The Dubsetp Order.

     "Finally. Almost there. With this money saved from countless concerts, my dream will FINALLY be realized," Vinyl said to herself. The one to rule over even the New Lunar Republic and the Solar Empire. Soon, the Dubstep Order will be real, and nopony can get in my way. We will win with superior tech, better troops, and WUBZ! And I can afford with this 1,000,000 bits, saved from countless concerts... But now there is no time to lose. I must get to Mane-hattan."

     Vinyl trotted out her door to the train station, with her money ready.

"One train ticket to Mane-hattan, please," Vinyl asked of the mare behind the desk, in the station.

"Ok, that'll be 50 bits," she replied. Vinyl gave her the money, got her ticket, and boarded the train. She heard the conductor yell, 'ALL ABOARD!' The train started to take off and Vinyl pulled a list of places to go from her saddle-bags. First on the list, the Science Shop, then a Bar, then Stallion Surveyors, then lastly, to the Colt Construction Company. Vinyl let her mind wander, until eventually falling asleep.

      After a few hours of napping on-and-off, she reached her destination. She got off the train and was awestruck by her surroundings. She'd never been to Mane-hattan before. Perhaps she could go sight-seeing? No... she must stay focused! She pressed on, until reaching the Science Shop.

     She browsed the shop. She was looking around at all the gadgets. She saw little filly's toys from 10 bits, to complex computer processors at 150 bits. She knew she was in the right place. She walked up to the desk.

"Hey, could I go-uh- talk to the boss?", Vinyl asked.

"What do you need?", the mare asked.

"I'm a DJ, you see, and wanted him to build these heaphones for me," Vinyl said while pulling out a blue sheet of paper from her bag. The mare inspected the blueprints for a moment before saying, "Go on to the back. Ask one of the scientists where to go."

"All right, thanks!" Vinyl went to the back.

     She was inspecting the scene of beakers and test-tubes. Wires and processors. Goggles and lab coats. She walked up to a red stallion ,who was wearing a lab coat, who seemed to be working on some form of chemical mix.

"Hey,-uh- can u direct me to the boss' office please?", Vinyl asked.

"Just go...down that...hall and it's...the first door...from the right..," he said, pausing to make his measurements correct.

"All right! Thank you!"

"Eeyup!"

     Vinyl was walking down the directed hallway to the boss. A white stallion with an acid-green mane and eyes looked at her.

"Hello," he said. "What do you need?"

"I have a...proposition for you..."

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      And so, in a huge amount of dialogue that the author was way too lazy to write, it finally led to the boss saying this:

"Well, Miss Scratch," pausing to readjust his position in his chair "I do say, you make a mighty compelling argument. However, your words, and sack of 2,500 bits, have wavered my opinion to join your cause. Just call the number I gave you when you need our service."

Vinyl gave a little, sly grin. "Thanks," she said, and proceeded out of the shop.

"Have a nice day," the mare at the front desk said as Vinyl walked out.

"You too," Vinyl replied, and walked out of the shop. "Now, to get to a bar. I need some people to start as troops. There are always buff stallions at the bar!" And Vinyl proceeded to trot her way to a bar.

     She arrived at the destination and opened he door. She was hit by a wall of that all-to familiar scent: Fermented cider... She walked in a few steps and looked in the corner at a group of 4 stallions, 2 earth, 1 unicorn, and one pegasus, playing a game of pool. By their looks, she thought that flattery might be best. She walked up to the table.

"Hey boys," she said, playfully. "Might I join?" She was greeted by only grunts and huffs. Vinyl smiled and said, "Ok... I guess I still get to keep these 1000 bits..." That's when the group started to listen to her.

"What was it you wanted?", the unicorn asked.

"I'm going to make a world order that'll take down the New Lunar Republic and the Solar Empire. And I thought a group of strong," Vinyl paused, feeling their biceps, "and handsome," she really just wanted to leave the bar at this point, "stallions like you four would do more than a good job."

"What's in it for us?"

"How about 1,000 bits?"

"While that may be a perk, it's not enough... what else?"

Vinyl really didn't want to resort to this, but she had to. She turned and walked a few steps before turning her head over her shoulder and said, "How about some...'alone time?'" She watched as the four just looked at her. The pegasus' wings flared. "Oh, and boys", she said, still keeping the playful tone in her voice,"tell your other strong friends about my offer. see if they want to get in on the...fun..." Vinyl then turned and walked out the door, swaying her hips. When she got outside the door, she just stopped and shuddered. "I think I'm going to be sick.."

     Next on the list: Stallion surveyors...