Merciful Beats

I was dreaming, I could tell. I was standing behind a turn table. A crowd of thousands stood before me. I placed my hand out and laid it upon a record. I scratched it across the needle a few time causing the crowd to yell and cheer for me. They were chanting something. I couldn't make it out, with thousand and thousands of people shouting at me, I still could not understand what any of them were saying. D-J was all I could hear but nothing more, after that there voice seemed to merge than vanish only to start back up at D-J. Were they chanting for Vinyl, no. She was nowhere to be seen. Then was it me? But I am no D-J. All of these people. These humans cheered me on. I sighed and pushed the play button on the turn table set, then I woke up.

I jolted up, it was still dark outside. I sighed, I wanted to go back go sleep but for some reason my body is fighting me for it. Like it felt wrong to me, something was telling me I was suppose to be awake at this time. Awake and busy. No, busy was the wrong word. Awake and...and what? Ugh, it'll come to me eventually. My body might be telling me to get up but I still shut my eyes. Peaceful, eyelids getting heavy, getting drowsy, ha! Fuck you body, tell you when to get up! I started to daze off, BUDUMWUBWUNWUNWBUMWUB! HOLY SHIT! I fell straight off the couch and landed on my ass. What in the fuck was that! BUDUMWUBWUNWUNWBUMWUB. FUUUCK! I stood up and felt the bass hit my chest, vibrated my heart, made my ribs tingle, the hair on my skin stood on ends, even my damn sleepy thoughts were now pumping out adrenaline. The loud ass BUDUMWUBWUNWUNWBUMWUB...point proven, ANY FUCKING WAY, the sound was coming from the kitchen, I started to swim against the strong current of wubs, I fought through the constant turret of music and made my way into the kitchen. I saw Vinyl stading there on her hind legs, she bobbed up and down with each set of beats. Sje looked over at me and opened her mouth. What was she doing? She hit a button on what I presume was a dishwasher.

Silence, a ringing sound.,some muffled sounds and a white unicorn with her mouth ajar. Sound finally came back.

"HA, PFFT BUAHAHA!" Oh she is laughing.

"Oh hahaha very funny."

"You should have seen your face! And now your hair is all blown the hay back!" She snickered and shut her mouth only to open it back up and let out a chuckle.

"So are all the mornings like this?" She took a deep breath and wiped a tear from her eye.

"Nah man only Sundays." She opened the dishwasher and pulled out a bunch of assortments of silverware, plates, blah blah blah. I am still questioning how they can use forks and spoons. I mean they don't have thumbs..eh fuck logic.

"So dishwasher? Made from...?" I left a blank.

"Technical talk bleh, lets just say it is mah." She took a deep breath. "Dubstep DISHWASHER! It uses wubs to rub off all of the bacteria on a microscopic level!"

I grinned and gave her a round of applause. "What made you think of it?"

"Oh some stupid mare made a bet, something about me not making a dishwasher using only wubs to clean the dishes, and I was like SCREW THAT I'M VINYL SCRATCH!" I couldn't help to smile, not a funny haha smile but a smile that said good for you. This mare was living an amazing life. Not because she is some epic D-J, no she is living the life because she wanted something, then she worked for it and, poof. She had it. This pony could do what most humans couldn't, she was achieving her dreams.

"Seems like you take on a bunch of challenges." She looked at me in a funny kinda way, not haha funny...but oh hey there kinda funny....that didn't make sense did it? Oh well. Basically she looked at me as if she wanted a certain something. This mare is just messing with me. Thats all.

"Well you look like you will be a challenge." She paused. "Hey before you go and meet your friends lets lay down some beats!" She then darted upstairs. I ran after her excited, honestly ever since I saw her equipment I wanted to try it out! Something has been drawing me towards it. Like...another part of me maybe? I entered the room to see Vinyl levitating some records and cords, she was hooking everything, pretty damn effectively to. All of the cords were envolped in the electric blue glow of her magic. The blue aura finally released the cords as Vinyl exlcaimed. "Done!"

"That was pretty quick, usually takes what, half an hour to set up a studio? Magic sure makes things go faster." I stood in front of the masterboard. There were obviously a shit ton of buttons but there were only maybe twelve or so that intrested me. The string section, about four in that area, the techno section, about six, percussion, only two. It is so odd to be so familiar with something you cant remember.like a sixth sense.

"Now introducing the hidden talent, the alien from another world, the-" i cut off Vinyl.

"I am familiar with the equipment, don't go getting ahead of yourself now."

"Of fine." Vinyl had an adorable duck lipped pouty face." Since when were ponies adorable man? I mean come on!

I heard a door shut downstairs.

"Oh that mist be Octy! Just play man she usually doesn't mind." Vinyl snickered.

I pushed the play button and the master board gave off a white noise. I placed my hand on the string section, found the cello knob button and pushed it. I slow steady cello came into play, Vinyl looked at me as if I were crazy, she opened her mouth to speak but she closed it and remained silent. Good. Now I pushed the violin. Great. After about ten seconds of slow peaceful orchestra the door to the room opened. A pony with a pink bowtie stood there with her mouth ajar. I reached for the percussion and began the beat. A basic bump thud. It wasn't much now but it marked the start of something great. Next I reached for the techno section. I pushed a button and next I zoned out. Bliss, true bliss, my mind wk dered off but my hands were still at work. My head bobbed along with the beat. The bass dropped, I moved. I mean I moved to the rhythm. Every beat, every pulse, every wub. I moved. Each draw of a string I moved, each cord I moved, just keep moving with it. Follow the flow. It all felt so natural. So right, I belonged here behind the table. Something was wrong, oh of course! The volume is no where close to being loud enough. I turn up the knob for volume. My hair stands on end, my chest is filled with vibrations, my eyes feel like jelly, my heart is now replaced the beat I have created.

Silence. What felt like it could have lasted forever was now gone. Vinyl pulled the cord and looked at me her mouth moving up and down. A smile was plastered to my face, this smile, so recorded, so practiced, so over used. Old, dirty, and even sore. Something within me snapped, something made me think. Finally the sound of Vinyl's voice came through.

"Dude! What the hay man?" Why was she mad at me? "Your eyes! They went all...I dunno man!" My eyes? Hmm. I saw the mare next to her. I think her name was Octavia? The look on her face was pure enjoyment, she had her eyes closed but she seemed as if she was seeing a dream. Off to wonderland I guess.

"That felt great though."

"Yeah, I will admit, rockin beats, hmmm that should be your DJ name!" I shook my head at her. I liked the 'beats' part but not rockin. D-J Beats? No it needs just a little more. What will my DJ name be.

"So looks like I will be featuring you in my next concert, and before you say no. I say you have to." I laughed at her a hit and put my hand to the back of my head.

"Sounds good." My mind came back to the grey mare who still stood there humming to herself. It looks like Vinyl was now aware of her as well.

"Octy?" Vinyl poked her face.

"What happened to her?"

"When you were playing with the string instruments, by the way nice job I never thought of using it like that. But anyways while you were doing your thing she just zoned off."

"Did I break her?" Vinyl laughed at me a bit.

"Nah, I can fix this watch." Vinyl slapped the fuck out of Octavia's face with her hoof. Octavia was still blanked out. "Ok wait, maybe if I." She slapped her again but this time it was on her flank, an 'eep' escaped the grey mare's lips, next followed a howl of laughter by Vinyl. I face palmed at themmfor one damn second. One fucking second was all it took for that damn Octavia to be on top of me.

"It was beautiful, I never liked Vinyl's techni music! And yet you somehow managed to make a few loud noises and mix it with the beauty of the cello, violin, bass, and more! How?! How how how!?!? Tell me, how can you do that!" My chest was hurting because with each of her questions she stamped down on me. I rolled over causing Octavia to fall next to me. She then proceeded to place her lips on mine for a split second. What. The, fuck? I wiped my mouth and spat out.

"What in the fuck?" I stood up and hid behind Vinyl.

"Dude looks like you got a crazed fan girl." She cackled. Ugh.

Octavia began to blush, she looked down and left the room.

"Well that was awkward as hell." I nodded at Vinyl's statement.

. . .

After a day of explaining to Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack, Twilight, Pinkiepie, and Rainbow Dash on to where I will be staying I finally got back to Vinyl's. I opened the door only to see Octavia sitting there awkwardly. Uh oh.

"Anon, ehem I would like to apologize for my...rude manners earlier today." I could tell just by her voice that she has never had to apologize.

"No worries, it is all ok. I am a bit surprised you didn't care about me being...you know. An alien."

"Well I am accepting and so are a lot of other ponies, were not racists...except that one time with that zebra, we did feel bad though."

I walked up to her and put my hand on her head began to pet her. She blushed a bit. "We are chill ok?" She nodded and I stopped. "Well after a big day imma pass out on the couch, see you in the morning,"

"Night Anon." There was a hint of sadness to her voice as if she was sad that I stopped. "See you in the morning." I drowsed off to sleep.

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For once in my dreams I didnt hear that beat. It was a weird dream though. I kept thinking of all of the mares I have met so far. Applejack with her signature hat on her adorable freckles. Rainbow Dash with her go get them attitude. Twilight with all of her knowledge. Fluttershy with her kindness and shy ways. Pinkie with her happy constant hyper personality. Rarity with her beautiful and great taste in all the damn clothes that I have. Vinyl, the walking innuendo apparently, she is accepting, she has helped me realize a part of who I used to be, or still am. She took me in completely. And Octavia, with her pink bow tie, for some reason...I couldnt stop thinking about her. What did I want. Sex? What the hell man. I am human. Cross species sex? That is some weird stuff there. Best not to think about it.

Static in my dreams. I woke up, the feeling of lips on mine is what woke me. I opened my eyes to see the grey earth pony kissing me. For some reason I didn't freak out. I just accepted it. Why was I kissing her? I didnt find her attractive. Something inside me told me the answer but now I cant tell you guys that now can I? No not yet. That would be to easy.

After about ten minutes of kissing this pony I finally realized what I have been doing. I gently pushed her away and sighed out. "I am sorry I just, don't know what happened ok?" The look she gave me. Oh fuck. Looks like I took away her life. Her eyes became dull, her face lacked emotion, I drained her hopes. "Please let me...make it up to you, I cant promise my love. I have to be true." The truth was, it was because she fan girled. My past life...I made many decisions I regretted, I used to take in fans and have my way with them only to kick them out the next morning. I used to be a horrible person. I knew that, but now this was a chance, a shot at a new life. It was a blessing a gift, I won't throw it away this time.

Octavia's eyes lit up a bit. "Come to my room."

"But I dont want to..do anything."

"We wont I just wanna hold you, that is the least you can do."

I nodded, she went upstairs and I followed her. I spent that night with Octavia in my arms, my thoughts clean, my brain purged. Finally I can remember who I was. I was D-J Merciful Beats. I was good at making music, but fuck was I a bad person. I used people, for sex, for entertainment, just so I wouldn't be alone, I was a selfish person. Now I am Anon I will rebuild myself, i will right my own fate. This was perfect.