Of a Thousand Mixes

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I do very much appreciate any critique and comments in my story writing. I am still learning how to write stories and I appreciate any feedback so I can write better stories, as this is the first fic I have gotten very serious about.

I have rewritten the first chapter slightly to kind of fix some plot holes I left open. I also want to thank everyone who has read and hopefully enjoyed the story so far. You guys are the major reason I keep this fic going.

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Of a Thousand Mixes

Beats, coinciding with the bass and snare. The beat going three times the speed of your average ponies heart.
The Build up, nice high pitch and smooth sounds. Finally, the drop, huge amounts of low booming bass mixing itself at different
pitches. Like a cannon shot the ears, a shot of pure delight that overloads the senses with ethereal joy.

Another beautiful track, mixed, and composed by DJ Pon-3. I sat in front of my computer monitor, blasting the music while I watched the player compose a breathtaking visualization to compliment the music. However like all good things the track came to an end, and so played the next track composed by my favorite artist in the playlist of 47 tracks I have downloaded from the equestrian web.

What can I say? I love DJ-Pon3. I discovered the techno genre while I worked at a music store in Ponyville.

Then I discovered her. DJ-Pon3 was her alias and from what I heard not many ponies knew her real name. Her music was amazing, her body was gorgeous as some times she even models for magazines, and her personality on stage was explosive.

Every concert I watched through the web her audience was pumped, her music was radiant and electrifying, and it was all an experience that I only had the pleasure of going and being there only for a few times.

Then I got fired from my job and I couldn't afford to go to any of her concerts. So I watched through the internet, wishing I had a job so I can see her again.

So for the next 2 hours I sat there, playing games on the computer, and staring at the visualizations on screen.

After a while I heard the door open to my room, and as I would have expected my room mate, Retro Spins came into the room.
Retro, as I like to call him, a suave and high spirited unicorn colt with a short black mane and red fur ,met me while I was going to Ponyville Junior High.

When I was going to school there for 'Celestia knows what' we were stuck in a band class that if you sat down for twenty minutes your ears would bleed on how badly everyone sucked.

I played a trumpet, and Retro played the trombone. Even though the class sucked me and Retro stuck in there because we love music and any other elective was better than health, and consumers mathematics.

In the middle of class we would listen to music CD's, I always liked what he brought but Retro would dissect the track and tell me what was good and also its flaws.

One day I was broken down and depressed because I asked out my crush only to get rejected and thrown to the side while she made out with her own colt friend. Retro was there to help me through it, telling me "there's always more ponies in the prairie" and "you don't need her, she's just a manipulative filly who likes fooling with other colts."

In those years Retro really helped me get my life back on track and we followed each other into high school and so on. I watched him be successful while I just tried to get by with my own business he was always worried about the direction I was going in life but he was also there to help me out of any jam.

So we've been best friends ever since, especially when he offered to let me live in his house when I got fired from my job as a store clerk at a local music store because the shop went out of business, and lately its been really tough finding a job at ponyville. The name Retro Spins come from his cutie mark of a shining record disc, his special talent is being a music critique.

"Heyo! Hows it hanging Star! Dude check this out. I scored an invitation to the hottest party in ponyville!" Retro Spins said with glee almost to the point of hopping around the room.

"That's cool." I said nonchalantly. I was never an out going pony. I prefer to stay inside, read magazines, and surf the web.
Not that I hate leaving the house, its just that there is not a whole lot to do around ponyville that garners my interest.

"Nah dude, you aint seeing the bigger picture my brah! There will be drinks, music, and most importantly hot mares!" Retro replied.

"That's great bro, have fun." I said dismissing him.

"No dude your coming with me! Im gonna see if I can hook you up with your own mare friend so you can lose this little obsession you have over DJ-Pon3." Changing his tone to something more aggressive as he smacked his hooves on my desk getting my attention.

"What! I'm not obsessed!" I shouted back in disbelief.

Then Retro gestured at the wall of my room. I forgot to mention the hundreds of posters on my wall.Some of them are album covers of DJ-Pon3's, others are magazine covers, posters of the artist, and one in particular. A pinup poster of the time she made 'Sexiest musician of the year' showing off in a very suggestive pose.

"Ok, i'm obsessed." I admitted bowing my head in shame. "But there is still no reason why I should go to this party."

"C'mon dude! When was the last time you left the house! It'll be fun! Live life. You wont know what your missing." Retro said.

This coxed me to the point I reflected on the past a bit. I haven't left the house in a month while Retro Spins actually had a job and went out to house parties every now and again. At that point I decided, that leaving just this once wouldn't and I don't really have anything to lose."Ok, I'll go." I said with a sigh.

"Awwwwww yeah! This is gonna be fun brah you will not regret this! Ya gotta get ready quick though cause we need to leave right away cause its tonight." Retro said as walked towards the door.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Hang on, tonight? That short of a notice?" I said with a raised eye brow.

"Ya I was planning on going with another mate who scored an invitation as well from work but he got sick. Told me to give this to a friend so who else would I pick to go with me. Just get ready dude, were leaving in an hour." Retro said leaving the room.

I got up from my chair and walked towards the mirror. I straightened out my short brown frizzled mane the best I could, which I think only made it worse. Then took a look at my midnight blue coat, which can be very easily confused as black until a bit of light then you would be able to see a very dark streak of blue.

After a quick shower I made my way downstairs to meet Retro Spins who was waiting for me.

"Dude you are going to remember this night for the rest of your life! We are gonna have one heck of a good time." Retro said with a smile as he opened the door to leave.

"Meh, I guess." I said with a shrug. I honestly wasn't expecting much to happen as much as Retro Spins claims. I knew that he likes to over exaggerate things a lot.

As I stepped out I felt a cool breeze hit me, the sun had already set and the sky relatively dark. Although the air was a little stuffy from the humidity, it actually felt pretty good to be outside. Almost inspiring.

"We've been walking for 15 minutes. Do you know were this place is?" I said to Retro as we came to a stop at a four way intersection near the center of ponyville.

"Ya of course! Its right down this road at the end of the street like five or six blocks down. Hey you can hear the music from here!" Retro said raising his head to listen.

I did the same and I heard a faint and fast beat. Like listening into the skies own beating heart.

We followed the sound for the next five minutes until we ended up in to a neighborhood with pretty large houses. We finally came up at our destination. A gated mansion with a large yard and walkway up to it. Out side the gates were drunk ponies wobbling around from there dizziness, some were so drunk they vomited all over the walls and side walks. I looked away in disgust trying to keep my own stomach some what contained, even though I realized that the chances of not losing my dinner at this party was very slim.

Although we were outside the gate the ground shook with each beat of the music like an artificial earthquake. I knew from that point as soon as I stepped into that house my hearing may not last to my elderly years, assuming the music I listen to on a daily basis doesn't already do so but I really don't care anyway I love it.

Me and Retro walked up to the door where a colt wearing dark shades and tuxedo stood blocking the door.

"Good evening gentlecolts, I need to see your invitations before I can let you in." The unicorn colt said.

"Sure thing mah man" Retro said flyers from his saddle bags with his teeth. "Here ya go."

"Umm...You can keep those, thats all I have to see. Yall enjoy your time at the party." The colt said using his unicorn magic to push the door open.

Immediately the sounds of the music assaulted my ear drums. It was absurdly loud but it was my favorite music, drum'n bass, so I loved it even if my ears were ringing a little.

Stepping in, music wasn't the only thing that assaulted my senses. The smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of expensive perfume and cologne was overpowering. It may have been bad outside but the entire house was quaking from the bass of the music. Ponies were either binge drinking, making out with each other, or making passionate love to each other without the consideration of getting a room which made me feel extremely embarrassed to be around. The sad part was the inside of the mansion is extremely lavish with all sorts of expensive decor. From glistening chandeliers, to fine painting's, furniture, the works. A sophisticated environment made into a college rave party.

"What the heck did you bring me into Retro? I cant tell the difference between a slosh rave from an orgy here!" I yelled over the music to Retro right next to me who barely heard what I said over the music.

"Relax Star, I told you this would be one heck of a party! I gotta go check in with some buddies of mine. Go mingle a bit, live a little." Retro said abandoning my side to go meet up with his friends.

Just standing still with everything happening around me made me feel uncomfortable. I felt out of place like being on the surface of the moon. With Mares and colts, rooting on who would throw up first in a drinking competition, the occasional drunken brawl, and other obscenities that would never be seen in public, the only solace I can confide in was the music. The music is a shelter here, and a tether to keep me from storming out all together. A drink wouldn't hurt either.

I went up to the bar and amazingly its one of the more calmer sections of the party. Ponies just sat at the bar gently conversing, groups of friends joking and laughing as they drunk, and couples just enjoying the drinks and themselves. This may be the most ironic thing I've seen in this party so far. I sat down on a stool, a good looking mare with light blue mane and light purple fur was cleaning the bar up and passing around drinks till she came up to me and smiled asking "what would you like for a drink tonight?"

"Lemon lime soda lined with Stalliongrad vodka, iced, in a low ball glass." I replied licking my lips and smiling back try to look sincere and comfortable in this alien environment.

"Ok, coming right up! The names Sweet Leaf by the way." She said as she poured and fixed the drink right in front of me.

"Starlight Zen" I replied.

"Starlight Zen? Cool name." Sweet Leaf said as she finished fixing my drink and slid it across the bar towards me.

"Um and how many bit will this be?" I asked remembering I only had 20 bits on me that brought whenever I went out which I usually used to buy snacks at the general store.

"Oh don't worry its all on the house" Sweet Leaf answered.

"Oh cool!Cheers then." I took the glass in my hooves and savored the drink. Sweet leaf smiled and walked off to attend her other customers. In the mean time I couldn't help but notice her beautiful figure. I ended up looking over the bar to get a better view. Since I didn't want to get caught and be called out as a pervert I slid back and continued to enjoy my drink and the music.

After finishing the last of my drink Sweet Leaf returned asking "Refill?"

"Um no thanks I'm good" I said. I considered giving her a tip when a crowd started to form at the other end of the bar. There was a unicorn colt drinking a whole bottle of Stalliongrad Vodka while the entire crowd chanted "chug chug chug".

I looked back at Sweet Leaf who look worried. "Who's that?" I asked

"That's DJ Vertex, he's supposed to be playing at the freestyle that is going to start in 30 minutes." She said.

The DJ continued to drink the bottle until the whole thing was empty. He then climbed on top of the stool and yelled "Im the drinking champion of all of Equestria!!!WOOO!!!" He then fell from the stool landing on the floor passed out. After the crowd boo'ed the fallen DJ they cleared out where later some ponies wearing tuxedos came and dragged him away.

I then felt a hoof tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Retro looking very worried.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"Whats wrong!? If you haven't noticed DJ Vertex is out of commission he was supposed to play at the Freestyle and it was my job to write a critique on his music track for tonight. Without him I have no cover page story for the magazine and without this article the Magazine will sink. Star, you saw videos and read articles on being a DJ I need you to play at this freestyle or the whole party and article dies!" Retro said with nervous urgency

"What! I'm not going to go up there and play, I'm not ready to do a gig, I'm not prepared, I cant do it!" I said being taken aback by Retros insane order. Honestly I have seen videos and read articles on the works and equipment of DJ's and how to use them, but I never done it before. I have had no practice with this and I wasn't ready to go up there and try so I can be pelted by hard cider bottles or laughed out of the party for sucking so much, I say screw Retros article and screw this party.

"Star, look at me! If you pull this off I will make this article about you, I will talk to my friends about you, and those friends can help you meet, and even work with DJ-Pon3." Retro said with assertiveness. At that point I knew Retro was not lying about it, out of all the times he over exaggerates things, I knew him for most of my life, and knew him to well to know that this wasn't a lie. I had butterflies in my gut from the decision in front of me. Do I take a leap of faith to achieve my dream, or do I back out and go home with my dignity.

"Its on you now Star."Retro said "what will it be?"