Well, Pinkie asked for it, so here it is. A random quote. Though I'm not sure about how to do them. Pinkie just wants a quote, so here is my quote for the world.
"Great Scott!"
-Doctor Emmett Brown, Back to the Future. (Or Marty, that one time in the third movie.)
Ha, I lol to myself very hard. Hey, Pinkie didn’t mention what kind of quotes, so I’m going to throw out ones that I like. Here’s my first. It’s totally random. I’m random. It’s a match made in heaven! How are these things supposed to be formatted?
I’ll admit that Vinyl isn’t too bad of a player. She really needs to work on her headshots though. We got a good chance to talk to each other. Apparently she grew up in Baltimare. Go figure. Everyone suspected it was either Canterlot or Ponyville, though she admits that she lived in both places for a time. She was in the first wave of immigrant ponies to this world, and lived in New York until Celestia claimed this bit of land. She now lives with her friend Octavia right down the street from my house and owns a nightclub. Good for her. We did about four levels before she called it quits and left to get ready for tonight.
I turned back to my bed and noticed Pikazilla was staring at me. It was kinda creepy. I turned off the Xbox and left my room, feeling that I had enough. I took my finished lunch plate down with me. I still haven’t mastered stairs so I’m just cheating my way by flying. My sister noticed and frowned at me. “Sunshine, what have I told you time and time again?” She asked.
I set the plate in my mouth down. “Uh, ‘no cuts, no buts, no coconuts?’” I asked. She glared at me. Well I’m new here. What do you expect? It’s still my first day!
“No. No flying in the house.” She said. I rolled my eyes. I just got these wings. I will use them! No coconuts about that! If you don’t like it, you can shove a spoon up your real sister’s ass! I’m sure there is enough room for it. I mean, look at it. It’s fucking huge!
Of course, it’s my ass right now. Oh shit, I really do have an attractive pony body, don’t I? That’s just wrong… on so many levels! I mean, first, I’m just borrowing this body until I can figure out a way to get home. But I am still using it, and everything that goes with it. Yeah, not really pleasant thoughts…
“Hello? Are you listening to me?” The blue unicorn was directly in front of my face now. I jumped back in surprise. Damn, was I lost in thought or something? I need to stop doing that. “I said did you have fun with Snowstorm?” She asked.
“Oh, yeah, he’s fun. We had a great time.” I said. I really did have fun. I got to touch a cloud, kick a pervert, and make a friend. Gender and body issues aside, I had fun. Gender… does it matter that much to me? I mean, sure… It’s not that bad being able to experience what it’s like on the other side of the Xs and Ys. I just have to control what I think about. That’s not too hard. I also have to refrain from giggling. I’m not a giggler. “Anyway, I was invited to a party tonight.” I added.
She smiled. “Where’s the party?” She asked.
“Vinyl’s place.” I answered. She put on an unreadable look. Did she not approve of my choice of party ponies? There’s no way in hell I’m attending a Pinkie party. Those things give people diabetes from all the sugary snacks.
My sister’s face softened. “Okay, just be careful.” She said. She turned around and started to walk back to the couch, but stopped and turned back to me. “When are you going?” She asked.
“Vinyl’s gonna pick me up at six, or somewhere around that time.” I said. She seemed unsure of the time she would pick me up. Meh, that’s just who she is, I guess. I wasn’t going to worry about it. After all, it’s Vinyl Scratch. You’re all jelly of me seeing Vinyl Scratch, aren’t you? I know you all. You’re so jelly.
Copycat went up to us. “Hey, Ocean Wave, Sunshine, I want to play a game.” He said. Oh great balls of fire, his voice is still annoying. Wait, did he just say my sister’s name? He did! Yes! I know her name now.
Ocean Wave turned to him. “Sure, what kind of game?” She asked.
Copycat opened the cupboard door and pulled out Spongebob Monopoly. “Let’s play Monopoly!” He said excitedly.
My English teacher’s speeches about Monopoly rang in my head, and I burst out laughing. You wouldn’t understand why I’m laughing unless you’ve met him. He always used Monopoly in a… dirty kind of way. Like Tucker would say, “Bow chicka bow wow!” So, to hear my little brother say that he wanted to play Monopoly always made my day better. Of course, Monopoly is no longer just an innocent game to me. It’s quite sad actually.
I stopped laughing when I saw their faces. Ocean looked concerned and Copycat looked at me like I was crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I am crazy, so it didn’t bother me a bit. “Uh, no thanks. I’m good.” I said.
I heard a knock at the door and turned to open it. Standing there was a familiar white unicorn DJ. Next to her was a grey earth pony mare with a bow tie and a purple treble clef cutie mark. She looked rather impatient. It took me a couple seconds to recognize her as Octavia. “Am I early?” Vinyl asked. I shook my head. “Oh good. I thought it was gonna take forever to find you. Are you ready?” She asked. I nodded. “Good, let’s go.”
I walked out the door, waving goodbye to Ocean Wave, Copycat, and Octavia, who decided to stay for some reason. I wasn’t going to question it. I don’t usually question the workings of the universe. Or, well, in this case, it’s the multiverse. I’m tangenting again. I don’t care though. I’m just walking along with Vinyl, so I can afford to think. It’s not that hard to think and walk at the same time.
Now then, physically, I’m a yellow Pegasus mare with a blue and pink mane and tail, which, if you just put me as a silhouette, could be mistaken for Rainbow Dash. While I’m not fully comfortable in this body, at least I can keep my real identity a secret. Sprite only knows how long I can keep it up though. I’m not the type of person that can think quickly. I crack under pressure, and if the truth comes out I’ll be labeled insane and left on the street to rot, or thrown into an insane asylum. No pressure, right? Yeah, I’ll just keep telling myself that.
Vinyl’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Snap out of it!” She was yelling in my ear. Why was she yelling? I flinched at the sudden outburst of noise. “Finally! You went into some weird trance thingy and froze up. I’ve been trying to get you out of it for five minutes!” She said, exasperated.
Me, in a trance? I was only thinking. Maybe the pressure is getting to me already? How could it? It’s only my first day. Thank television it’s almost over. I noticed Vinyl approaching me. I put a hoof out to stop her. “I’m okay, just thinking.” I said, trying to calm her down. Well, that and I don’t want her yelling in my ear again. It’s ringing madly. I might be going deaf in that ear. Such a shame. I like hearing things. It’s nice. R.I.P. My Ear.
Another voice made me jump. “Well, don’t think too hard Sunshine. You might break something.” I looked up and saw that Pegasus mare from before. I think her name was Charcoal Embers. What was she doing here?
I looked around. We got one or two stares, which, when I noticed them, turned away to do whatever it is they were doing. Mainly walking. It’s good exercise. “So,” I started, turning back to Charcoal, “what are you doing here? Are you coming to the party with us?” I asked. It would be good to have a responsible mare in the same room as me. You know, as a precaution in case I do something stupid. You know what? Forget that. When I do something stupid. Much better.
Charcoal nodded. “Yeah, I might as well come. Besides, I can see a budding friendship between us, as well as your own troubles.” She said. I had to give a questionable look. Who wouldn’t?
I appreciate that she wants to be friends, but I call bullshit on the second one. “You have no idea what my troubles are.” I said, a little too coldly for my tastes, but it got my point across.
The still airborne black Pegasus smirked. She smirked. I never pictured the calm mare as a smirker. “I know you are having trouble adjusting to a sudden change, and that you have a dark secret.” She said in a tone that reminded me of Twilight Sparkle, with a hint of Trollestia.
I gave her a smirk of my own. “You’re half right Emby. Though, you are very unspecific on your accusation. You won’t win a game of Clue like that.” I said, laughing. Vinyl Scratch laughed too. It felt good to laugh. It always feels good to laugh. Laughter is the best medicine, after all. It’s also apparently an Element of Harmony. The one Pinkie Pie represents. I don’t care how many fanfics say that they are the Elements. The second episode clearly said that they represented the Elements, and therefore were fit to wield them. If they stopped representing them, like when Discord tricked them, then the Elements wouldn’t work for them. Simple. Fudge, my tangenting needs to stop. I’m distracting myself.
Vinyl motioned for us to follow again, so I did, with Charcoal right behind me. I got an uncomfortable feeling and turned around to see her examining my body with a magnifying glass. I scowled and cleared my throat. She got the message and put the glass away, looking professionally at the nearby buildings. She was obviously suspicious of me. I just turned back to Vinyl, who had stopped.
“We’re here! The Vinyl Octaves. I know, sucky name. Me and Tavi share this place, so she insisted that I give half the name to her. I don’t think it mixes well, but Tavi is happy, at least. Come on, I’ll show you around.” She said, and entered the building.
I stepped in and noticed how wide open the space was. There was a big dance floor in the middle, with stools lining the perimeter near the walls. There was a stage in the back and a bar to the left. Speakers and the like were scattered around the room to provide a surround sound feature. All in all, it showed Vinyl’s taste in music quite well, though Octavia would not feel too out of place here.
Charcoal stepped in and looked around too. “Nice place. Very wide open. Sturdy as well.” She noted. She went over to the bar and sat at a stool. “So where is everypony?” She asked.
Vinyl pointed out the door. “They’ll arrive shortly. Just make yourselves comfy until then.” She said, and went to the stage, where her disc jockey station was set up. Vinyl started sorting out her music, and once she was satisfied, adjusted her glasses and opened the door with her magic. Charcoal went off somewhere. I didn't see where.
A steady crowd of ponies entered the club and DJ Pon-3 started up the music immediately. While dubstep was not something I could really get into, Vinyl’s music, which she called “wubstep,” was more enjoyable, so I found an open stool and started bobbing my head to the music. I noticed my tail was wagging too. I found that really odd. I must be enjoying the music that much then.
“Hiya Sunny! Enjoying the party?” A cheerful voice beside me asked. A cupcake was thrust into my vision and I turned to see Pinkie Pie sitting next to me. She had a big smile on her face. I was a bit creeped out by it.
“Uh, yeah. Hi Pinkie.” I said, taking the cupcake. I took a bite of it and enjoyed its taste. “This is a good cupcake. Is that cinnamon I taste?” I asked.
Pinkie nodded, her insanely poofy mane bouncing with each bob of her head. “Yup. I know how much you like cinnamon, so I made it special just for you.” She said. I took another bite, savoring the cinnamon flavoring. Who knew Pinkie could make cinnamon cupcakes? I wasn’t aware they existed. I thought you could do cinnamon muffins at the most. Nope, just put frosting on it and you got a cinnamon cupcake.
Another pony came up to Pinkie from behind. Her lavender coat and starburst cutie mark gave her away as Twilight Sparkle. She whispered into Pinkie’s ear and I still managed to hear what she said. “I don’t think you should be close to her. The princess isn’t ready yet.” She said. Twilight glanced at me, and I waved. She gave me a disapproving look and turned back to Pinkie. “We need more time. Maybe in a day or two. She needs to be assimilated first.” She whispered, still perfectly audible to me. Twilight seemed to notice this fact, and levitated a mug containing some sort of drink in it to me. “You. Drink. Now.” She demanded.
I looked at the floating drink. Whatever it was, it was most likely not good for my health. “No thanks.” I said, pushing it back. I don’t like what she said about assimilation, and I know they’re talking about me. Wait a minute… “You know!” I shouted accusingly, pointing a foreleg at Twilight.
The unicorn glared at me. “Yes, I know. Now drink.” She said, forcing the liquid down my throat. I nearly choked on it. It tasted kinda like apple cider, which I guess it was, though it tasted off a little. It must be hard cider. Wait a minute, Twilight’s trying to get me drunk so I’ll forget tonight. “Not enough.” She said, and levitated three more mugs to me. “Drink these.” She demanded. Not wanting to choke, I complied, chugging each one down. They tasted good. “Good, we’re done here Pinkie.” Twilight and Pinkie left, but not after looking over their shoulders back at me. “Have fun Sunshine.” They said, before heading out the door as the drinks finally started to take effect.
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………Hello? Is this thing on? It’s me, Vinyl Scratch. Apparently Sunshine wanted me to document what happened after Twilight left, as she can’t remember any specific details in any order. I happily agreed, since we’re now good buds.
Anyway, there I was, finishing a song. “Alright everypony, we’re gonna take things slowly for a bit while I take a short break. Don’t worry, the party isn’t over yet.” I said to the crowd, and put on one of Tavi’s disks. I save my best stuff for when I’m on stage. Which I’m not as I leave the stage and head to the bar. “Hey bartender, a cider for me please. Not too hard.” I said, and a mug slid right into my hoof. I can’t have my cider too hard. The party needs me.
As I was drinking my cider, I noticed Sunshine slumped on her stool with four mugs on the floor. Why in Celestia’s name did she decide to drink all that? I could tell she was wasted from over here. If there is anything I learned from my years of partying, it’s that a wasted mare is just asking for trouble. Unless it’s Berry Punch. Crazy mare’s got a wicked left hook. I called to the bartender. “Why did you give her all those drinks dude? You know that’s just asking for trouble.” I gave him a good scold. He needs it.
He just shrugged. “I didn’t give her anything. Twilight came over and made her drink them all then left with Pinkie Pie.” He said. Wait… Twilight Sparkle forced four of the strongest drinks in the bar down some poor mare’s throat, then just left? That’s not right. There has to be a good reason though.
I left my seat to go back to the stage when I noticed a big stallion that smelled of sweat make his way to the drunken mare. I knew that muscular muffin cutie mark anywhere. It was Stud Muffin, going after his latest potential catch. I wasn’t about to let him get away with an innocent filly like that.
He went right up to Sunshine and started flirting, to which Sunshine responded with gibberish and giggles. He decided he must be safe, because he tried to pick her up. Sunshine must still have a little fight left in her, because I saw her struggling to get away. It was no use, as she just passed out on his back, and he started to leave, looking pretty smug with himself. I decided it was time to step in. “Hey, Butt Muffin.” I called to him.
He turned around to face me. Perfect. “It’s Stud Mu-“ I cut him off as I bucked him in the face. His unconscious form slumped to the ground. I picked Sunshine off of him and left him to security.
I went right back on stage and placed Sunshine next to me. She seemed pretty out of it. “Okay, sorry about the wait. I had to deal with somepony. Anyway, let’s get back to the party!” I shouted out, blaring the music. That seemed to get the drunk Pegasus next to me to wake up at least slightly.
She shook her head, trying to clear it, then looked at me. “Vinyl,” she said, motioning for me to come closer, “I have to tell you something.”
I came closer, to the point where we could hear each other clearly over the music. “What? What is it?” I asked. “What do you want to tell me?”
She leaned in and put her mouth right next to my ear and spoke in a clear voice. “I’m not from this world.” She said.
I leaned back. “What? You’re drunk. Don’t tell crazy stories.” I said, frowning.
She defended herself. “No really, you can ask me again in the morning. I really am from another world. I’m not from Equestria.” She said.
She reeled me back in, and I pushed her away slightly. This mare was crazy. “Then where are you from?” I asked, getting annoyed. I had to get back to the music.
She stood up. “We're good friends now, right?" She asked. I weighed my opinions and nodded. "Good, then I have someone I can trust." She said some one instead of somepony. That's supposed to be hardwired into a pony's brain. She must either be really drunk or telling the truth. "Let me tell you my story.”