Operation: Dethrone II

Vinyl Scratch stood behind her turntable, ready to perform. She placed a hoof on a record and shouted into her microphone “Hello everyone, and thank you all for coming…” when she realized that nopony had seemed to be paying attention. She put her glasses up to get a better look at the crowd, and much to her astonishment, there was no crowd there.

What happened? Vinyl thought to herself. Had everypony suddenly disappeared? Was her music finally becoming too mainstream for them all? The latter was what Vinyl feared most. Many ponies appreciated her music for its uniqueness. But the previous EDM artist had failed because all of his tracks, in the end, proved to have something in common that made them a bit boring, and they no longer stood out from the other EDM songs. Would this be her fate?

Vinyl had yet to find out. She decided, since nopony had shown up for at least an hour, to pack her things and leave. She was putting away the last of her loop records when something bizarre happened.

A mouth with four teeth suddenly appeared in the sky. It laughed and said, “Well, well, well…another mainstream artist to take down here…” Mainstream. Just when vinyl was thinking about that accursed word, the mouth had mentioned it. “You have until July 25th to hold the top spot to the best of your ability,” the mouth said. “After that, Operation: Dethrone II begins.”

This is a bad omen… Vinyl thought to herself. This huge mouth of evil was clearly representative of a new artist coming to Equestria. And from the looks of it, its music would possess great power. Vinyl had to get writing immediately.

Meanwhile, the mouth shrank and turned out to be a glowing white cat. The cat wore headphones and stood on two feet, making it almost humanlike. It had simple features, but probably the most remarkable thing of all was that it had no eyes and no nose, yet it could see and smell perfectly. It also floated in mid-air, so it didn’t plummet to the ground the instant it shrank.

“EDM…has the last artist been notified?” A cat that looked almost exactly like the one that had spoken to Vinyl emerged from the darkness, walking on the clouds. The only differences were that he was slightly taller and his fur was a shadow-like black color. “Yes…” the white cat replied. “Shall I assemble the genres?”

“Go ahead,” the black cat known only as Monstercat said to EDM. “Release them, and let the mainstream artists feel their power.