Hoofman, Sam, Vadim, Adrian, Dave, and ZP were talking amongst one another for the upcoming Sonic Firestorm tour.

“We should get some other bands to tour with us!” Adrian requested.

“I think, that perhaps instead of touring right off the bat, we should perhaps give lessons?” Vadim said.

“I’m so - excited!” ZP exclaimed, adding nothing to the conversation.

“Everypony, quiet down,” Hoofman ordered finally,”I’ll try to get the bands, I don’t see how lessons are going to help other ponies, seems like it’d give them arthritis pretty easily, seeing how we play.”

“Bad idea.” Dave added from the background.

“I wonder how giving lessons could be such a bad idea,” Sam said, an obvious bite to his voice.

“Anyways, I’ve got a few bands that I’d be willing to ask, I wonder if they’d accept, I’ll send out a few letters, see you all in a week!” Hoofman said, then promptly got up and left the studio.

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Hoofman called up two bands, L.U.N.A. and Iron Mareden, who also wasn’t comprised of entirely mares, to his amazement they agreed.

Hoofman arrived in the studio and said,”Tour’s on everypony! First stop, Japone!”

“I’m so bucking excited!” ZP said.

“I’m excited too, just not that excited,” Adrian said,

“So, let’s go on tour!” Hoofman said.

“What else would we be doing, exactly?” Sam asked.

Ignoring him, Hoofman got the blimp to go to Japone.

When they arrived, they saw that the stadium was half-full, a few just coming to see Iron Mareden.

“Great crowd isn’t it?” A voice from beside Hoofman said.

“My gosh, I did not see you there Bruce Dickinson!” Hoofman said.

“Hello to you too, I’m excited to play with the new up-and-coming power metal band.”

“Alright, who’s going first, I assume the rest of Iron Mareden’s here?”

“Yep, all of us, L.U.N.A.’s here too, I think they should go up.”

Hoofman agreed, he rejoined StallionForce in the back and told them all the plan, they’d be going second, Iron Mareden last.

When L.U.N.A. was finished. Hoofman telekinetically flipped all the lights out and turned toward StallionForce,”Dawn Over a New World as an opener everypony, Vadim, you’ll be singing all that.”

“Happy to help,” Vadim said.

Hoofman got everything ready, a piano for Vadim, guitars for himself and Sam and gave a countdown,”3, 2, 1, we’re live.”

Hoofman flipped all the lights on to reveal Vadim sitting at a piano all by himself. He started playing an acoustic version of Dawn Over a New World and singing along. Hoofman thought Vadim was doing really well. Then, before the solo arrived, Hoofman had a plan for this, he grabbed his guitar and casted a shadow spell so his shadow would pop up. He hooked up his guitar to an amplifier and cranked it up to 11. He played the solo with the spell casting his shadow toward the audience. After he was done, he was more mentally spent from the excruciating spell-casting than the solo.

Everypony stepped onto the stage and took their places. ZP trotted up toward the microphone.

“Hello everypony! I hope L.U.N.A. was ok because this is the real -. StallionForce live in Japone, Sonic Firestorm! Vadim, playing Dawn Over a New World - good as always, next we’ll continue with the awesome track, Fury of the Storm!”

Hoofman and Sam laid their hooves on their guitars, and started playing them. Hoofman played the intro while Sam provided the rhythm. The crowd was going crazy, and even more so when they hit the solo. There were so many notes in the solo that Hoofman missed some, nopony seemed to mind though.

“For victory we ride! Fury of the Storm!” Sang Hoofman, Vadim, who now had his electric keyboard on hoof, Sam, and ZP together, standing in a line. Directly afterwards, Hoofman played the 4-note outro.

“Alright! This is what I’m bucking talking about! We’ll play one song which you all seemed to want to hear! Disciples of bucking Canterlot!” ZP yelled into the mic.

StallionForce did so, and it was enjoyed immensely by everypony, they only played this song on occasion, however it was still a great tune. Vadim also got a lot of fun things to do in this one.

“Last song, I hate to disappoint you, as you’re all so - cool, but there may be a surprise after we’re done! Let’s end it with a - bang shall we, Soldiers of the Wastelands! I’m ZP Theart, they are Hoofman Li, Sam Trotman, Adrian Lambert, Dave Macintosh, and Vadim Pruzhanov! We are StallionForce!”

They blazed through Soldiers of the Wastelands, afterwards, ZP thanked the crowd again and Iron Mareden walked on stage. After they were done, Hoofman told the others to pack up, as next they were stopping in Manehatten.

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When StallionForce arrived in Manehatten, they took a place near the traditional music stage. They had a moderate crowd, not a huge one. Luckily, there was a backstage. StallionForce ducked behind there and sent L.U.N.A. out first. When they were finished, ZP walked on stage.

“Hello everypony!” He yelled, cringing from the massive amount of mic feedback. We’re StallionForce, we have a few songs for you today!”

StallionForce walked on stage, and Hoofman signaled to ZP to keep on going.

“First off! We’re playing a StallionForce classic! This one is what you think it is, Valley of the Damned! Who’s singing along?”

StallionForce only liked playing this song if the audience sang along, it got boring after too long. The audience did sing along, so it was a great crowd-starter.

“Next up, off of our new album Sonic Firestorm! We have Above The Winter Moonlight! Vadim’s the real star of this one!”

StallionForce played Above the Winter Moonlight, when the first keyboard solo arrived, Hoofman didn’t see Vadim in his usual spot. He looked up, Vadim was sitting on the roof of the stage! He was playing his keyboard as he needed, and Hoofman trained the spotlight on him.

Every time Vadim had a keyboard solo, he’d fly up and play the solo. When Above the Winter Moonlight ended, the crowd gave a round of applause.

“Next up! We have bucking Fields of Despair! I hope everypony enjoys this one!”

Fields of Despair started up, this also had a keys solo, while Vadim didn’ fly up this time, he had the spotlight trained on him the entire keys solo.

“Finally, I know this is really damn disappointing, but we have Dawn Over a New World!”

Hoofman plunged the stadium into darkness, and dropped a piano onstage, he turned on the spotlight and pointed it at Vadim. Hoofman used the same method to play his solo, and the concert ended, or so the audience thought, because when Hoofman flipped the switches back on, Iron Mareden was in place of StallionForce.

After the concert actually ended, Sam suggested they get a drink for their next stop, they found a bar nearby.

“This bar is closed,” the bartender said as they entered.

“We’re musicians, we just ended a show here.” Sam replied.

“Not just some wannabes, you look a lot like StallionForce.”

“We are StallionForce,” Sam said.

The bartender scoffed,”Prove it.”

“Alright,” Sam got out his blue guitar,”this should be all the proof you need.”

“Anypony could go to a store and pick up a blue guitar. More proof please.”

“Alright, since you asked so bucking nicely,” Sam picked up his guitar and played the intro to Fury of the Storm.

“Fine, but only you, Sam Trotman, I believe it is, your friends can’t come in.”

“No, if they aren’t allowed, I’m leaving with them.”

Disappointed by them visiting after closing time, but happy for new business, the bartender said,”Fine.”

Sam and the rest of StallionForce sat down and ordered a lot of drinks. Sam drank the most. Soon, they left, drunk, and got on the blimp.

“We should be expecting an overnight flight to Ponyville.” The pilot said as he stepped into StallionForce’s area.

“Let’s party!” ZP said, under the influence.

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Hoofman woke up to a splitting headache and their pilot ringing a bell in everypony’s ears. He was lying in the middle of the floor, his guitar was destroyed, Sam’s was still good though.

“What just happened?” Hoofman asked.

“No time! Hurry up, you’re late as it is, we’ve arrived in Ponyville,” the pilot said.

Dave got up with him and held his head, he then proceed to scream Chop Suey! incredibly loud, that got everypony up, and did not remedy Hoofman’s headache.

Everypony got up, looking a bit worse for wear, Vadim had a cut across his face, no telling how that got there. Dave’s cap was torn to shreds, as well of having a pair of snapped drumsticks at his hooves. ZP was less jocular than usual, having fallen victim to the hangover as well. Adrian was slumped across an amplifier and muttering to himself,”Body breakdown, body breakdown,” for some reason.

The only one who seemed to not mind was Sam, he got up and took his blue guitar with him.

“Everypony, we need to find a place to stay while we wait for night,” Hoofman said.

“Yeah, resting, I could do with resting before a show.” ZP muttered.

Adrian just pulled himself off the amplifier, grabbed his bass and walked out.

Hoofman and Vadim walked outside, and Hoofman got StallionForce in line.”So, whatever happened last night happened, but, we need to find a place to rest so that...” his speech was cut off by a migrane,”...we can recover,” he eventually said with a obvious amount of stress.

StallionForce checked into a hotel and went to their room, they prepared as well they could, as the concert was that night. Adrian got a letter from the bellhop and he read it over.

“Let’s see, London, need to return, hold up, this says,’Adrian, you have a filly born recently and you should probably return to London’.”

Everypony was excited. However, Hoofman wasn’t excited because they needed a bassist before tonight. Adrian proceeded to leave the hotel.

He ran down to the check-in desk. “We... need... another, bassist,” he said, worn out.

“Let’s see,” the front desk attendant said,”we actually have one staying here! This is his room, you should see him if you’re looking for one.”

Hoofman thanked her and ran to the room that was listed, he knocked on the door. He was answered by a grey unicorn with a long mane, though not as long as the rest of the band, and a full beard. His hair was black and he was standing next to a white bass with a flame decal on it.

“Cool bass, I’d presume you’re Fredrick Leclerq?” Hoofman commented, pronouncing Frèdèric Leclercq’s name wrong.

“¿Que?” Frèdèric asked.

“Hold on, do you speak English?”

“Ich spreche Englisch, aber ich mache das nur deshalb,” the bassist said.

“I have no clue what you’re saying,” Hoofman replied.

“Je parle aussi prançais,” he said.

“English, not Prench or German or whatever you’re doing.”

“Yeah, I do speak English, I just thought it would be funny if I spoke other languages. Hope I didn’t piss you off.”

“Whatever that means, I have a proposal, we’re StallionForce, and in desperate need of a bassist.”

“Je joue de la basse” Fredrick said,”Also, it’s pronounced Frèdèric Leclar.”

“I assume you just said, ‘I play bass’, also fine, please, speak English when we’e interacting.”

“Fine, I’ll give you a listen to my playing.”

Hoofman listened to Frèdèric play the bass so effortlessly, he was very impressed.

“Would you like to be part of StallionForce?” Hoofman asked.

“Marci, thank you very much,” Frèdèric replied.

“Let’s go!”

Hoofman arrived at the room where StallionForce was waiting for him. “We got one!” He said,”His name is Frèdèric Leclercq, and he’s happy to join our band. He also speaks three languages, so be aware of that.”

Frèdèric said hi to everypony in the room, and they welcomed him into StallionForce. While Frèdèric looked over his basslines, StallionForce knew that now they were prepared for tonight’s show.

—————— * * * ——————

“Hello everypony!” ZP said,”We’e StallionForce, and we’re here to perform! We got a new bassist, so while I hope he’s just as bucking good, if not better, be aware! We’ll open with Fields of Despair!”

They nailed the first song.

“Next up, we have Heart of a Dragon! I hope you’re all singing along. 3, 2, 1!”

After that was over, they played 3 more songs, closing with ZP saying,”I hope you all enjoyed tonight’s StallionForce show! However, we have a surprise, and it’s a pretty damn good one. So everypony stay tuned!”

When Iron Mareden hit the stage everypony went wild. StallionForce lounged backstage.

“Frèdèric, I’m just going to call you Fred, as it does wear on the tongue after a while. So, Fred, care to tour with us?”

“Not at all, I’d love to join the band.”

“You’re in!” Hoofman said.

The rest of the tour went without incident. Soon, Hoofman and Sam were sitting at their house, talking over what the next album would be, and what the songs were.

They continued talking as they went to their room. As Hoofman got up, he took a paper that said Inpony Rampage with him.

Author's Note

Used Google Translate for Fred’s foreign lines, they might be a tab off because of that.

Also, another longer one, sorry if the last bit is a massive decrease in quality, I’m not super happy right now.

Lineup now consists of
Guitarist/Rhythm Guitarist Hoofman Li
Guitarist/Rhythm Guitarist Sam Trotman
Drummer Dave Macintosh
Vocalist ZP Theart
Keyboardist Vadim Pruzhanov
And Bassist Frèdèric “Fred” Leclercq

Also, I’ve been staying fairly true to DragonForce’s history, but that might change in a few chapters.

Finally, I’m trying as hard as I can to incorporate a certain something for each of the characters, I wonder if you can notice.

Enjoy everypony!
-Qibli2