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2nd Jun 2020, 6:00 AM

Imagine that player-Pinkie was holding a handful under the table and then brought it up to mime sneezing it all over the table.

…Look, sometimes there’s only so much the theater of the mind can do, and I’ve got to spell it out so people don’t get confused and imagine someone actually stuffing confetti up their nose in advance.

DM: There are guards in every direction at the train station when you arrive, as well. Guards on the platform, guards on the roof, more than a few armed with weapons.
Rarity: …We’re not being… arrested, are we?
Applejack: They don’t seem to be surroundin’ the train…
Rainbow Dash: Jail or royal wedding… Tough choice.
Pinkie Pie: Uh-oh, girls. Pinkie miiiiight be smuggling an illegal amount of streamers, confetti, and cake. Everypony act natural, and we’ll get through this just fine.
Rainbow Dash: Huh?
Rarity: Are you implying that there’s a critical mass of party supplies that is forbidden to transport?
Rainbow Dash: Well, she does have that party cannon. Could be weapons-grade.
Applejack: Why do I get the feeling this is a setup to a–?
SFX: “A-CHOO!”
Applejack: …There it is.
Princess Cadance: Hahaha! So in the game, Pinkie just sneezed confetti? That’s great!
Applejack: Well, someone appreciates ya.
Pinkie Pie: Thank you, thank you! I’ll be here all week!
DM: Nnnnnno you won’t. Clean this up.