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One interpersonal party problem at a time, I guess.

Rarity: Euuuuurgh… That makes it my turn, doesn’t it…?
DM: If you want to.
Rarity: Might as well rip it off like a bandage. I… <sigh> I enjoyed myself, playing this role. Perhaps a bit too much. I’m sure it’s no secret that I like to chew on the scenery whenever I get the excuse. The thing is, if it had just been me, if we could afford to have one character become a sideshow while the rest remain able to work… it might have been tolerable. That sort of situation isn’t uncommon.
Pinkie Pie: Yeah, exactly!
Rarity: What was new was that it happened to two-thirds of us, and I still acted as if it was I alone. Because I didn’t know what else to do! I hoped it would be fine. I’m sorry for my part in that.
Applejack: For what it’s worth, I thought it was hilarious.
Rarity: Yes, well, thank you, that was the point. I’m grateful, though, that your constant lying provided an ablative layer between me and your riffing for once.