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The Carousel Boutique [Open]

Rarity stood in the simulation of The Carousel Boutique, recalling the colours and atmosphere of the place. A hologram of Opalescence was sitting on the table, swishing its tail and looking at Rarity.

"Do you think this gem would do, Opalescence?" She levitated a red gem and the cat blinked. "Or this one?" Rarity asked, levitating a blue one. The feline mewed and stretched.

The unicorn smiled and continued to play-work with the pony outfit she was currently pre-occupied with.

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Restless. That's what Mindy was at the moment, and after a long time practically drowning herself in the bathhouse, she figured it was time to move around. Walking over to the Sensorium's, whistling Axel F to herself, she walked in, wondering if she could at least get an hour of training.

She saw the simulation was occupied, but could help goggling for a moment It was like something out of a crazy circus dream, and she had, HAD to see what kind of twisted mind would come up with this sort of monstrosity. It looked like a Merry go round gone wild!

She walked in and came upon a curious sight: a cat dolled up to look like a kewpie doll, but that was nothing compared to who she heard actually talking: a pony. No wait, a fucking UNICORN. A unicorn in frou frou world. Or was she managing it? Who knew?

Now she'd seen everything.

"Uh," she said, trying not to look amused. "Hel-lo?"

M'gann, like all the relatively new crew members was rightfully fond of the sensoriums, always glad to have some place to escape to where just a thought could surround her with the physical sollace of home, though she'd yet to risk the emotional damage of recreating her family.

When she stepped in today though - already shapeshiftitly sweater and sneaker-clad with ginger hair tied into pigtails - it was occupied by perhaps the most whimsical little building she had ever laid eyes on. The spired roof with it's fluttering flags and brightly painted slats all but sparkled, set like a bright jewel in the middle of a lovely field of grass so green M'gann could have sworn it was painted there.

Stepping a little further into the scene M'gann made her way down the path to the building, peering in the window. The little white unicorn she had carried to the top of the podchambers when they had been released was happily bustling about inside, fussing over something flagrantly pink and frilly on a pony-shaped dressform. Ponies made dresses?! She'd had no idea!

M'gann tapped the glass of the window lightly and waved.

"Hi Rarity!"

Without a word of explanation, Morgan wandered in, paying apparently no attention to his surroundings. On SOME level he must have been aware of what was around him, since he easily skirted the table without ever looking up from his thoughts, before stepping behind a large mirror.

He didn't come out, but after a moment, he sighed as he finally realized that once again he'd walked into a Sensorium without noticing it already had occupants. "...Sorry," he said, terribly sheepishly, still from behind that mirror.

Applejack had been swept up in her attempts to grow and harvest some usable apples. There were other apple-like alien fruits to buck as well, but she'd never like them quite as much as her prized apples. They were one of the healthy staples of a pony's diet, one she wouldn't give up easily.

Between her apple quests, she'd started to hear a hubbub about an event called a 'prom'. Near as she could figure, it was something akin to the Grand Galloping Gala...well, that sure made it sound appealing. She made a little face and set off, hoping to check on something in one of these Sensorium huts.

The one she chose definitely threw her off balance, as she appeared to be back in Equestria for a moment. She was with Rarity and Opal at the Carousel Boutique, one of the fine Ponyville establishments she happened to visit infrequently.

"Oh hey Rarity," Applejack greeted, poking her head around one of the pony mannequins. "Funny, I thought you'd be busier than all of this. Need a hoof spreading the word?"

Zouichi stepped into the Sensoriums, then slowwwwwly turned on his heel and was about to leave.

Maybe he was hallucinating. Maybe he shouldn't have tried to shoot that brand off his forehead.

Hank had not had a chance to see the sensoriums quite yet, being busy studying real things, but for now he wanted to see just how convincing these things could be. Not exactly sure what to do, Hank enters one. he looks around to see what looks like a fashion studio.

"Well this was unexpected."

Pinkie had heard of the Sensoriums and what they could do, but this was the first time she had been able to try them out for herself. Her plan was to try and recreate Sugarcube Corner, so you can imagine her surprise when she stepped in and found herself in front of Rarity's boutique, instead.

"Hey! This thing is broken!" She announced loudly as she burst through the door, but then her demeanor changed immediately. "Rarity!"

She dashed over to her friend excitedly. "Hi Rarity! Applejack told me you were here too but I hadn't seen you, but now I have and this is great!"

Cassie had wandered over to the Sensoriums on a whim, curious to check it out after what she'd heard of the place. She wasn't really sure of what she had expected to see when she arrived, but she'd decided to keep an open mind.

Even with an open mind though, the large colorful building that she saw as she entered was not what she'd expected to see. She stepped inside cautiously and spotted a pretty unicorn standing not too far away, reminding her vaguely of the two other ponies she'd met so far on the ship.

She smiled and spoke up quietly, not wanting to startle the pony. "Hi there. I... I hope that I'm not bothering you."

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