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Vinyl wasn't sweating the competition - she knew that she'd breeze through the first round although she was prepared to admit that there'd been a few moments where the choice of music had felt off for the moment...but once she'd finished and received the applause, there was no doubt that she'd cracked it. The score was decidedly the cherry on the top for the moment, and Vinyl was just glad that she could now focus on getting the rest of the evening figured out. Oh, she already had an idea what her next performance was going to entail...she'd caught sight of the record that she'd 'spun' during her set as a visual aid, and it was one that had a great deal of potential for a crowd such as this. She set about organising herself for the next backet - there really wasn't any telling just what kind of stiff competition lay ahead, but Vinyl did not intend on taking chances...she knew what she needed to prepare, and wasn't going to settle for anything less than a planned full assault on the senses in the next round - that obnoxiously confident Diamond dog was gonna know the difference between them soon enough...and it was gonna be sweet!

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No hard feelin's, go do your thang out there and have fun...s'the Brony way after all.

Trust me, sticking around is probably a much better idea - there's a HUGE amount of RP going on, the community itself is evolving and growing ALL the time, and there's a fantastic array of Musical, Artistic and Talented writing Ponies all over the boards. It's ALL about the people taking part...not the site - and we DO have an awesome community vibe. Actions tend to speak louder than words, so I suggest you actually take a look through ALL sections and ee for yourself...also, come talk to us all in the chat - a lot of stuff goes down there, and it's probably easier to get a sense of whats what from talking to the ponies who are actively participating both in any RP's or conversations in both #canterlotrp and #canterlotcentral...I guarantee you'll be greeted and given plenty to stay around for! In all honesty, you'd be missing out on some fun times if you simply left - giving this place a fair shake is the best option. Hopefully you'll make the right choice on that - we're all awaiting your participation either way! :3

Robikku nods in agreement - the idea that Miracle proposed sounded a pretty safe bet, and he decided that that might well be the option best to go with...or at least agree on. " Sounds like a good idea! " The pegasus says as he looked between the peryton and the other pony with a grin. " Besides, the castle garden is a pretty enjoyable place to look around anyway...seems like a fairly reasonable place t'go and take a few moments to jus' relax and see what's going on. " The pegasus stretched out his winds and takes to the air a moment, hovering just close to the pair - he did enjoy taking a random moment out with other ponies once in a while, and he was fairly familiar with Miracle. If anything, this was probably a good opportunity just to get to know the pair of them a little better. He was always curious to find out a little more about those he came in contact with, and today would be clearly no exception. " I say we should all go take a look! "

Big Macintosh Name: Well, the names Big Macintosh, but reckon ya'alls can call me Big Mac. Some even use Big Red, but plain ol' 'Mac' works too! Sex: Ah'm pretty sure ah'm a Male, last ah checked! Age: Ah'd be grown 'young' Stallion, Eeeyup, an' still very much at mah best condition, too! Species: A proud earth pony - A real 'Salt of the earth' kinda pony, an' wouldn't change that for anythin'! Pelt Color: Looks to me like a nice apple red...heh, s'pose life jus' kinda has a sense of humor that way, eh? Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Ah'd hazard a guess at A kinda weird brownish blonde...Ah'm no arty pony, though, so s'hard to say. Did you just ask how Ah Style mah mane? Pfft, this is an apple farm - Ah got no time for fancy manestylin's! Ah prefer to jus' go out rough'n'ready in the mornin's, an' it works for me! ... Well, okay...Mah tail *is* trimmed regularly t'keep it outta the way of mah workin' on the farm, but that's it for me! Eye Color: Heh, whaddya know...Gala apple green! Cutie Mark: Well, it's half an apple - but that don't mean I put half-flanked effort in, let me tell ya'all now! Physique: Workin; on the farm can give a stallion quite a workout...Now ah don't like t'toot my own bugle, but Ah'm quite the stocky male - certainly don't think there's many ponies who look quite like ah do, even if that's just my say so! Origin: Well, what'm I gonna say here? Born n'raised on the apple family farm - didn't know much else beyond what the ol' folks wanted from us...sure, ah went to school an' got an edumacation there, but other than that, pop wanted me t'follow in the family ways, way even before applejack was a twinkle in an eye. Ah worked mah rump off alongside pa an' ma an' helped buck apples from the trees, tended to the other crops we plant now an' then, as well as helpin' around wi' anythin' else they wanted me to do at the time - when they finally retired to other pastures new, ah offered up to take over the general maintenance of the farm in their stead alongside Applejack...an' it's been runnin' jus' fine ever since - minus a few l'il hiccups here an' there, o'course! Ponies ask me about mah cutie mark a lot for some reason - well, Ah'll say this much about it:- Ah was brought up as an apple farmers son, on an apple farm, plain an' simple. Ah've Been buckin' apples for jus' about as long as mah hooves could be on the ground an' keep me up, so it wasn't any surprise t'see that on one day when ah was asked to buck a full day on mah own, Ah did it fast an' I did it better than anypony coulda seen comin' for a youngster mah age. Ah get back to the farmhouse, an' on mah rump it turned out that the hallmark of the apple family, an apple-centric cutie mark, had appeared. Eeeyup, it's not big or fancy as a story...but that's how it happened! S'just the tale of a pony who took up the mantle his family had born him into. Heh, Sorry if that ain't excitin' or anythin' for ssome of you ponies, but that's the way life slices the apple sometimes! Roleplay Type: Mane RP, Ah reckon! Occupation: As ah said before, mah role is the general upkeep an' workin's of Apple Acres - anythin' that Applejack doesn't normally take care of, you'll usually see mah rump taking care of. Eeyup, She's a real trooper, that one - but a mite bit stubborn at times! Motivation: Mah motivation, ah guess, is to keep th'farm runnin' right up 'til ah'm old an' grey - the ponies in ponyville buy a lot of our apples, an' it's a major source of both food for them as well as bein' our vital source of bits. As for mah own motivation...well, The thought of the farm bein' left to rot is a notion ah don't like to entertain if it can be helped, so mah personal goal is t'just do everythin' possible t'prevent that from happenin'. As for anythin' else beyond that, Hmm...Ah guess I'll jus' keep mah options open for right now... The future's still a'comin regardless either way, after all! Likes: Well, for a start Ah like books - Jus' cause mah life is on a farm doesn't mean ah don't try an' get cultured. After that, I reckon ah'm a big fan of music, alongside a good healthy dose of applebuckin'...some ponies may see it as hard work, but for me there ain't nothin' more fulfillin' than knowin' ah can buck them apples down hard an' fast! { An' perhaps ah have a bad habit of makin' bad apple-related jokes sometimes - but secretly, ah kinda like doin' it! } Dislikes: Ah don't much care for lazy ponies - it can irk mah nerve when somepony shirks their work...heck, ah've even shooed off that pegasus from Ponyville a few times - ah think her names Rainbow Crash...Oh, wait - Rainbow Dash...from atops a few trees before when she's taken a snooze up there whilst on weather duty. Also, mah sister Applejack can be a l'il hotheaded - ya'all saw what happened a while back when she tried t'take on the whole apple orchard, so ya'all know what she can get like! Bad apples, too - ah'm not fond of when bad apples ruin things...an' you can take that as figuramatively as you want! Character Summary: Ah'm a fairly Stoic Stallion, for the most part - ah let actions tend to speak the loudest for me...sometimes ah guess it's pushed too far, 'cause it was mah overworkin' that led to that whole injury (That's mah story anyway, an' ah stick to that!} Tried t'keep an eye on mah personal pacing after that, but ah jus' don't like t'be inactive for too long...bein' a workin' farm stallion, there's usually somethin' for me to be doin'. 'Course, if there's somethin' for me to say, Ah'll let it be known - ain't no point bottlin' the important things up... Overall, mah life is pretty good - ah keep an eye on Granny Smith as well as l'il apple bloom...an' with lookin' after the pair of 'em alongside Applejack, as well as lookin' after the farm, ah guess mah hooves are pretty full at times. But Ah'll always remember the phrase mah pa' told me as a young colt...an' it helps me keep mah bearings! " When life hands y'apples, make apple juice - Everythin' works out for the best in time if ya work hard at it! "

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During Clutch's eager performance, the unicorn had been paying attention to her opponents nuances and technique as well as listening out for his track - kid was a hotshot, knew what he was doing but was clearly quite self-obsessed as far as a performer went. Yeah, his music was pretty damn intense as a style - he was using sounds and methods that were clearly new as far as equestria's own styles went. Vinyl'd never heard of this particular brand of music, and she was most curious to see just what the kid brought to the table - she bobbed her head in time to the beats, letting the rhythm and content take her to what he believed to her more focused frame of mind...her keen musical senses taking over as she took every note, chord, beat and change of pace into consideration. Clutch was good, she could say that without a doubt, but she wasn't about to give up and say she couldn't beat the Diamond Dog at his own game - She had her own tricks, after all! However, Before she even knew it, the musical moment had finished...it was time to focus on what the judges were saying It was clearly a tense moment for everypony involved...she didn't particularly envy the diamond dog for his current position, knowing that there had already been a lot of stiff competition up until this point - a few even scoring a good clean 90 or high end 80 score. Now The judges were speaking about the performance and their thoughts and Vinyl watched them intently, agreeing somewhat with them - for what she'd seen up to this particular point, they'd all seemed pretty fair on everybody involved...especially the up and comer, she was seemingly very honest about how she felt about the performances she'd witnessed here. Eventually it was decided upon with a Solidly high 92 - Not bad at all, Vinyl muses to herself...he'd held his own, and left a fairly strong impression on both listeners and judges alike. Cavecore was clearly no joke, and she was quite sure she was likely to hear more from this kid in future, given time! Meanwhile, the nearby musicians had mixed reactions - a couple of them were clearly not fans of diamond dogs, as they scoffed at the scrappy go-getting DJ on stage and his performance, calling him nothing but a 'Tone deafloud mouthed canine' or generally disregarding him at all as competition. Vinyl refuses the urge to facehoof as she merely ignored these foals...there had been a lot of interesting talent on display with Clutch, and she wasn't about to write him off as a hack - that wasn't the way any sporting musician played this game. However, they were clearly the only couple, as every othe critter had cheered and listened intently...Vinyl even clopped along with them, letting Clutch know that she considered him a worthy opponent - at least at this stage in the competition! There were a few performances between his and Vinyls own, and the time seemed to fly by quickly...and soon it was time for the Female Unicorn to hit the stage - whish she did, getting her stuff set up for the judges and quickly levitating a couple records out for convenience. Putting on the records, the unicorn carefully manipulates the dials and buttons...lifting the needle onto the record, Immediately, a calm melodic beat, followed by a warm synth fills the room, yielding with promise of both something intense yet serene, calming - she was aiming for a relaxing opener, something to soothe and relax the judges whilst energising them at the same time. Her attention paid on both the melody and the surroundings, she proceeds to levitate the spare record a moment...giving extra effort to spin the record in mid air slowly with a soft ethereal glow - a little visual show. She had become become quite well versed at baic multi-spelltasking, and this wasn't something partiularly challenging. The opening soon faded into the main rhythm of what the track itself was to be, which Vinyl kept enhancing, adding sampled beat changes or tweaking with small playful nudges on the tempo or SFX Additions - the lyrics and foundation of the song having been from a simple record she'd gotten from a nearby musical store on her own choice. She keeps up this relaxing mishmash of Synths, beats, lyrics...all the time gauging the reaction of the crowd carefully from behind her purple lenses, her coy grin on her face as she bobs her head casually, enjoying the intoxicating combination like a refreshing spring breeze. it seemed to have brought a moment of stillness over the entire audience, which she was proud of. All too soon, the performance ended she was done - she sets about resting the mid-air spinning musical record back onto the deck, and bringing the whole musical melody down to it's close. The 'audience' promptly applauded and cheered, as Vinyl allowed herself a small bow of acknowledgement before turning to look at the judges. " Well, Miss Scratch... " Treble Cleft starts with a small chuckle as he looked around momentarily. " First off, we do want to say that we're all aware of your continued success in the music you do - it's certainly always a trendsetter in canterlot and Manehatten, so we were very interested to see what our esteemed DJ Pon-3 would conjure up for us here today... " The judge continues, as his associates agreed - nodding heads all round, Vinyl noted. " What you brought today was a nice intense little ocean of relaxing musical current - reminding us that musical flow isn't always a raging beast or a torrent of insane highs...it can also be a tranquil calm moment, overlaid with soothing beats and sounds that can chill any pony to complete relaxation without sending them to sleep. I liked that a lot - it wasn't overbearing, but there was certainly promise that you could have conjured up storms of sound at any moment...perhaps on the next round, you should move onto the aggressive pace though - you set us up easily enough, but can you truly 'blow us away'? " Kalimba looked pretty much like she was feeling Trebles flow entirely as the griffon also stood up. " Yo, Treb's certainly can longwind a sentance, eh? ...but he's right - we know Pon-3's groove and we've seen you -A LOT- all over equestria. Your l'il performancc here really just left me at a breathless standstill and contemplative, almost like I was soarin' through the air without a care in the world. Next round, girl, I want you to kick my damn FLANK with sounds - Bring the hot beats...next round for you - I wanna see Vinyl SCRATCH, Dawg, bottom line! " Zandere stood up and gave Vinyl a small nod of the head in acknowledgement. " We hadn't expected Equestria's most beat-heavy DJ to bring the calm to our little gathering here today, but that's what you do...you buck trends as well as setting them, and you ARE a musician with talent - we all know that. " The zebra says, raising an eyebrow, watching the unicorn give a small smirk in response. " But we WILL be judging you based on your peformances today, not on what you are known for or have performed in the past...that being said, you truly brought the electro-ice flavour to events and cooled things off a little, giving everybody here a chance to just catch their breath. You are one of the talents here today that we want to see bring the proverbial roof raising, and I'm anticipating you to swing your famous musical buck and catch us offguard with something fresh and attention grabbing...other than that, I was most impressed by this oasis of calm! " For a moment, the judges take a moment to regroup, discusssing the final score before finally speaking out loud - Zandere, of course, doing the honours as he addressed Vinyl directly - she couldn't help but feel slightly nervous. " For your performance, we award you a 93...it could have been a 94 or 5, but we feel that you may have misjudged the timing of your chosen genre - still, what was played was excellantly performed and demonstrated. I think we're going to see something explosive from you come our next time around... " And with that, she was free to float her stuff away back towards her original location...her cocky grin back on her face as the Unicorn passed Clutch. " And that was me being mellow - Next Time up, ya'all won't know what hit ya - Promisin' that now! " The female unicorn rests against her stuff with a satisfied smile on her muzzle. She'd done exactly what she needed to do...for right now at least - whatever came next, she was going to be prepared for it!

Dash only has eyes for the Wonderbolts.

Having listened to the story intently, Brazil gave Martini quite the odd look - this explorer earth pony sounded quite the character, but Brazil couldn't really place where he'd heard tale about such a pony before...an odd earth pony who was seen here and there with equally odd tales and stories about his escapades - an odd pony simply known as 'The Doctor'... He tore himself away from his pondering long enough to look at Ashton with a small nod - the goldplumes rumour was one he'd heard of briefly...the idea of a neutral zone had been discussed many a time, and Brazil knew that a good starting point was to establish a little trade and business between ponies and griffons as a way to open up relations properly. He had hopes that if such an idea went through fully, real attempts to get along with one another would soon follow. " I suppose all we can do is keep our ears to the ground and hope for the best, hmm? " He says as he finished up his drink thoughtully...watching Martini for a moment, shooting her a playfully teasing grin. " As for me, I suppose I'm just thankful that I've got friends on the other side - There's a rich tapestry of history between Ponies and Griffons along with all the other little critters out there...and if there's one thing I've grown to love, it's helping to uncover the connections that have both kept us close...or apart, in some cases! " Brazil states openly. " We should always pay a little respect to the history of this great nation of ours, because at any time something could just as easily take it from us...and what we leave behind may be the only record of us in the future - it's something a pony such as myself thinks about everytime I embark on a new journey into the unknown. " He pushes his glass towards Martini, giving her a warm and coy smile - she looked so curious, so engrossed in listening to what he and ashton had to say that he could barely resist the temptation...and knew that perhaps it might be worth taking a crack at giving the female a little something to think about. " Well, look at the time... " He says, chuckling aloud...standing up again with the boundless energy he was renowned for. " I really SHOULD be going to talk to some ponies about another ol' muddy cave or pothole...but if you ever fancy having an after hours discussion, Madam Martini, I'd quite gladly set aside a little time - I know I could probably muster up a few ol' memories just for your amusement! Just drop by the office and I'm sure Survey or I will be there to arrange something! " He gives Ashton a small farewell salute, before glancing briefly back at Martini with a smirk and another quick wink. " See you around, Ma'am - always a pleasure to drop on by an' shoot the breeze anyway! " He then turns around smartly, and heads on out of the bar with a renewed spring in his step...feeling distinctly refreshed!

Vinyl finally made it to the front of the queue - she'd had a chance to watch the other ponies, critters and general opponents as they;d lined up, chatted amongst themselves and taken their individual numbers. Lots of mixed hisses of approval/resentment for each number drawn as they all either got what they were hoping for, or missed their ideal number by...well, a fair amount. She glances around, all eyes on her for a moment as they waited - she smirks and speaks up to everyone in the room. " Hey, good luck every one of ya...let's make this the loudest damn night we can, ya get me? " A loud cheer of approval from everyone rang up for a moment, before dying down...the Unicorn directed to take a number. The feeling of nervous tension was rising within vinyl right now - this number would dictate her preparation limit...would she have ample amounts of time to think of something, or would she simply be forced to think on her hooves? Her eyes fall upon the cylinder, levitating a piece of paper up into the air and drawing it close as it unwrapped. ... Oh, now that was sweet - She'd drawn 30! " Well, that's pretty lucky... " She thought to herself with a small sigh of relief. " At least now I got time t'plan ahead for the show - as much as I love wingin' it, this isn't really the ideal starting place. The musical Unicorn trotted back to her position and relaxed a little against her equipment - her opposition was all fired up, and it was more or less getting close to go time. She was feeling the start of the anticipation...the giddy buzz she felt before a show and Vinyl loved that feeling...it was what made her sharp, her beats heavy and her rhythmic flow incomparable. " Okay, Pon-3, let's play this game to win...take NO prisoners! " she mutters to herself with a smirk. It was time to hit the decks!

Well, finally it seemed as though things were happening - the assorted range of musicians and artists started moving and Vinyl once more enchanted her collection of things and began the trek behind them, giving small nods to those she didn't know, hugs and well wishes to those she did, and declining any interviews from any rogue reporters who might have been in the frame of mind to get the scoop on what she personally thought about this event. She knew that the heat was on, that she had a lot of reputation and personal pride at stake - it was the same as it would have been on any other grand event though, and she was getting used to having this pressure thrust upon her. Still, she wasn't going to be beaten by a diamond dog with bark - Nuh-uh, Pon-3 did NOT go down without a true fight, and she planned on putting the resistance levels up to full and blow the ever-loving ceiling of the castle clean off... A coy grin cut across her muzzle as she thought further on just how best to make her point known - he was clearly 'confident' in his skills and that proved that perhaps there was more to him than just a furrball with an attitude, but Vinyl didn't think he was all that aware of the reality of his situation. There was quite the cream of the crop here, and a good few dozen faces she herself had squared off against for the entertainment of the crowd and for the sake of reputation. She knew the skill levels of a lot of the ponies and critters here, and it was going to be hard pressed to be consistantly brilliant against them. Difficult, but not totally impossible. Vinyl looks around, finding a place to put her equipment and set herself up for the oncoming storm, sensing the electric atmosphere as she glances around at the other musicians nearby tuning up or trying to get themselves in the zone. " Well, looks like everypony here is ready for a fight... " She mutters to herself, noting the odd looks she got from a pair of Beatboxing griffons across from her. " Guess it's time DJ Pon-3 bit back hard! " She pulls out her box of pre-chosen 'specialist' records and looks over them carefully...there wasn't a chance in hell that she was going to be coming to this without something to punch her statement to those who were listening. Her message simply being one thing: Vinyl Scratch was here to win!

Vinyl was impressed at how quickly everypony had gathered up their favourite tracks...she'd had a chance at listening to them thank to a small talk to the store owner - for the most part, she could see how something could be made out of them that may not have ever been tried before...or at the very least, was something that would be a tad more adventurous in it's execution. The Unicorn gave a smile, giving each of the ponies a playful kiss on the cheek - she appreciated their contributions and planned on doing whatever she could to make sure they heard whatever she wound up with first hand... " Thanks, ponies - Don't worry, I'll get you guy in to hear what results...I got no idea how it's gonna work, but we'll work a jam out of it somehow, don't you worry about that! " She says with a small nod of the head. Anyhow, it was time she made a move - things had to be done and the time was passing...paying for all of the recommended records, she gives each of the ponies one last hug of appreciation before levitating her shades up slightly and winks. " Thanks everypony, can't wait to start messing around with this stuff...you're all gonna love it! " And with that, the female DJ leaves the shop, humming loudly to herself as she makes her way back to her hotel...an added spring in her step thanks to the prospect of something new and interesting to poke around with for her show tomorrow!

Vinyl was simply keeping her casual smirk up as she watched the Diamond dog disappear off to the crowd - he was every bit the diamond dog...rude, crude, and entirely far too quick to declare himself the winner before anything had truly happened. The Unicorn couldn't help laugh slightly as she simply shook her head in disbelief - oh, she entirely planned not to let the l'il critter down on her reputation at the very least. "Heh, see you at the party, pal... " the DJ says playfully before watching the gate for a moment just in case it opened without them realising it...then turning to look at the other 'competitor', In all honesty, she knew enough about Dubstep to regard him as quite the DJ - there wasn't a single event that she'd held as of late where somepony hadn't made the suggestion that she should play doubles with the guy. she'd considered it, too, but she didn't really know the guy personally at the time and thus had dismissed the notion 'til they met on a more face-to-face basis. " Lookin' forward to playin' for keeps, Dubs? " Vinyl says to the other DJ, her grin as wide as ever as she looks back towards his direction over her shoulder once again. " Imagine what bein' the exclusive guy at the Triple G could do for ya...gonna be interestin' to see just what kinda tricks a pony like yourself is gonna pull off to win that hotspot - I can jus' bet you're almost drooling at the prospect! " - And there really was no denying that for a DJ in Equestria, it was a MAJOR deal. The Mare licks her lips in anticipation of the event - She had a few new tricks herself that she was eager to unleash... For this contest, she'd take it to the limits - and everypony would once again understand why she was the true Queen of beats!

Scratch paused for thought once the basic introductions were out of the way - the name Dubstep had been vaguely familiar to the Unicorn, and she'd been pondering on it ever since the Unicorn had introduced himself...and suddenly it came to her in a small flash of realization. " Dubstep - as in Dubstep Neighsay? Ohhh...I KNOW about you, of course I do! " The Unicorn opens up her saddlebag and levitates a flyer - it would be a small notification of a recently-passed event from a local club nearby...she hadn't attended personally owing to her own obligations at the time, but she'd known friends who had. On this flyer, Dubsteps name came up - she almost felt a little silly remembering this late, but whatever...! " You're a pretty big hotshot from around these parts if I remember right - cool, always wanted to see how you worked first-hand...heard a lotta good things about your shows, I kinda feel bad not having attended one sooner!" She smirks, nodding as she looks at both of the competitors in front of her...this was going to be an interesting battle! One Musical maestro, known for setting and raising bars all over Equestria and providing eccentric yet awesome shows. Another, a Diamond Dog seeking to make his name as the most famous DJ of all time...to carve his way into history! The other, a rising star and a Unicorn musical master in his own right...A mixing force to be reckoned with! Who was going to win out in this battle for Canterlots ultimate DJ Prize? T'was going to be a hell of a show to find out!

Well this wasn't entirely unexpected...the diamond dog before her had been a familiar face from her shows and at odd moments around canterlot - she'd met up with him a couple of times before this little competition took place over the last few weeks, so she was familiar with both his determination and his overall cocky nature...she didn't really let it get to her, however, as she simply blew a few strands of electric/ice blue hair from behind her glasses and gave the diamond dog a simple grin, deflecting the dogs intense personality with a small glimmer of her own chilled out outlook. " Weeeell, if it isn't the D-Dog himself... " She says, looking at him from over the top of her purple-lensed shades, her smile bright as she raised an eyebrow. His attitude amused her, but at the same time...he needed to chill! " You look about ready to explode...relax a little, wouldya? Too much of that tension an' you're gonna hurt yourself. Save the aggression for the decks...trust me, frontin' out here is a tad pointless, look around - nopony is gonna pay attention anyway! " She'd have carried on, but an interested looking Pony was glancing over in their direction - Vinyl gave a small chuckle to herself as she shook her head in amusement. Ponies would always be so nervous of coming over to say hi - even fellow DJ's. She waves a hoof to the fellow DJ, deciding that it was better to give the pony a shot at joining in the conversation rather than standing around like a piece of the furniture...Well, it seemed like a good idea to her, at least.

DJ Pon-3, the Female White Unicorn whom everypony usually regarded as one of Equestria's finest manipulators of sound, had finally made it to her destination...the main gate of the intended venue for the night, The Princess's castle in canterlot itself. This was one hell of a place to put on a show, and Vinyl Scratch intended on proving why she was one of Equestrias most consistant and widely requested musical ponies - there would be no taking second place, that wasn't an option for her! Using her magic to keep the large wheeled box ahead of her trundling along by itself, she bobs her head quietly as she memorises one of her own tunes, a little ditty she'd quietly made up mentally as she was on the way here. It wasn't something she was planning on bringing to life, but just a little fun imaginary piece the pony had been tinkering with to keep herself occupied and in the mood for the rather intense day that was lined up - she didn't often go out for prize-oriented contests... But if she did, she probably would have steamrollered a lot of the competition with relative ease. Noting that the gathering outside the gate was solidly not going anywhere, she quickly concluded that it wasn't open time yet and that she probably needed to take up a spot and quietly wait for things to get a move on in their own time. Positioning herself into a small place near the gate, she rests against her box gently and yawns...it was still early in the day and the unicorn had barely woken up, washed and eaten before making her way out here - the last elements of the haze of her nights sleep had washed away, but she was still a little groggy...but that wasn't anything that wouldn't fade away soon enough! Regardless, This day would be hers...and she was going to do whatever it took to make that clear as day!

Oh man, that's quite the epic little app you have...methinks Clutch and Vinyl are likely to have quite the rivalry - She may have been his initial inspiration/starting point, but I can just bet they'd have a very competitive thing from then on. I liiike - we totally need to conspire once this is approved...!

Brazil shoots the bartender his normal sly grin, as he tosses a couple of bits onto the counter for her to tend to...he wasn't about to simply withdraw his offer of kindness - after all, it certainly had made Martini look impressed! " Of course, m'dear, I'd never expect repayment for something as trivial. " the earth pony says, chuckling lightly as he glances towards the other pony with a nod. Truth be told, he hadn't seen Griffon money in a good while, and it was always interesting to see somepony carrying it with them. His innate curiosity started to poke at him... " So, just what goes on around those parts these days? " the archaeologist enquired with a raised eyebrow and a curious smile. " I haven't been around Griffon territory for a while...it's an interesting part of Equestria, and the histories aren't as dissimilar to our own as you'd think. Although these days...it can feel like keeping good relations with the griffons themselves can be a harder task than getting some of the weather pegasi to work on time from what I hear! Whats your thoughts on it? " In all honesty, he was most certainly interested - Griffons had always been a great source of history, but at the same time they were often a lot more brash and liable to being a lot less considerate when dealing with ponykind at times. And besides, t'was the nature of bar conversation to be both a little inquisitive and challenging sometimes!

And here came Miracle - Robikku knew her to be a fun if a little off kilter at times, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing...she was just very absorbed in the concept of luck, and it meant a lot to her to keep that up as much as possible. " Well hey there, Miss Miracle! " Robikku says with a smile, nodding a hello to her as she came over to their group...and for the most part, she was telling the same as he had just finished himself. " Nice to see ya again! " In all honesty, he wasn't really sure if there was anything else he could say about the peryton situation of Canterlot...he had never really given it much thought and he didn't really know any perytons personally on a friend basis. He'd seen some in the educational halls, of course, but he had never taken time to really get to know any...so he couldn't really guide in that direction either. He gave a small frown of thought as he ponders more on the situation. At least Griffons were slightly easier to find here! " Well, this is definitely a strange little situation, eh? " He says with a small chuckle. " I mean we could always go see if there's any around here today...there may be some in the more famous locations, maybe even near the castle. I mean it's not much of a suggestion but hey, it's a start right? " He says with a somewhat hopeful grin. " Unless you all have other ideas! "

Brazil sipped on his drink, watching the Bartender unicorn do her thing - he couldn't help but shoot a smile as she conducted business with the other pony...she was sharp, well-spoken, and had a soft attractiveness that could melt even the coldest of pony hearts and entice them into the place for a drink. He gave a slight chuckle, shook his head a little and mulled over his thoughts a little as he looked into his glass with an absent glance...regardless of everything Brazil had gotten involved with in his career, and every filly he'd engaged with in either conversation or more, Martini had been one of the few constants in his residing in these parts - and constants were the one thing he knew to keep that way. However, he had no intentions of making any bold moves on the filly just yet...but he always liked to ensure that she knew he certainly didn't mind keeping an eye out for her. Perhaps one day, he thought, it would be something to dig further into! For now, however, he looks back to the other pony in the bar with a small glance, knowing that he should probably answer the questions posed to him...it was, after all, only the polite thing to do! "Well, if you want a l'il luxury...the Hoof and Shoe inn are always a good start - they aren't the cheapest, but if you can afford it I recommend them entirely. I've had employers who've paid for my staying there before, and I'll say the service is top notch! " the pony adventurer replies with a sage nod. " But if you're on a budget, then there's always the NightStables - they may not have Grade-a service, but I've spent a good few nights in one and can say they provide a decent service...so long as ya aren't expecting breakfast in bed or service with lotsa smiles...no questions asked accomodation, really. " He was watching as they dealt with the payment - Brazil raised an eyebrow as the other pony looked distinctly unsure about his coinage. Perhaps this was a good time to say something that might loosen things up a little for the Pony. " Oh, and It's okay, Miss Martini... " Brazil says to the female with his normal coy smile in full view. " You can stick that on my tab - I'll pay for his drinks, I figure that's the best way to show hospitality around these parts anyway...I may be many things to many ponies, buuuut I'm not one to let anypony have troubles here! "

Vinyl glanced at the other pony a moment, her thought train moving along for a moment as she pondered the idea...she'd never really thought much about the Tuba in a situation like this, and wasn't totally sure the idea was even workable. " Well, uh... " the unicorn began, looking a little awkward at the potential sounds she was hearing mentally. She was known for being able to more or less conjure musical awesome from almost anything, but this wasn't quite the most ideal of instruments to work with. Tubas were loud, a little obtrusive, and hardly suited to being in a mix on their own. " I'll definitely give it some thought...but we really should follow Mojo for now. " She says after giving a small grin to the Tuba-playing pony before her. " I'll pick up something Tuba-based in the store though...keep that back for my own personal listening...I kinda like brass horn instruments on their own, actually! " The DJ was becoming a little aware of the passing of time...the sun was starting to slowly set and she kinda wanted to get back to her hotel room for some rest and relaxation. As much as she liked mingling with others, the evenings when she wasn't in the club or out on tour with others, she liked to keep free for her own relaxation. She was hoping things would move along quicker at this point, as the crowds were gathering and a good few eyes were looking in her direction...she didn't mind crowds, of course, but she was out doing her own thing right now - if any ponies were going to come and try to strike up conversation with her, she was likely to start getting a little sharp with them.

a rather ruffled looking Blue pegasus would crawl out of the nearby foliage...a little bruised but generally okay - followed fairly shortly after by another beat-up looking pegasus looking rather sorry for himself. The blue one groans, shaking it's head a moment, trying to clear his head but generally finding it equally painful. " As IF I didn't already have a bad enough headache...Geez, we definitely need to practice emergency landings better! " It was just at that moment that Robikku notices the small group of ponies staring in there direction...he pauses, clears his throat and stumbles forward a little, trying to shake off the severe case of OWTHATHURTS. " So, uh....hey, how are you ponies? " He says with a small wavering grin. " Not sure who ya'all are...but I'm pretty new to, uh, these parts and was wondering if me and my friend here could get some directions. I'm Rob, that's Mike - I know they probably sound like odd names to ponies like yourselves, buuut...well, we're not from around here exactly! " He had the unnerving feeling he...knew...who these ponies were, but the feeling was dismissed quickly. After all, they couldn't be anyone he knew, could they? it was a crazy thought, clearly. Of course, he had no idea just how right he actually was!

Vinyl clocks in at GMT...!