Breaking the Silence: Beyond The Leylines

by Dustchu

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Dark, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 399

After a raging party on the Dawnbreaker, it ends up crashing in a forgotten wasteland... however, they soon find out this land, is filled with dangers unimaginable.

Vinyl Scratch, better known as DJ-PON3 has taken up a spot of one of the most prized ships of the Royal Air Navy as a DJ, the HMS Dawnbreaker. A luxurious battleship known for catering the rich and wealthy on occasion, now however it has been turned into a party ship for a weekly cruise over the ocean. And it was one hell of a party, but the party ended with it crashing in a vast desert canyon in un-mapped and un-populated territory that goes on for hundreds of miles in every direction.

But soon… everypony on board will learn that this land… is not as un-populated as they thought it was… Join our favorite DJ and her friend Octavia as they try to survive in this new wasteland, uncovering secrets as they move along… secrets, they never expected to learn.

Written by: Dustchu
All characters belong to their respective owners.
I only own my characters who will be listed at the end of the story… maybe.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-28 18:29:55 UTC

1: Prologue: Drop The Bass

This is the life. I told myself, spinning the record on the table and blasting my audience with the gloriousness that was my wubs. It was beautiful, the dance floor was alight in crimson, aqua and mint green hues from the strobe lights above. Ponies cheered and danced with each other, teens and adults mingling together on the floor in a massive orgy of dance moves old and new. Ponies cried my name, and waved at me, if I saw one I liked I'd give them a wave, give a cute colt a wink and bob my head to the beat flowing through the ship.

My name is Vinyl Scratch, and this is who I am. This is my life, this is what I truly enjoy. I watched all the ponies dance and writhe on the dance floor, each one cheering and awaiting my next drop. What good DJ leaves her audience hanging? With another spin, all music ceased, everypony stopped for a second...

Another second...

One more...

I dropped the needle, blasting them all with one hundred percent wubs. My ears were blasted with their cries of joy, and the crowd lost it. Oh yeah... this is the life.

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Breaking the Silence: Post Nuclear Darkness

Written by: Dustchu.

MLP:FIM belongs to Hasbro and Lauren Faust.

I own only my OC's and certain elements.

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A few hours had passed and everypony on the dance floor had grown tired, not of my music but just tired. Some had already collapsed and fell asleep, only to be drug off by their friends a few minutes later. I was making sure my tracks for tomorrow were set up and on autoplay. I was going to be resting tomorrow, as much as I enjoyed and relished in the cries and cheers a DJ needs her sleep, you feel me? After a few minutes I set the track up and hopped down from the podium, my throne of wubs.

I trotted past the clean up crew, most looking like they had been up for hours and didn't want to be here. They gave me a nod as I passed by and I felt kind of bad for leaving them to clean up after the crowd, but I had some more important things to do.

Like sleep... or eat... or something... probably sleep.