Violet, I know you will eventually forget about this. Don't, even though you will be seen as an outcast, a threat to the Equestrian empire-Always remember that what you have done for us all that year. The year you no longer was known as Violet, but as Vinyl, Vinyl Scratch.
-Roxanne Pentel
Vinyl the Vampire:
Operation Dubmuffin
VIOLET
Manehatten was not what I wanted. Even though the city was beautiful with the tall, majestic towers, the luminous lights, the sting of the cold air, and the constant noise coming from around me-I feel like I never have belonged there. To tell you the truth, even though I love loud noises and whatnot, I find it better to be surrounded by nothing more, than just the sounds of crickets chirping at the night, or the birds chirping during the day, to be in a home where it is all quiet, and your mind at peace.
I have studied in the college, got my degree in music technology, and a minor in music production & Engineering. was totally worth 4 years of boring schoolwork, exams, activities and whatnot. But in the end, I was ready to start my career in what I love to do best, music. After raising some money thanks to my friends, I packed my bags and went straight to the Central station. So many people from Manehatten passed by me, running to the many trains that connect this small world together, I already knew where I was gonna go thanks to my friend Lyra. That place, was Ponyville. Time went by so quick that I swear that everyone around me was out of focus, so I made my way to my small bedroom in the train, dropped my bags and hit the bed. who knew how long it would have been before I got there.
My stomach was gurgling not too long after, not sure what time it was, but I was hungry. I was lucky enough to pack some packs of O+ blood, to snack on. why blood packs? well, unlike most people who eat their vegetables, sweets, and other crap, I am allergic to all that. Swallowing just a bite from any of that food would cause my stomach to explode, and that ain't a pretty sight. I have been this way for nearly...124 years? I lost track. I just love the coppery taste of the red stuff once your fangs dig into that thick plastic and your tongue is happily greeted with that sweet, coppery blood. Oh how I drank 5 packs of them before my tummy was satisfied. Special thanks to the donors for the delicious snacks. All I can do now is head back to bed, and just imagine how awesome it would be to finally be in ponyville...
