Pump Up The Volumeby rockah12ChaptersWe Just Wanted To Clear Some Stuff Up Before We Told You Our StoryMintHalf-Assing And RomancingWe Just Wanted To Clear Some Stuff Up Before We Told You Our Story"Okay, it's rolling." "Wonderful. Hello, everyone, I'm Octavia Genera Crescendo." a brown-grey mare with light purple eyes says. Another mare, a white unicorn with piercing red eyes walks into the frame of the small, expensive camera. A pair of headphones are around her neck, and she holds a guitar the same color as her eyes in one of her hoofs. The other hoof holds a pair of purple sunglasses. "And I'm Vinyl Scratch, although most of you know me as DJ-P0N3. We wanted to tell you guys how we met and how we became roommates." she says, setting the glasses on the table the camera is sitting on. "But first, we'd like to clear up some misconceptions many of you have about us. First off, yes, me and Vinyl have known each other for many years." Octavia says, sitting on the couch behind her and twirling a small bow with the words 'Jam On' written on it. "Nine, in fact. Second, no, we are not related. How would that even work, I'm a unicorn and she's an earth pony." Vinyl says, also sitting on the couch. "Anyway, third, yes, we are roommates. We've actually lived together for nine years, thanks to our college." Octavia says. She continues spinning the bow, and Vinyl stares at her for a moment. "How the hay do you do that?" Vinyl asks, trying to follow the pattern. Octavia smiles. "Practice, baby, practice." she says, rather informally. "Okay, and lastly, the one thing that pissed us both off to no end. No, we are not lovers." Vinyl says. A disgusted look runs across her face. "Indeed we are not. I like stallions, so I can't even fathom that kind of relationship with her. Besides, she's my best friend." Octavia says, looking at Vinyl. "I, on the other hoof, like mares and stallions, and can fathom that kind of relationship. Whatever that means." Vinyl says. She looks at Octavia, and sees the angry look on her face. She quickly adds, "But I still wouldn't date her because she's my best friend." "Honestly, dear, I can't understand how you can sleep with other mares." "And I can't understand why you can't get laid." Vinyl retorts. Octavia opens her mouth to respond, but can't think of anything clever to say. "Touché." she finally says. Vinyl chuckles. "Seriously, Octy, you're a fine piece of work. If I was a stallion, I'd be honored to fu-" Vinyl tries to say but is stopped by a hoof to the lips. "Stop. Just... Stop. I don't need that image in my head." Octavia says, a shudder rocking her body. "If you got laid, you could have good shudders." Vinyl says when Octavia removes her hoof from her mouth. "Oh, goddamn you. Now I'm picturing you as a stallion..." Octavia says, rubbing her temples. "And?" "You're super-fricking hot. Like... Words can't describe how hot you are as a stallion." "Please stop thinking about it, I don't want to throw away this couch because you started imagining having sex with a male version of me." "Okay, I'm done. I'll just keep that out of my head... At least until you go to work." "What?" "Nothing. Should we tell them our story now?" Octavia asks, knowing the answer already. "Of course! It all began nine years ago at Equestria Academy. Stupid name, but hey. Anyway, I had already taken my first year of my scholarship in Electronics, Music, Psychology, and Biochemistry. And on the first day of my second year..." "I walked into my dorm after my classes to find a grey-brown mare sitting in my bean bag chair." "Hey, who are you?" Vinyl asks, dropping her bags onto her bed. "Oh, you must be Vinyl! I'm Octavia, I'm your roommate for the school year! I am pleased to make your acquaintance." the smaller mare says, rising from the red bean bag. She extends her hoof. Vinyl looks first at her, then at her hoof. She puts a small bag on her foreleg. "Can you put this in that desk there?" Vinyl asks, sitting on the bed. She stretches out. Octavia stands there, dumbfounded, for several seconds. She finally snaps out of it. "No, I can't. You put it in the desk, you rude bitch." she says. She covers her mouth. "I'm sorry." "Don't be. I've been called worse. And I can't either. You were given two keys, right?" "Yes, why?" "One goes to that desk. I lost my key to that desk over the summer, so I can't put it in the desk. So, I'm sorry I acted so rude. Now then, I'm going to relax. Wake me up in two hours." "Why two?" "So we can go out to a bar. Need to get to know each other, and a bar would be perfect." "But..." Octavia tries to say, but Vinyl's snoring interrupts her. "Wow, that was fast." She opens the desk and puts the bag inside. She closes the door and locks the desk back. She sits down on her bed, on the other side of the room, and pulls out her small violin. She plays a gentle lullaby. Vinyl smiles, the music making her dreams much more calming. Octavia continues playing for an hour, then pulls out a book. 'The Hunger Games'. She had bought it several hours before at a small store in the town. She had gotten to the training scenes. She starts reading. Every few paragraphs, she's interrupted by Vinyl's snoring. It sounded somewhat like music, with an odd rhythm. Octavia stopped reading and listened to Vinyl's snoring. "Like a symphony..." she thinks. She listens for the next hour, then goes to wake up Vinyl. "Yeah?" Vinyl mumbles, her head covered by a pillow. "Let's go. You said we were going to a bar." "Yep, and I'm buying." Vinyl says. She gets up and takes off her glasses. Octavia notices her eyes. "Your eyes are very nice." "Are you hitting on me?" Octavia reacts in a panicked way. "No! No, I'm not hitting on you!" "Shame. You're really pretty." Vinyl responds. She blows a kiss at Octavia and walks out the door. Octavia looks around, confused. "Oh, sweet lord, I'm rooming with a filly-fooler." she thinks, walking out the door. MintVinyl and Octavia walk towards the small centre of town. "So, Vinyl, what are you studying?" Octavia asks. "Electronics, music, biochemistry, and psychology." Vinyl answers quickly. "Oh. Well, I'm studying anatomy and physics." Octavia says. Vinyl looks at her with a look of confusion on her face. "I thought you would have been studying music, too. Do you play anything besides the violin?" she asks. "Yes! I play the cello. I'm paying for my tuition by playing in the Equestrian Orchestra. Youngest member." "Don't be offended, but I'm not a big fan of classical. I prefer house and electronica." Vinyl says, running a hoof through her hair. "It's just beeping and whirring noises to a rhythm. It's not music, it's a foundry recorded on a tape!" Octavia says bluntly. Vinyl growls. "Never say that. It's supposed to create euphoria and shake ponies to their cores. Classical is just to make rich bastards laugh at how insignificant other classes are." she says. They arrive at the bar. Vinyl walks in. She sits down at the bar next to a blue mare with her head on the bar. Vinyl looks at the bartender. "Gin martini, my good sir." she says. A moan from beside her confirms that the mare is still alive. Octavia sits on Vinyl's other side. She looks at the blue mare. "Is she alright?" Octavia asks. The bartender nods. "She's just drowning her sorrows. Something about getting dumped by her significant other. What'll it be, miss?" "Chardonnay, please." Octavia says. The bartender gives both of them their drinks. Vinyl nudges the blue mare. She lifts her head and says, "What do you want?" "Are you okay?" Vinyl asks her. "No... My marefriend dumped me." the blue mare says. She groans. "Bucking bitch doesn't know what she's missing." "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." Octavia says. She moves to the mares other side and puts a foreleg around her. "Tell us what happened." "Well, I came home one day and Parasol wasn't there. I found a note on the fridge saying she was leaving me, and I've been in this bar ever since..." the blue mare says. Tears start rolling down her cheeks. She rests her head on Octavia's shoulder. "What's wrong with me? I can't stay in a relationship for anything..." Octavia smooths out the mare's hair with her hoof. "It's okay... We're here... What's your name?" "Colgate... My name is Colgate." the mare says. She's calmed down somewhat. Octavia smiles. "We'll help you, Colgate. Here." Octavia hands her a small card with the address of their dorm room on it. "Come over if you need some help. We've got beds, if you need a place to relax." Octavia gets up. She finishes her Chardonnay. "I'll be back, I've got to find a restroom." she says, walking to the back. Vinyl smiles. "Colgate, we'll try our best to get you through this." "Thank you. You and your girlfriend are very nice..." Colgate says, wiping her eyes. Vinyl looks at her, confused. "Girlfriend? Girlfrie- Oh, Octavia? Oh, no, no, no! We're not dating!" "So, you're single?" Colgate asks. Vinyl nods. "Yeah." "Good." Colgate darts forward and kisses Vinyl. Vinyl, shocked, pulls away. "What the hay? What is... I taste mint. You taste like mint." she says, somewhat flabbergasted. "Is that a good thing?" Colgate asks, trying her best to sound innocent. "Actually, it's rather nice..." Vinyl says. "Like I just had some Altoids or something..." "It's not just my saliva that tastes like mint..." Colgate says. A slight seductive twinge can be heard behind the drunken slur. "Are you hitting on me?" "Is that a bad thing?" "My place, ten o'clock." Vinyl says, nodding. She finishes her martini and walks to the restroom. She waits until Octavia walks out. "How's out little love-struck friend doing?" she asks, flicking water off of her hooves. "She's coming over tonight for some... Therapy." "Oh god, you invited her over to have sex? What the hell, Vinyl?" Octavia groans. "Not sex. Therapy." The next morning Octavia opens her eyes. They are bloodshot from lack of sleep. She gets up. She looks at Vinyl and Colgate, cuddling together in Vinyl's bed. She gets out of bed. She pulls the covers off of Vinyl's bed. "Come on, get up. We got classes today." "Go away, can't you see I'm giving Colgate therapy?" Vinyl says, snuggling closer to Colgate. She kisses Colgate's ear. Colgate giggles. "Slut." Octavia mumbles, picking up her book bag. "Just remember that you need to get up by nine. Your classes start then." "Whatever, mom." Vinyl mumbles. Octavia walks out the door. Half-Assing And RomancingSorry it took so long. Vacationing and shit. Octavia sits down at the small picnic table outside of the small sandwich shop. As expected, two mares sat down next to her. Her roommate, and the slightly hungover Colgate. A third mare also sits down, a purple mare holding an ice-pack to her head. She is extremely hungover. She sits down opposite of Octavia. "Uh..." Octavia starts, but is interrupted. "Don't say a fucking word. I need to rest." the purple mare mumbles. She puts the ice-pack on the table and puts her head on it. Almost as soon as she does, loud snoring is heard. Octavia looks at Vinyl. "Who is she?" "Berry Punch, sister of Cherilee, mother of Ruby Pinch." Vinyl says matter-of-factly. Octavia becomes shocked. "She's a mother and she's not with her child?" "Oh, don't worry! She hired a very competent babysitter. I recommended him." Colgate says with a tired voice. She looks at Vinyl. "Thanks again, miss Scratch. I think Berry's actually a really good match for me." "I nearly risked getting kicked out of school to take you to that bar to meet her, so you owe me. Maybe another night of therapy?" Vinyl winks at Colgate. "Wow, you are such a whore. AND you're a lesbian." Octavia mumbles. "No, I'm not." Vinyl retorts. Octavia stares at Vinyl. "Then what are you? Are you a free-spirited hippie, screwing anything that moves?" "I'm bisexual, you high-strung bitch." Vinyl retorts. "Well, at least you like cock as much as... Hen." Octavia says, grinning when she sees the look on Vinyl's face at the mention of cock. Colgate giggles. "Are you sure you two aren't dating? You fight as much as an old married couple." "Certain of it." Octavia says. "Anyway, I took Colgate to the bar, and she sat next to our hungover friend Berry." Vinyl explains, turning to Octavia. "And she asks me if I taste as good as I smell." Colgate says. She puts a foreleg in front of Octavia. Octavia takes a small sniff at it. Minty. "I can see where she was going with that. So, what happened next?" she asks Colgate. "I answered 'Maybe...' and we ended up making out in the bathroom. She's a good kisser, too. Even better than Vinyl." "Hey." Vinyl says angriliy. "Gross. But interesting. So, Vinyl, what's on our agenda?" Octavia asks. "Besides a threesome between me, Colgate, and Berry?" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "My parents were swingers." "That explains a lot." "In all seriousness, we're going to the park with Berry's daughter. You'll love her. She's just so CUTE!" Vinyl says. She squees slightly at the thought. Octavia raises an eyebrow. Vinyl clears her throat. "Anyway, you in?" "Sure!" Octavia says with a smile. "I suggested it first, so of course I'm in!" Colgate says enthusiastically. "Fuckin' A, let's do it." Berry says from her icepack. The group giggles. "Well, let's go then!" Vinyl says, getting up.
We Just Wanted To Clear Some Stuff Up Before We Told You Our Story"Okay, it's rolling." "Wonderful. Hello, everyone, I'm Octavia Genera Crescendo." a brown-grey mare with light purple eyes says. Another mare, a white unicorn with piercing red eyes walks into the frame of the small, expensive camera. A pair of headphones are around her neck, and she holds a guitar the same color as her eyes in one of her hoofs. The other hoof holds a pair of purple sunglasses. "And I'm Vinyl Scratch, although most of you know me as DJ-P0N3. We wanted to tell you guys how we met and how we became roommates." she says, setting the glasses on the table the camera is sitting on. "But first, we'd like to clear up some misconceptions many of you have about us. First off, yes, me and Vinyl have known each other for many years." Octavia says, sitting on the couch behind her and twirling a small bow with the words 'Jam On' written on it. "Nine, in fact. Second, no, we are not related. How would that even work, I'm a unicorn and she's an earth pony." Vinyl says, also sitting on the couch. "Anyway, third, yes, we are roommates. We've actually lived together for nine years, thanks to our college." Octavia says. She continues spinning the bow, and Vinyl stares at her for a moment. "How the hay do you do that?" Vinyl asks, trying to follow the pattern. Octavia smiles. "Practice, baby, practice." she says, rather informally. "Okay, and lastly, the one thing that pissed us both off to no end. No, we are not lovers." Vinyl says. A disgusted look runs across her face. "Indeed we are not. I like stallions, so I can't even fathom that kind of relationship with her. Besides, she's my best friend." Octavia says, looking at Vinyl. "I, on the other hoof, like mares and stallions, and can fathom that kind of relationship. Whatever that means." Vinyl says. She looks at Octavia, and sees the angry look on her face. She quickly adds, "But I still wouldn't date her because she's my best friend." "Honestly, dear, I can't understand how you can sleep with other mares." "And I can't understand why you can't get laid." Vinyl retorts. Octavia opens her mouth to respond, but can't think of anything clever to say. "Touché." she finally says. Vinyl chuckles. "Seriously, Octy, you're a fine piece of work. If I was a stallion, I'd be honored to fu-" Vinyl tries to say but is stopped by a hoof to the lips. "Stop. Just... Stop. I don't need that image in my head." Octavia says, a shudder rocking her body. "If you got laid, you could have good shudders." Vinyl says when Octavia removes her hoof from her mouth. "Oh, goddamn you. Now I'm picturing you as a stallion..." Octavia says, rubbing her temples. "And?" "You're super-fricking hot. Like... Words can't describe how hot you are as a stallion." "Please stop thinking about it, I don't want to throw away this couch because you started imagining having sex with a male version of me." "Okay, I'm done. I'll just keep that out of my head... At least until you go to work." "What?" "Nothing. Should we tell them our story now?" Octavia asks, knowing the answer already. "Of course! It all began nine years ago at Equestria Academy. Stupid name, but hey. Anyway, I had already taken my first year of my scholarship in Electronics, Music, Psychology, and Biochemistry. And on the first day of my second year..." "I walked into my dorm after my classes to find a grey-brown mare sitting in my bean bag chair." "Hey, who are you?" Vinyl asks, dropping her bags onto her bed. "Oh, you must be Vinyl! I'm Octavia, I'm your roommate for the school year! I am pleased to make your acquaintance." the smaller mare says, rising from the red bean bag. She extends her hoof. Vinyl looks first at her, then at her hoof. She puts a small bag on her foreleg. "Can you put this in that desk there?" Vinyl asks, sitting on the bed. She stretches out. Octavia stands there, dumbfounded, for several seconds. She finally snaps out of it. "No, I can't. You put it in the desk, you rude bitch." she says. She covers her mouth. "I'm sorry." "Don't be. I've been called worse. And I can't either. You were given two keys, right?" "Yes, why?" "One goes to that desk. I lost my key to that desk over the summer, so I can't put it in the desk. So, I'm sorry I acted so rude. Now then, I'm going to relax. Wake me up in two hours." "Why two?" "So we can go out to a bar. Need to get to know each other, and a bar would be perfect." "But..." Octavia tries to say, but Vinyl's snoring interrupts her. "Wow, that was fast." She opens the desk and puts the bag inside. She closes the door and locks the desk back. She sits down on her bed, on the other side of the room, and pulls out her small violin. She plays a gentle lullaby. Vinyl smiles, the music making her dreams much more calming. Octavia continues playing for an hour, then pulls out a book. 'The Hunger Games'. She had bought it several hours before at a small store in the town. She had gotten to the training scenes. She starts reading. Every few paragraphs, she's interrupted by Vinyl's snoring. It sounded somewhat like music, with an odd rhythm. Octavia stopped reading and listened to Vinyl's snoring. "Like a symphony..." she thinks. She listens for the next hour, then goes to wake up Vinyl. "Yeah?" Vinyl mumbles, her head covered by a pillow. "Let's go. You said we were going to a bar." "Yep, and I'm buying." Vinyl says. She gets up and takes off her glasses. Octavia notices her eyes. "Your eyes are very nice." "Are you hitting on me?" Octavia reacts in a panicked way. "No! No, I'm not hitting on you!" "Shame. You're really pretty." Vinyl responds. She blows a kiss at Octavia and walks out the door. Octavia looks around, confused. "Oh, sweet lord, I'm rooming with a filly-fooler." she thinks, walking out the door.
MintVinyl and Octavia walk towards the small centre of town. "So, Vinyl, what are you studying?" Octavia asks. "Electronics, music, biochemistry, and psychology." Vinyl answers quickly. "Oh. Well, I'm studying anatomy and physics." Octavia says. Vinyl looks at her with a look of confusion on her face. "I thought you would have been studying music, too. Do you play anything besides the violin?" she asks. "Yes! I play the cello. I'm paying for my tuition by playing in the Equestrian Orchestra. Youngest member." "Don't be offended, but I'm not a big fan of classical. I prefer house and electronica." Vinyl says, running a hoof through her hair. "It's just beeping and whirring noises to a rhythm. It's not music, it's a foundry recorded on a tape!" Octavia says bluntly. Vinyl growls. "Never say that. It's supposed to create euphoria and shake ponies to their cores. Classical is just to make rich bastards laugh at how insignificant other classes are." she says. They arrive at the bar. Vinyl walks in. She sits down at the bar next to a blue mare with her head on the bar. Vinyl looks at the bartender. "Gin martini, my good sir." she says. A moan from beside her confirms that the mare is still alive. Octavia sits on Vinyl's other side. She looks at the blue mare. "Is she alright?" Octavia asks. The bartender nods. "She's just drowning her sorrows. Something about getting dumped by her significant other. What'll it be, miss?" "Chardonnay, please." Octavia says. The bartender gives both of them their drinks. Vinyl nudges the blue mare. She lifts her head and says, "What do you want?" "Are you okay?" Vinyl asks her. "No... My marefriend dumped me." the blue mare says. She groans. "Bucking bitch doesn't know what she's missing." "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." Octavia says. She moves to the mares other side and puts a foreleg around her. "Tell us what happened." "Well, I came home one day and Parasol wasn't there. I found a note on the fridge saying she was leaving me, and I've been in this bar ever since..." the blue mare says. Tears start rolling down her cheeks. She rests her head on Octavia's shoulder. "What's wrong with me? I can't stay in a relationship for anything..." Octavia smooths out the mare's hair with her hoof. "It's okay... We're here... What's your name?" "Colgate... My name is Colgate." the mare says. She's calmed down somewhat. Octavia smiles. "We'll help you, Colgate. Here." Octavia hands her a small card with the address of their dorm room on it. "Come over if you need some help. We've got beds, if you need a place to relax." Octavia gets up. She finishes her Chardonnay. "I'll be back, I've got to find a restroom." she says, walking to the back. Vinyl smiles. "Colgate, we'll try our best to get you through this." "Thank you. You and your girlfriend are very nice..." Colgate says, wiping her eyes. Vinyl looks at her, confused. "Girlfriend? Girlfrie- Oh, Octavia? Oh, no, no, no! We're not dating!" "So, you're single?" Colgate asks. Vinyl nods. "Yeah." "Good." Colgate darts forward and kisses Vinyl. Vinyl, shocked, pulls away. "What the hay? What is... I taste mint. You taste like mint." she says, somewhat flabbergasted. "Is that a good thing?" Colgate asks, trying her best to sound innocent. "Actually, it's rather nice..." Vinyl says. "Like I just had some Altoids or something..." "It's not just my saliva that tastes like mint..." Colgate says. A slight seductive twinge can be heard behind the drunken slur. "Are you hitting on me?" "Is that a bad thing?" "My place, ten o'clock." Vinyl says, nodding. She finishes her martini and walks to the restroom. She waits until Octavia walks out. "How's out little love-struck friend doing?" she asks, flicking water off of her hooves. "She's coming over tonight for some... Therapy." "Oh god, you invited her over to have sex? What the hell, Vinyl?" Octavia groans. "Not sex. Therapy." The next morning Octavia opens her eyes. They are bloodshot from lack of sleep. She gets up. She looks at Vinyl and Colgate, cuddling together in Vinyl's bed. She gets out of bed. She pulls the covers off of Vinyl's bed. "Come on, get up. We got classes today." "Go away, can't you see I'm giving Colgate therapy?" Vinyl says, snuggling closer to Colgate. She kisses Colgate's ear. Colgate giggles. "Slut." Octavia mumbles, picking up her book bag. "Just remember that you need to get up by nine. Your classes start then." "Whatever, mom." Vinyl mumbles. Octavia walks out the door.
Half-Assing And RomancingSorry it took so long. Vacationing and shit. Octavia sits down at the small picnic table outside of the small sandwich shop. As expected, two mares sat down next to her. Her roommate, and the slightly hungover Colgate. A third mare also sits down, a purple mare holding an ice-pack to her head. She is extremely hungover. She sits down opposite of Octavia. "Uh..." Octavia starts, but is interrupted. "Don't say a fucking word. I need to rest." the purple mare mumbles. She puts the ice-pack on the table and puts her head on it. Almost as soon as she does, loud snoring is heard. Octavia looks at Vinyl. "Who is she?" "Berry Punch, sister of Cherilee, mother of Ruby Pinch." Vinyl says matter-of-factly. Octavia becomes shocked. "She's a mother and she's not with her child?" "Oh, don't worry! She hired a very competent babysitter. I recommended him." Colgate says with a tired voice. She looks at Vinyl. "Thanks again, miss Scratch. I think Berry's actually a really good match for me." "I nearly risked getting kicked out of school to take you to that bar to meet her, so you owe me. Maybe another night of therapy?" Vinyl winks at Colgate. "Wow, you are such a whore. AND you're a lesbian." Octavia mumbles. "No, I'm not." Vinyl retorts. Octavia stares at Vinyl. "Then what are you? Are you a free-spirited hippie, screwing anything that moves?" "I'm bisexual, you high-strung bitch." Vinyl retorts. "Well, at least you like cock as much as... Hen." Octavia says, grinning when she sees the look on Vinyl's face at the mention of cock. Colgate giggles. "Are you sure you two aren't dating? You fight as much as an old married couple." "Certain of it." Octavia says. "Anyway, I took Colgate to the bar, and she sat next to our hungover friend Berry." Vinyl explains, turning to Octavia. "And she asks me if I taste as good as I smell." Colgate says. She puts a foreleg in front of Octavia. Octavia takes a small sniff at it. Minty. "I can see where she was going with that. So, what happened next?" she asks Colgate. "I answered 'Maybe...' and we ended up making out in the bathroom. She's a good kisser, too. Even better than Vinyl." "Hey." Vinyl says angriliy. "Gross. But interesting. So, Vinyl, what's on our agenda?" Octavia asks. "Besides a threesome between me, Colgate, and Berry?" "What the hell is wrong with you?" "My parents were swingers." "That explains a lot." "In all seriousness, we're going to the park with Berry's daughter. You'll love her. She's just so CUTE!" Vinyl says. She squees slightly at the thought. Octavia raises an eyebrow. Vinyl clears her throat. "Anyway, you in?" "Sure!" Octavia says with a smile. "I suggested it first, so of course I'm in!" Colgate says enthusiastically. "Fuckin' A, let's do it." Berry says from her icepack. The group giggles. "Well, let's go then!" Vinyl says, getting up.
