Chapter One
The crowd roared. They didn’t cheer, nor did they clap or yell, they just roared. The noise echoed around the hall, filling each and every one of it’s occupants with an incredible ecstasy.
“Fillies and gentlecolts. Are you ready for the ride of your life?” A voice boomed over the speakers that hung each corner of the room. The crowd roared in response, stamping their hooves against the hard wooden floor.
“Well then, allow me introduce to you: the most accomplished artist in all of Equestria; the only pony to have over twenty platinum albums; the mare of music herself; DJ PON-3!” Another roar, this one deafening. The lights in the room cut off, causing a few stifled gasps from the assembled audience. The stage lit up, one single light shone downwards, illuminating a small desk. The desk’s only occupant was a small record player, out-dated and looking slightly worse for wear. The needle on the player dropped downwards, illuminated only briefly by an aura of blue mist. It scratched against the vinyl that sat beneath it, causing it to crackle and pop. Soft music began to play, slowly at first, creeping out at a comfortable speed, but speeding as other instruments began to start.The sounds of Violins and cellos filled the air, backed up only by the soft sound of a double bass, playing quietly in the background.
The light on the stage spread outwards, enveloping the rest of the stage with it’s warm glow. Vinyl Scratch stood behind a small desk on the other side of the stage, nodding her head slowly in time with the music. She lifted her hoof up and brought it down towards the top of the table, stopping slightly before she smashed into it. She lowered her hoof the rest of the way, bringing it into contact with a record that spun slowly on the needle. She pushed forwards, and it began to spin faster, bringing forth another set of crackles and pops. The speakers that sat nearest to her began to purr, and a simple kick then snare beat resonated from within them. A high-hat filled in the empty spaces left by the percussion’s pattern, bouncing slightly as it was crashed into by the drummer’s stick. A synth line faded in slowly, playing only in the highest register, yet still adding melody where there was none before. The crowd began to stamp their hooves in time with the beat, causing the floor to vibrate with the sheer amount of force they created.
A few loud whistles escaped from the crowd, general reactions from the type of ponies that came to visit Vinyl’s shows. The drummer stopped, leaving only the violins and the synth line to continue playing alone. The kick drum came in, slamming down on every beat and causing the assembled ponies to stamp in time. The pitch of the music began to rise, steadily increasing the speed of the song. The build of pitch and speed reached it’s climax, then cut off, leaving the hall silent.
The listeners all lifted themselves upwards, as if in anticipation. Not a sound broke the blissful silence that filled the room, everypony holding their breath for what came next.
Then, the bass fell.
It kicked in, hard, smashing against Vinyl with the force of a truck. She felt her ears numb with the sudden explosion of distorted noise. She lowered her hoof towards the dial labeled ‘bass’, clasping it in the nook that was created when she bent her leg. She twisted, and the bass raised in pitch, swinging wildly as she twisted and turned the knob. The crowd roared their approval, bringing their heads down with every new fluctuation of the bass. She could feel the floor rattling under the amount of vibrations the bass was causing.
Vinyl’s ears rung, and she loved it.
****
Vinyl lifted a cloth up to her forehead, wiping the sweat from her brow. Her heart still pumped from the adrenalin rush she had had whilst on stage. Reaching out with her magic, Vinyl picked up a cool glass of water and brought it to her lips, drinking slowly.
She could hear voices outside her door, arguing. “... what? No, she can’t do that.” Another, much lower voice replied, but Vinyl couldn’t quite hear it. “Ugh, fine. I’ll ask her.”
The door opened, and in walked Minty, Vinyl’s agent and best friend, looking slightly huffed.
“Hey Vyn, great show.” Minty walked over and sat down on the red, velvet couch next to Vinyl. “I would’ve congratulated you sooner, but somepony,” she glanced towards the partially open doorway. “Wouldn’t let me in.”
“Thanks, what does the guy want?” Vinyl asked, sipping her drink again.
“He’s the agent of some visual effects pony or something,” Minty waved her hoof in the air. “He saw your show today, and came to me with a proposition.”
Vinyl finished her drink and lowered the now empty glass to the coffee table. “Which was?”
“He wants you to put on a show with his client,” Minty raised her voice slightly. “Personally, I think it’s a terrible ide-”
“Sure, why not?” Vinyl interrupted, standing from the couch.
“Wha? Bu- I...” Minty was lost for words, so instead she just gaped. “You can’t be serious.”
“C’mon Mints, you saw my act tonight,” Vinyl said, turning towards her friend. “Sure, it was awesome, but it could use something to,” Vinyl paused, trying to think of a word to describe her thoughts, “spruce it up.”
Minty sighed, “I suppose you’re right.” She stood up and turned towards the door, “Mister Rich, you can come in now.”
The door swung open, and a brown colt walked in, wearing a suit and tie. Vinyl turned towards him and smiled, “Filthy, how are you?”
“Actually, I prefer Rich,” Filthy Rich said, sighing.
“Alright then. So, I understand you have a proposition for me?”
“Yes, my client wishes to meet with you tomorrow, to discuss a show that the two of you will work on.” Filthy Rich lifted a clipboard up in front of his face, studying it. “Are you free at lunch?”
“Minty?” Vinyl looked towards her friend, who sighed and lifted a clipboard of her own.
“Well, I would have to move your practise session...”
“Perfect,” Vinyl turned back to Filthy Rich. “Yes, I’m free.” Filthy smiled and jotted down something on his clipboard.
“Okay then, be at the Cornerside Cafe at eleven thirty sharp tomorrow,” Filthy said, lowering his clipboard. He turned and started to leave.
“Wait,” Vinyl called out, reaching a hoof out to stop him. “Who is your client.”
Filthy Rich paused at the door, looking back over his shoulder.
“My client is none other than the great and powerful Trixie.”
A/N: Hey there, Taranasaurus here. Just gonna talk 'bout my new story.
Want to bget your OC in a fic? Why not sned me a PM, I'll see what I can do. Hopefully I can write up a few cool stories. I'm really enjoying writing these things, and I hope your enjoying them as much. I can't really do anymore writing, seeing as I leave for Japan soon, but not to worry! I shall continue to write!
That's about all, hope you liked it. As always, comments, critism, yadda yadda yadda.
-Taranasaurus
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Yay, new story!
As always, comments, critism, yadda yadda yadda.
new story? NEW PAIRING.
well, that was nice.
The first part seemed to drag ever so slightly, but that might just be from the large paragraphs.
hey, vinyl*trixie? haven't seen that one before... -tracking-
An interesting pairing, tracking, hope it goes well
Glad you guys like the idea.
146492
Heh, sorry 'bout dragging it on, I just love description. Don't worry, I'm sure the next part will capture your attention more.
146527
Are you telling me I came up with something original. HYES!
Do you know how awesome this idea is?
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This awesome.
I suggest making your chapters a little longer though, and adding a bit more "meat." The detail in the intro was pretty awesome, but the rest felt kind of ...Bare. Don't really know what else to say. But your writing is good and your idea is [image] so this is probably going to go places I like. Me gusta.
Trixie...
And Vinyl...?
This... Actually seems interesting. I'll read it! :V
146675
I uberaba what you meant by meat, as in depth. I need to add more reasons to like the characters, and I need to describe settings and actions more. Mind you, it only took me twenty minutes to write this, I needed to get itout before I left for Japan.
Also, if you look at my other stories, most of their chapters have 4000 words plus, sone expecting the next ones to be longer.
>dat pic.
146723
Well then buck me sideways with a thermic lance, you know what you're doing.
146552
see if you can find a way to effectively break it up and it'll seem to move faster.
I just hate when it seems to take forever to get through a paragraph, something that carries over from when i read books and it takes forever to get through a page, it makes the experience seem to drag.
Epic.
Oh. My god i have never been so exited for a trixe pair up let alone with the greatsest dj evar soooooo trackingchzb.gr/xTFZhT
I love where this is going! Thanks for writing this!
Just when I think I saw every ship, I see a new one. Probably for the best. I probably would have gone mad if I saw one more Twixie Fic (not that there not good, its just there are a lot of them)
VinlyXnot octavia?
Since when?
Trixie seems to be getting around lately. Just yesterday I saw a Trixie x Rainbow Dash fic, now here she is getting shipped with Vinyl.
Anyway, it's an interesting premise, and it's pretty well written so far. I wanna see where it goes
Yay, people like my idea!
Question, how is it that a story that took me twenty minutes to write, gets three times as many comments and favs than one that I spent three days to do? Drat you internet!
Also, cheese.
THAT IS ALL!
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This is GREAT.
Cheers
~iraqlobstah
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Yup, this fic will prove once again that any pairing can be a success if it's written well.
Tracked.
I like the story idea. Waiting for more.
Oh no, now I have people expecting me to write well. I shall try my best!
I'm in Japan at the moment (Hi from Japan!), so I can't really do any writing.
But,
The next part should be out on Feb the fifth.
Updatin' them tags.
The slice of life tag is from the ending (which I Only just figured out). It's based around a part Of my life where sad stuff happened. You'll see.
Bye from Japan!