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// Danger Pulse 
// Story: Clickity Hack's Tome of Origins 
// by ClickityHack 
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/u/DangerPulse

Danger Pulse was a weird colt. He had wings for starters. Nopony in Seaddle had wings! He wasn't really adept with his aviary appendages either. Some ponies might think he was more like a mole than a bird by the way he acted. At least, that is how he was for a long while, hiding in garbage bins, kicking cans against walls, and generally not interacting with anyone.

Seaddle had been cut off from the rest of Equestria. The Bridge of Eternia, once shimmering and glorious, had sunk to the bottom of the Quiet Sea. Tapes, CD's, MP3's, were all unknown to the residents of Seaddle, but his father passed on to him a precious collection of records. Lost in his music, Danger Pulse would spend hours and hours listening to old records, sometimes even two at a time, just to see if they went well together.

But when his wings were larger, he began jumping off tall things and that was problematic for a while. He would nap in trees and hide things on the roofs of buildings and there really was no way to stop him from doing whatever the buck he felt like doing.

One day, after a very heated argument about where his mother's socks had gone off to, he stormed out and just began flying over the ocean. He flew out as far as he could, the rapid pace of a heavy metal solo racing through the ruts that had been carved in his mind. He could hear the music, even when it wasn't there. It drove him forward, faster then seagulls and the wind was his back-up.

But far out at sea, he eventually grew weary, resting on the broken bits of the bridge. He had neglected to eat or bring anything to eat. But what could he do? There was no going back now. Then something floated his way. A box? No, a plastic bin, with some cool junk in it. Among the doo-dads was a pair of headphones. But where was the chord? "Blue tooth"? What's that? This stuff had to have come from somewhere. Was he really already that close to shore? How far and fast could he really fly? Was he really almost all the way to Stableside? There was nothing left to lose. He donned the headphones and caught the wind while it was still on his side.