in a nearby chair and gets ready to make an announcement.

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The being decided that now was the time, and rose high into the air, his wings blocking out some light sources behind him. It seems he grew a bit larger, too. Not to mention his voice was rather loud, but understandably so since the place is rather large.

"Welcome, one and all, to my annual omniverse party! I am your host, Zuriel, and I've worked hard to bring this to everyone here. Now, I know many of you may have had some lofty troubles when the invites were sent out, I just couldn't get my act together, and for that I apologize greatly. But now that we've quite a few people here of all walks of life attending, I feel safe saying that the party has officially begun!"

He then made a sweeping motion across the room with his arms, indicating the walls.

"Should you wish, behind the doors that will appear whenever someone touches a wall with their hand, hoof, claw or what-have-you, is an activity of anyone's choosing, and any number of you can fit in one. With that now, have fun!"

He shrinks back down to normal size and lowers back to his chair.

Kitty, whose face was buried in the catnip, then realized that he was being very uncatly. Smoothing his fur, the kitten noticed a pony, at the punch bowls. Casually strutting over to her, he hops onto the table and purrs. "Hello. I am called Karlos von Kattington." Extra emphasis on the fancy-sounding name. "You can call me... Kitty. Another purr for effect. Kitty was attempting to flirt with Octavia, which he tended to do on occasion.

Green Bunny just kept staring at Unit, hopping up and down, squealing, and working up the nerve to ask him his name.

Moose ran (bounced, rather) in circles around the gigantic room, trying to chase various ponies with a magically endless Cheez Whiz can held in his mouth. Why? Nobody knows.

Zuriel takes to the air again and attempts to catch Moose, in order to seize away that can of Cheese Whiz and calm him down a bit. He is getting a little out of hand here, no?

"No, don't chase the guests like that!"

(Okay, I just checked out bunny kitty moose's profile. Best characters ever. EVER.)

"Oh, um, hello... I don't think I've ever seen a talking cat before. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Well, how do you d-"

She's cut off by Vinyl appearing out of nowhere and roughly putting a hoof around her shoulder. She's magically floating two bottles in front of her and Octy. "Dude, they've got cider! Oh hey, is this a friend of yours? And is he a cat? That's pretty chill! What's up?"

Pinkie is chasing Moose chasing ponies. She has a super soaker ninety million.

The light-god takes a passing glance at Pinkie Pie and what in God's name is she carrying around. He prays that that thing isn't dangerous, and keeps up his own pursuit of Moose. At least Moose is immune to physical pain, but he doesn't know that, hence the worrying.