Attack of the Psychic Prankster

Rainbow Dash opened her eyes. Or tried to. Try as she might, she couldn’t get her eyelids open, and the world remained dark. Not only that, but it was completely silent, which was a rather disconcerting thing to suddenly realize. She tried to blink but nothing happened. She tried to speak, but no sound left her lips. In fact she couldn’t even feel any lips to move, nor a throat for her words to get caught in. A little seed of panic planted itself in her mind, but before it could grow any larger, her hearing returned, and voices echoed through her.

“Hello? Is this thing working?”

“Can you hear us? Can you speak?”

The first was male, the second was female. Rainbow knew these voices. She tried her desperate best to communicate.

“Spike? Twilight?” she strained. To her relief, she got a reply.

“Ah, she replied! Clear as crystal!” said Twilight’s voice, followed by a clapping sound. “How do you feel, Rainbow?”

“My head’s all… fuzzy.” Rainbow replied, trying to remember what she had been doing last night. Had there been a crash? A horrible accident? A totally wicked bender that she couldn’t remember just now? No, none of that. She remembered that she had been talking to Twilight... There was a giggle from wherever Twilight what standing.

“Hehe, well, more like your jar’s all fuzzy, right?” she said. “You don’t have a head anymore! It’s probably just the sedatives still working your brain, it should clear up-“

“Wait, what?” said Rainbow. “What does that mean? And why can’t I see?”

“Huh? Spike, is her camera switched on?”

“Oh, I thought it was, my bad! Lemme just…”

There was a crackling sound, and then all at once, Rainbow’s vision returned. The first thing she noticed was Spike the dragon’s purple face filling up nearly her entire field of vision, his forked tongue sticking out of his mouth as he fiddled with some unseen mechanism.

“Aaah!”

“Oh, heh, sorry,” grinned Spike, as he backed away from Rainbow. His wings fluttered a little as he did so, wings that had grown to match his own slim, but tall frame. He was wearing a black hoodie over his scales, with three blue diamonds stitched over where his heart should be. To his right was another familiar face. Twilight Sparkle was wearing a lab coat over a white shirt and purple tie, as well as a pair of yellow rubber gloves. Even with Spike’s growth spurt, she was still the taller of the two, and very obviously thicker as well. Her dark purple skirt rippled underneath her; it could have just been her knees, but Dash knew what was underneath that skirt; it was the reason Twilight very rarely wore pants. They both seemed to tower over Rainbow right now; was she really that small compared to the both of them? There was also something behind them, but in her current state of hazy awakening, it was hard to focus.

“Hey Rainbow!” said Twilight as she waved a rubber clad hand. “Remember now?”

“Remember what?”

“The science experiment!”

“The science what?” replied Rainbow, trying very hard to furrow her brow and feeling absolutely nothing to indicate that she was being successful in this.

“You know, the experiment!”

“The what experiment?”

“The-urgh, Spike, go get a mirror.” sighed Twilight, smacking herself in the face with a loud thwap. Spike temporarily disappeared out of view, before reappearing with a small handheld mirror. He held it up in front of Rainbow Dash.

There was a pause as she took this in. Then she gasped as it all came flooding back to her.

“The science experiment!”

“Yes, yes, I think we’ve established that by now. Do you remember the specifics now?”

“Yeah, yeah! Jeez, that stuff you gave me must have been pretty strong.” said Rainbow, marveling at her new form in the mirror. It was so alien, so unlike how she had ever viewed herself- but it was unmistakably her. When Rainbow Dash looked in the mirror, what she saw looking back at her was a blue-tinted brain in a jar. The brain- her brain- was suspended in some sort of translucent fluid, bobbing up and down inside.

The sight of it had, fittingly, kick-started her mind back into working order. She remembered being asked to take part in an experiment, one that would leave her like this for a month or so. Normally she might have refused, but having just read a “totally rad” Power Ponies comic about a psychic brain in a jar that tried to take over the world, Rainbow had been quite receptive to the idea. Even if Twilight had taken the time to explain that no, this wouldn’t actually give her superpowers.

“So where’s my body?” asked Rainbow. The two figures in front of her stepped to the side, and Rainbow got a better view of the thing she had been dimply aware of in the background. It had at first looked like a dark-red circle, but now she could make out other things, like the bare toes sticking up, and the blue-furred flesh parts, and the ears, and the mop of rainbow hair lying to one side. It was her own brainless body, lying neatly on a table with her skullcap beside it. “Oh, there it is. Cool.”

“We’ll be keeping it inside my special cryogenic storage unit,” said Twilight .Spike walked over towards the body, curiously sticking his hand inside the completely empty skull cavity and giving the floor of the brain-pan a little knock.

“She means her fridge,” He said. Twilight glared at him, both for the comment and the way he was messing around with Rainbow’s empty head.

“ANYWAY” she continued, “Once we’ve moved your body safely into what is NOT a fridge,”- she paused to glare some more at Spike, who laughed nervously and waved with Rainbow’s lifeless hand- “We can start the testing! And oh look, it seems like Spike’s very kindly volunteered to do that! Alone.”

“Awww…”

After the moving, which the two mares of the room took great delight in watching, Twilight explained her project. A lot of the technical details were lost on Rainbow. Well, in truth, all of them were. She found herself drifting off a little, only perking up whenever she heard Twilight say something very peculiar.

“What was that?” she asked.

“I said I’m calling it the Neurothaumopathic Disseminator. I think that describes what your jar does quite nicely.”

“Oh. Uh, sure, Twilight.” Said Rainbow. “I thought you said the Semen-ator and I got excited. Joking!” she added quickly, as Twilight turned red. “So uh… how about you just… give me a summary of that very enlightening lecture”

“You didn’t catch a word of what I said, did you?”

“Nope.”

“Hmph. Right. To summarise then: You think words, me hear. OK?”

“OK, OK, I got it.” Said Rainbow, laughing a little at Twilight’s Brain-Science-For-Dummies voice. “So, this thing has speakers on it that transmit my thoughts?” she offered.

“Sort of. More like a custom-built internal neurological scanner that reinterprets data and then converts them to-“ she paused. As a brain, Rainbow didn’t have a face anymore, but it was pretty easy to imagine a blank look on those lobes. “You’re beaming your thoughts into my mind. And anyone else’s in the room.”

“Awesome!” The brain bubbled happily in her jar, before she too stopped to think. “Wait a minute. Have you been hearing every thought I’ve had?”

“No, no, apparently you have to make a conscious decision to speak, for lack of a better word, before anyone picks it up. I’m still doing the research for it.” explained Twilight. “Which brings us here.”

“To the science-room.”

“Laboratory, Rainbow. We call it the laboratory.”

Spike reappeared at this moment, having gone to fetch some well-earned drinks and snacks for himself and Twilight, laying a tray on the table just next to where Dash’s fancy scientific jar was. Twilight stopped her science lecturing momentarily to chow down on some delicious looking pastries. Although she now no longer had a stomach with which to feel hungry by, Rainbow’s old habits died hard.

“Yo Spike, throw some of those bad boys my way, yeah?” she asked. Shrugging, Spike tossed a pastry at Rainbow’s jar. It landed against the glass with a thunk before sliding down onto the table. “I meant feed it to me!”

“Spike, don’t throw pastries in the lab.” Said Twilight, as Spike went over to finish the job. “And don’t feed her either! She can’t even eat!”

“Says you!”

“Yes! That is what I am saying! You literally don’t have a mouth or stomach!”

Spike didn’t seem to heed Twilight’s word, taking the lid off of the Neurothaumopathic Disseminator and dunking the sweet treat inside of it. It floated above Rainbow’s brain, getting soggy.

“Uh, do you even taste that?” asked Spike, poking the pastry with a claw.

“I’ll let you know big guy, trust me.” replied Rainbow, who truthfully noticed no difference or any sweet flavour in her metaphorical mouth, but wasn’t about to admit that to Twilight. The alicorn sighed.

“O-kay then, now that we’re done feeding the test subject… let’s do some science!”

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It was maybe a couple of days of testing later when Rainbow started to notice something strange. Having no physical body probably sped this process up, as the pegasus brain now had a lot less distracting her, once she got over the vague compulsion to eat, or to flex wings that weren’t there anymore, and so on. This left her with a lot of time to think, freed from her many bodily needs and desires, and now relying on what her new, artificial senses perceived. Some ponies underestimated just how perceptive Rainbow could be when she was really focusing; as a brain she could do nothing but focus.

The testing Twilight had been carrying out had been mostly minor stuff; in truth it rarely needed more than a few hours of her time. One of the earliest tests had been as simple as Twilight walking out of the room to see if Rainbow could still communicate with her (she couldn’t). They had also quickly verified that Rainbow could talk to individuals if she focused on one particular pony (Or dragon, as it were). When they weren’t in research mode, Twilight would make sure to pop in and check on her friend, making sure to share any news or funny anecdotes she had heard. Spike, too, would often come down. One night he even brought a new comic he had bought, and taken the time to try and describe what he was reading aloud. He had fun doing all the voices.

But it wasn’t long before those strange moments became apparent. The main thing that Rainbow had noticed was that that whenever she asked for something, they would immediately comply. This wasn’t so obvious at first, because Rainbow was only asking for small things. Things like being turned around so that she could get a better look at something, or for Twilight to explain something again, or for somepony to fish out the now disintegrated remains of the iced pastry from before. What caught Rainbow’s attention was how swift and immediate her requests were answered. Rainbow thought back to that comic she had read the other day…

“Hey Twilight?” she asked, as Twilight was busy erecting a screen shield as part of her next test.

“Hmm? Two seconds, Rainbow, kinda busy.” Replied the princess. “Spike, have you written down the results of that audio test?”

“Done and done!” replied Spike, sitting on a stool and adding to the day’s notes, his long tail waving about idly. Dash looked at him. He would probably be an easier test subject…

“Hey, Spike. Stand up.” She said. Without replying, the dragon immediately stood up, still writing on his notepad with his quill. Rainbow throbbed a little in her jar as she began to get excited. “Cool. Now spin around.” She said, hoping to all heck that he wouldn’t just turn around and wonder what had gotten into her. But he didn’t; Spike span around in a circle, slowly turning with absolutely no grace, like the world’s most awkward ballerina. Behind him, Twilight finished setting up the screen and stood with her hands on her not-inconsiderable hips, admiring her work.

“Phew! Great, now we can start!” she said, turning around. “I want to test if you can still communicate through…” she stopped. “…Spike?”

“Yeah, Twilight?”

“What are you doing?”

“Uh, duh, I’m spinning in a circle.” said Spike, continuing to twirl around like he was trying to catch his own tail. In her jar, Rainbow bubbled mirthfully.

“And why are you doing that?!” asked Twilight, throwing her hands up in the air. Rainbow listened carefully, eager to hear what sort of excuse Spike came up with.

“Rainbow told me too!”

Well, shoot. Rainbow’s brain throbbed nervously , thinking she had been busted. Instead, Twilight turned around and stared at her, looking more confused than anything else. Thinking fast, Rainbow acted.

“It’s not like you suspect me of anything weird, right Twilight?” she asked. There was a sudden change in the alicorn’s expression, as that confusion melted away.

“Well… obviously, yes. I wouldn’t suspect you of being behind that. That would be patently ridiculous,” she said, before turning round and addressing Spike again. “Spike, stop spinning just because somebody told you to!”

“But… it’s fun, honest… urp…” Said Spike, who was looking rather more green than purple right now.

“Spike, you can stop spinning now,” said Rainbow quickly, before adding “And Twilight, doodle a moustache and glasses on your face with a pen or something.” Spike stopped spinning, swayed on his feet like he’d had a bit too much cider, and then fell flat on his back. Twilight, on the other hand, had produced a marker pen out of her lab coat pocket.

“Well then, shall we get back to science then?” she asked cheerfully, as she raised the pen to her face with her magic, quickly giving herself a curly black moustache. Rainbow silently laughed from her jar as Twilight happily went about fussing over the now-erected screen, the pen glowing purple as she added some big round glasses around her eyes. She gave no indication that this was in any way strange.

“Hey Twilight,” asked Rainbow, not able to resist pointing this out. “Nice glasses! It really goes with your moustache! Hahaha!”

“Very funny, Rainbow Dash,” Replied Twilight, rolling her now framed eyes. “You’re lucky I felt like humouring you. You deserved a treat for being a good test subject,” All of this sounded so natural that Rainbow herself started to wonder if Twilight really had just been humouring her… but no, that couldn’t be it, right? She saw Spike just about pick himself up off the floor as well. No, there’s no way Spike would spin to the point of almost throwing up unless something was going on with this weird machine Twilight had made. The only way Dash would find out for sure? To test things even further…

“H-hey Twilight? Spike?” she asked. Her two friends looked at her jar, waiting for more. “So…” Rainbow almost chickened out at this point, doubting the conclusions she had seemed so sure of earlier, but she couldn’t back down. So she pressed on, potential awkwardness be damned. “You’re both like… cool with whatever I ask you to do, right? No matter what?” Twilight blinked.

“I… guess? I don’t see why not,” replied the alicorn.

“Yeah, you’re our friend, right?”

“Right, right. Even if…” Dash struggled to articulate what she meant, but that was never her strong suit. Best just to see for herself. “Twilight, can you show me your boobs?”

Twilight’s eyes went wide, and she gasped. “Oh, no! Now I really am busted!” Rainbow thought to herself. Then, a huge grin appeared on Twilight’s face.

“Fascinating! Pony brains still possess a healthy libido even when disembodied! Spike, take notes while I show Rainbow my breasts!” A baffled Rainbow watched on from her jar as Twilight popped the button of her shirt and pulled her boobs out, clad in a black bra. They bounced up and down, two healthy looking mounds befitting a princess of Equestria, while Spike produced quill and paper to take notes on this exciting new discovery. “Have you noticed any changes in your libido since becoming disembodied?”

“No? H-hey, never mind that!” said Rainbow. “Twilight, are you...” She stopped, deciding to rephrase that. “You’re completely comfortable showing me your boobs when I ask. That’s right, right?”

“Well, if I wasn’t comfortable doing that, then why would I be showing you them?” replied Twilight, smoothly. As if to illustrate her point, Twilight whipped off her bra using her magic and leaned forward, taking hold of her now fully-exposed tits with both hands. “I mean, it’s just my body…” Rainbow had never known her friend to be so casual on this matter. It had been something of a running joke among their friend group to comment on Twilight’s attempts at modesty while possessing such generous proportions. She had never seemed fully comfortable being to… easy to notice. This wasn’t just Dash learning about a side of Twilight she hadn’t known about. This was change. She had changed Twilight’s personality, or her mind… the words flashed across Rainbow’s thoughts: She had controlled her mind.

“And you, Spike?” asked Rainbow, excitedly. “Show me your butt! Uh, please”

“Uh, am I still taking notes, orrrrr…”

“You don’t have to take notes, Spike,” commanded Rainbow. Twilight opened her mouth as if to say something to this, then stopped and stared listlessly as Spike turned around, bent over, and dropped his pants. Rainbow had to stop herself from laughing maniacally at the sight of his scaly cheeks. She’d done it! She had complete control over her friends minds! She had no idea how, but frankly, she didn’t really care.

“Ok, that’s enough Spike,” She said. “Same with you, Twi.” Once the two of them were decent again, Rainbow bubbled like a mint in soda, her brain practically bouncing off the glass walls of her jar in excitement. She could only assume that this would work on anypony. The possibilities that now lay before her were endless. All she needed was a little help, and some dedicated assistants… “So! Sooooo. You two.” she said, pointing her stem at the alicorn and the dragon. “Now obey my every order, forever and ever, and are totally cool with it. You’re my minions now.”

“Minions?”

“Yeah! I’m about to go on the greatest , coolest, most awesome spree of pranks Ponyville’s ever seen! And you’re both going to help me.”

“Pranks, huh? Well, I was kinda hoping to do more science…” said Twilight, stroking her chin before flashing a cheeky smile. “But sure, we can have some fun. Hehe.”

“That’s the best part. You’re going to help me prank ponies using science!” replied Rainbow.

“Really? How?”

“I want more range on this bad boy,” Rainbow nudged up against the lid of her jar. “Can’t you build… like, an antenna or something? To let me read more –er, talk to more ponies than just you guys or whoever’s close to me?”

“Like a radio transmitter?” suggested Spike. “Rainbow FM!”

“Haha, yeah! Well, Twi?”

“Hmmm… I think I could certainly try. No promises if it’ll work though! I’m still working on this machine’s final design after all.” said Twilight, nodding as she stared to pace around the lab, thinking out loud now. “It might take me a few days to get the right materials, build a few prototypes, do the proper testing and then possibly have to modify them further... Oh, and that’s not even getting into modding your own jar.”

“Uh, yeah, sounds tough.” said Rainbow, most of the technical talk flying over her jar. “Look, I trust you to figure something out, OK? You can do this!”

“Awww, thanks Rainbow.” The big purple pony blushed and shyly looked away, in a way Rainbow found unbearably cute.

“Come and hug me, Twilight, ya big brainy goof. You too, Spike.”

The two of them eagerly came towards her, but Rainbow mentally yelped when Twi magicked the lid off of her jar and scooped the brain inside up with her hands, so that she and her dragon assistant could give Rainbow a huge warm hug. “Ah, I should have said to hug my jar. Need to be more clear with my orders… although this does feel nice...”

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In the days while Twilight worked on the new transmitter for Rainbow’s jar, the pegasus brain amused herself by making her two happy new minions perform all sorts of things. One of Rainbow’s favourite things to do was to make them prank themselves. Not only was it hilarious, but it was a useful and fun way to test out what she could do, now that Rainbow could be a little bolder in her experiments. For example, one morning, while Twilight was away, she told Spike to fill a bucket up with water and balance it over the door to the lab, which he duly did.

“Hah, I get it” He had said, standing on his tippy-toes as he placed the bucket just right. “You want to get Twilight when she gets back, right?”

“Well, actually… Spike, I wanna try something different,” said Rainbow, thinking about how she was going this. “I mean, that would be funny, obviously. But that’d just be a regular prank. I want to go for the next level!”

“Yeah?

“Yeah! So, Spike, listen carefully: I need you to forget you even put that bucket up there. Right now, OK?” Spike stared blankly for a second, looking a little woozy.

“Uh… what were we talking about?”

“Oh, nothing. Hey, can you step outside the room for a second?” Spike didn’t even ask why, immediately turning around and heading for the exit. The second he tried to open the door, of course, the bucket of water tipped over, dousing the poor dragon in freezing cold water, followed by the bucket lading over his head. The sound of Rainbow’s laughter reverberated through his head for the rest of the day. But there had been another lesson learned: she could modify not just minds, but memory as well.

Rainbow wasted little time in putting this information to use when Twilight returned later that day.

“OK, everyone! Ready for some more exciting research?” asked Twilight, after fitting her figure into her lab-coat. Rainbow bubbled thoughtfully in her jar before replying.

“Well, about that, I actually find it kinda strange…”

“Find what strange?”

“The fact that neither you or Spike remember how this experiment started,” answered Rainbow. Again, she saw a brief glazing over of the eyes from both of her friends, as they both turned to look at each other, then back at the brain in the jar.

“That’s a good point, actually. Why…. Why are we doing this all anyway?” said Twilight, scratching the back of her head and frowning.

“Hey don’t look at me, I’ve been wondering that myself actually,”said the dragon. “Do you remember, Rainbow?”

“Hah, of course I remember! This was all my idea after all! The whole project.” Gasping, Twilight moved closer, eager to hear more.

“Wow, how…. Er, uncharacteristically scientific of you, Rainbow! That’s great!” beamed the princess, clapping her hands together. “So, you had us take out your brain so we could study you? For how long?”

“Oh, we didn’t have a time limit set, just for as long as we need,” said Rainbow, smoothly. It was a lot easier to lie when the ponies you were talking too were guaranteed to believe you. “Just to study, you know… stuff. Spike’s got notes.”

“Oh. And your body? Where’s that again?”

“Uh… that’s also in the notes. I forget. It’s not really important right now anyway. The important thing is, this is a long-term study, so it’s OK to have days where we just, you know, chill out and don’t do research stuff with me. I’ll tell you when it’s a good time for research, being the project leader and all.” Spike and Twilight slowly nodded along to this, and Rainbow smiled in her mind’s eye. Now she didn’t have to worry about Twilight bringing an experiment to an end before she’d really begun to have fun, and cemented her role as the one in charge. Of course, she had effectively been in charge from the moment her new powers had developed, but it was nice to make it official anyway.

Development of the transmitters could possibly have been sped up by a few more days had Rainbow really demanded it, but even with her overwhelming power over her friend, Rainbow didn’t want to work the poor girl too hard. Twi would spend a few hours a day on the project, and usually would have to go and perform various royal duties, as well as her equally important social duties. Rainbow would make sure to get all of the latest news on her other friends whenever possible, either from Twilight or from Spike. She looked forward to being able to talk to them again. Not just for the mind-control; she genuinely was missing them after all this time locked in the laboratory. It would just make the eventually reunion all the sweeter though. Oh the fun everypony was going to have!

In the meantime, whenever Twilight and Spike weren’t busy, she would amuse herself by having them prank each other and themselves, as well as performing other silly acts. Twilight had spent several hours one day fully convinced that she was a small terrier who responded to the name of Sparky. This was something of a bother to Spike, who Rainbow had managed to convince was actually Rarity.

“Oh, now this just won’t do! I’m much more of a cat pony, darling,” Spike had said, in that dramatic accent of Rarity’s, as Twilight crawled around on her hands and knees and did her best to lick his face. Something she was managing quite easily, given that she was somewhat larger than the dragon. “Rainbow, dear, can’t you get this mutt under control? Wherever did you even find her?”

“Heh, oh don’t be so heartless, Rarity. She’s cute!”

“Hmph. Well maybe you should have brought her to Fluttershy instead!” replied Spike, leaning his head back in a futile attempt to avoid Twilight’s tongue leaving a trail of saliva across his face. “Bleh!” He paused, staring hard at a box of tissues on a faraway desk. “Oh, drat, my horn must be playing up again. I must get that checked…” He walked over to retrieve the tissues, only to freeze up suddenly. “Eeeep!”

“Hahaha, Hey, stop sniffing Spi-er, Rarity’s butt!”

“Woof! Woof!”

Rainbow had almost kept them like that for a whole day, before deciding to play it safe. She didn’t want any of these changes to have lingering side effects… well, not right now, anyway.

She had, after some thought, allowed herself one more little indulgence. The day before the transmitter was ready, she announced a new rule: The laboratory was to be a no-clothes zone.

“So what, we just have to leave them by the door now?” asked Spike, already stripping off his hoodie and dumping it on the floor.

“Well, you can leave them in your room if you really want,” Said Rainbow, as Twilight neatly folded her labcoat up and began taking off her shirt. “You don’t see me wearing any clothes. It’s only fair! Besides, you two are so comfortable being naked, anyway...”

“She does have a point” conceded Twilight. “Besides, it’s actually kinda warm down here anyway. I think it’s all the equipment generating heat. And fold your clothes, Spike,” she added, huffing at the messy pile of clothes slowly forming at Spike’s feet.

“Yeah, yeah,”

“Woah woah woah!” said Rainbow suddenly, as Spike removed his underwear. “How come you get two dongs?!”

“Huh? Oh, these?” Spike looked down and idly grabbed both of his bright red, barbed dragon dicks. “Uh, I dunno. Ask my mom?”

“Rainbow, did you not know? Huh, I’ve got a lot to teach you about dragon biology!” giggled Twilight, who was now also naked. Her own set dangled free; such was their size that Rainbow had essentially seen most of it before in accidental flashes, but this was her first time seeing the whole thing at once. She wondered if it was possible for a brain to blush, because she sure felt red…

And so, Rainbow Dash allowed herself to see her friends in the buff as they worked. Which was all she would do, of course. It’s not like she was a total pervert. Nothing wrong with just appreciating your buddies bodies, right? That surely wouldn’t lead to anything kinky? Right? Right.

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Eventually, Twilight was ready. She came bounding over to the table that Dash was seated on and sat down on a stool next to it.

“Great news! I-“

There was a loud, drawn out, rumbling sound that made the Princess flush red. Then she looked down on her seat.

“What the… oh, very funny Spike!” she said, throwing the whoopee cushion she had sat down on into the dragon’s face.

“Hey, that wasn’t me, honest!”

“Oh, yeah, so it was the brain in the jar that set it there?!” asked Twilight, as Rainbow chuckled and bubbled away. “Or do you think I set it down there and forgot?”

“Man, wouldn’t that be funny…” muttered Rainbow. Taking a deep breath, Twilight returned to the matter at hand, holding up an antenna that had some sort of mechanical attachment the base. “This is it. I’m nearly 100% certain that, once I attach this, you’ll be able to communicate with ponies all throughout the town! Your signal, for lack of a better term, will be able to hijack pre-existing radio waves, and then if you follow the laws of-“

“OK, we can go over the technical details later. For now, let’s just give this bad boy a try!” replied Rainbow. Her time as the ultimate prankster goddess of Ponyville… had come.