"Help me, help, can't move. Sound...Cannon...Deafening me." It's like being cradled by soft fluffy pillow that's trying to cram a vuvuzela inside both of my ears. This would be very comfortable if it wasn't for the fact that im slowly loosing feeling in my head. "Whats that taste...blood? Ohhh daaaamn, nosebleed duuuuude." Head hurt, can't do sentences good, not sure what happen to me. "Immmm seeing colorsssss man,everywhererrrrrr. I can't do this anymore, I think im-im gonna pass out, no, nope im good, im good, im-im-im dead."
"HEY MAN! SWEET MOVES UP THEREEEE and he's unconscious. Hmmm gotta fix tractor beam thingy on here, that's like the third dude this week. Whatever, I'll get it eventually." The musician stared down at the unconscious heap at her hooves, deciding it was the most neighborly thing to do she carried him downstairs onto couch.
"Ughhh, my head. This really needs to stop happening to me, this is like what? The third time i've been knocked out here?" Seriously though, this is gettin' ridiculous. Where am I? Last thing I remember I was being held by a tractor beam, and now im resting on a couch. Well not the worst place I've ever regained consciousness. It's dark, smells funny, and I seem to be surrounded by all kinds of stereo equipment. I can only assume I've been taken to the downstairs of Vinyl's home. "YO VINYL! YOU HERE!?" No response, it wouldn't surprise me if she's deaf. "Hey! So my jobs done here, so I guess I'll be leaving now, so you know, stop with the city wide music blasting. Or you know, I'll burn your house down or something." Im not sure if I really mean that or not. I'll leave on that note.
"Where'd you go? Argh damnit! I leave for like 10 minutes and he's up and wandering the streets like nothing happened. Great, no I gotta go track him down. Can't be that hard to find him, those newbies always stand out in a crowd.
Man this is weird, first time walking around Ponyville on my own, never realized how many ponies are out here during the day, this place is crowded. God, there's no way im gonna find all the crap where gonna need for the trip, I dont even know where to begin looking. I feel like I should ask for directions to some kind of pony Wal-Mart or something. Man, what was that place called again? Barnyard Bargains or something? God im so lost.
There you are you little bastard, you stand out like a sore thumb. Your crazy color dosn't help you much either. "HEY YOU THERE!
Huh? Someone's calling me, wheres that coming from? Oh crap, It's Vinyl. I hope she's not crazy or anything. "Oh hey, Good job on knocking me out with that stupid tractor beam thing. Dumb thing gave me a nosebleed, was out for about 10 minutes then woke up on your couch. Very comfortable by the way."
"Yeah about that. It's not a tractor beam, so stop calling it that. It's a mod im working on for my favorite little toy, still working the bugs out. But hey at least I saved you from smashing into the ground, that wouldn't of been a pretty sight."
"For the record I was more than capable of stopping myself. I just decided that maybe crashing into your house was the best way to turn that damn music off. And speaking of you little toy, how did you even make that thing? Never seen anything like it before."
"That's because there's nothing else like it, one of a kind. Funny story actually, crazy thing started out as just four bass speakers tied together on wheels. And what's wrong with my music? Everyone loves my music!"
"Loves? My uh, roommate said you used to blast that stuff daily, had the whole town ready to bust down your door put an end to your musical plague. Not that I really mind it, but you know, just doing the town a favor and stuff."
"Well no one's ever came and told me to stop, I just figured everyones cool with it. Did the whole town really not like my music?"
"No one could ever come to tell you to stop, im pretty sure whenever you did play your music you incapacitated everyone in the entire town. And even then I can't really speak for the whole town, but it did seem pretty clear that no one liked what you were doing."
"Well thats a bummer, anyway seems like your lookin for something, feel like I kinda owe ya' for knocking you out." Yeah, no kidding.
"Just looking for some place to get some travel supplies, you know like camp gear and stuff."
"I got a place in mind, come on follow me." Well at the very least she's being helpful. "Hey, while we're walking wanna tell me where your gonna be going?" Meh, don't see the harm in telling her.
"Well me and a few of my friends are taking a trip to the Firebrand Mountains, supposed to be some huge ruins out there, figured it would make a pretty cool trip."
"Never heard of the place, I don't really get out much." No kidding, you're white as a ghost. Or is that normal? "Never really have much of a reason to get out, always busy making music, sharing it with the town and stuff. But now that I know that the town dosn't even like it I guess I don't really have anything to do anymore." Did I just ruin her? "Anyway, where here. Have fun on your trip."
"Oh wait. One question before you go, this has been bugging me for a bit. Your not from here are you?" Other than me and the Doctor I wasn't aware that ponys used the word anybody, or everyone. Or for that matter knew what dubstep was.
"Haha, your a sharp one kid, I'll give yah that. I know for a fact that you aren't either right? How long have you been here?"
"What? I don't know what your talking about? I've been in Equestria all my life, traveled around a lot sure but I am from here."
"Oh please, don't play dumb with me, you're not exactly trying to hide where you from, well, not that I do either but you know what im hinting at." Is she saying she's from earth to?
"Ok just to be perfectly clear you are really from.....?"
"Earth, Im human, or was. And you're not that different, right? Just another poor kid sucked out of his world and dropped here." So im not the first to have this happen to them then. Well, that's a little comforting I guess. Man, I wounder how many more of us there are just trying to blend in here then? "So how long have you been here kid?"
"About five or so days, not long. Im guessing you've been here a lot longer, right?"
"Yep, been here for about a year and half now. Can't say it's been a bad time, not much to do around here though." Resist the urge, she can't come with us. There's no way Dash will let me bring her. But she is the only one of my kind I know of here...Ah what the hell, I can deal with consequences later.
"Well.....I don't see why you couldn't come with us, im sure my other friends wouldn't mind." I really hope this isn't going to be a bad decision on my part.
"You know what, that sounds like something I could get into. You got a name? Not your pony name or crap like that, whats your name you were born with?"
"Oh um Im Tyler. But around here I just go by Burnout. What about you?"
"Clair and I guess my fame precedes me as you've already heard of my stage name Vinyl Scratch. So, where should I meet you for the trip?"
"Well...um can you fly?"
Authors Note: Sorry about the lack of updates, just got my laptop back from repairs. Normal upload schedule and stuff startin again. Riften Out.