DeepBass

Ok, I don't know where this is supposed to go, really. I looked all over for an absences thread, but couldn't find one. I'm going to be gone for about a month. I'm going to be out in the middle of the ocean, to be exact. I'm going to try to get on when we hit port, but it's not guaranteed. I can't wait to get back, and start roleplaying with you guys!

I lol'd. Gotta appreciate good music, tho.

*Noms on cake* Iff fo dewiffus!

Okay, so I'm in agonizing pain right now. While working the side, we have a chemical that we use to clean rust off after we strip the paint, and it's called OSPHO. I don't know the legit name for it, but I know that it burns like crazy when it hits skin (or your eyes, as I've learned). Well, one of my PO's just threw a bottle of it down to me, so I could spray it. Well, I've got a nervous tick that causes me to pick at any dead skin on my hands, and our spray bottles suck. You see where I'm going with this. Well, I spray it, and some of it gets on my hands. It burned. I was screaming in agony, and my PO was laughing at me. FML.

Well, here I am, sitting on the side of my ship in a small boat, surrounded by CHT water. CHT is all the sewage waste from the ship. Yes, that's right. Poop. Well, i'm going to be down here all day, supervising the people who were late, cuz I'm the BA of my Division apparently. It's awesome cuz all I do is sit here, smoke, and listen to my awesome pony playlist. Yep. I'm the captain of a small boat. I even named it, and beat the side with a plastic water bottle. It is named the USS Disco Pony. Well, so far today, I've managed to finish chapter 9 of my fic and post it. Hooyah to me! Now I'm bored, and listening to (and singing) "One Last Letter" by Aviators ft. Bronyfied.

Ok, so yesterday, at morning muster, we had a new petty officer, who recently checked onboard like... last week. Well, there's a pattern that all new PO's fall into when they get onboard into Deck Department: 1.Observation period. (Normally a few days) 2.Notices how disorganized the department is. 3.Tries to change the department to make life better for the seamen, and get things done more efficiently. 4.Realizes that all his efforts are for naught (mostly because the department heads just don't really care), and eventually gives up. 5.Becomes a total douche. Well, as predicted by the aforementioned pattern, this PO holds us after muster, and says, and I quote: "Alright, guys. I noticed that this department is all kind of *expletive*'d up. And we're gonna do something about that. So, we're gonna organize the work schedule a little bit." Of course, me being a brony, I was shot back to "Winter Wrap-Up." So, my first thought (as well as the first thing that came out of my mouth) was "Aye aye, Petty Officer Twilight Sparkle!" Of course, since nobody else in the department is a Brony, they all looked at me like "WTF?" So, now I'm the weird guy in my department. Go figure. Pic kinda related.

Well, since I'm so happy that my character App got approved, I'm going to share with all of you the story of how I came to be a Brony. It was around early September 2011, and I was in school to become a Submarine Electronics Technician, Navigation Specialist. I had gotten in trouble the first day of A-school, for reasons that I thought were stupid. Turns out it was destiny. Utter, and complete destiny. About 2 weeks into A-school, I was assigned to Manditory night study, and the fitness enhancement program (Even though I blew my physical fitness assessment out of the water). I was also set to the lowest liberty phase, which meant that I couldn't drive or even ride in my own car (Trust me, it adds up.) Well, here's where things get messed up. My schedule was as follows: 0415: Wake up 0530: Be in class 0600: Galley opens (I'm already in class. No breakfast for me.) 1200: Released from Class. Return to barracks to change for PT/FEP. 1230: Leave for PT/FEP (Which meant I had to walk across base in 30 minutes or less.) 1300: PT / FEP 1400: Released from PT / FEP. Return to Barracks, and Change for night study. 1430: Leave for Night Study. 1500: Night Study Begins. 1600-1800: Galley open for dinner. 1700: Released from Mando study. Return to Barracks so I can study. (Yeah. No food for me.) 2000: Report for Liberty expiration. (This meant that I couldn't leave the barracks except to smoke.) 2100: Bed time. So, in short, I went three weeks living off of nothing but crackers and Ginger Ale. During those three weeks, I frequented Memebase in my free-time. I saw the pony memes, but didn't really think about it, due to all the other random stuff I had seen on Memebase. Around the third week, I actually visited the site, and saw all the awesome memes, and it actually made me smile for once in the three weeks that I had suffered. At the end of the third week, I was dropped from training, and was being sent to the surface fleet. I was extremely sad, especially since I had spent over a year trying to make it through school, and become part of the submarine force. That day, I was moved to the Transient Personnel Unit barracks. I was still depressed about having my dreams ripped out from under my feet just like that. Then, one day, I was standing watch in the CO's building with another TPU guy, and he started talking about this girl that he was dating, and mentioned the word Brony. I referenced a meme that I had seen, and he was like "Dude. You need to watch that show." So, I went back to the barracks, and watched the episode "Luna Eclipsed" on Youtube. I had never smiled so big. It was the greatest thing I had ever seen. In fact, it was downright beautiful. That night, I went to the pub, and leeched off their wifi, and bought the entire first season on iTunes. Ever since then, my life has taken a turn for the better. I was sent to my new ship in Norfolk, and sure enough, all of my friends from school are here, too. I've managed to convert a few of them into Bronies as well. In fact, one of them helped me record my cover of "September" by The Living Tombstone. When I got here, I started writing my first fanfic, and then after that, I discovered the Youtube Brony musicians, The Living Tombstone, Glaze, and Mic the Microphone Zero. I realized just how amazing they were at what they did, and I wanted to do the same. So I got a DAW, and begin making techno style tracks, with rock structure. Then after that, I bought a sketchpad for my computer, and started Drawing. If not for Ponies, I would've never discovered my love for writing, music, and drawing. Thank you, ponies. I owe you my life.

My heart just exploded twice. Thank you thank you thank you thank you!

Fimfiction: Lunar Black YouTube: DeepXBass

Roger that. The app has been changed to reflect a more subtle hint toward the problem.

As a small service, I'd also like to state that I will be basing Bass off of the mane character of my first fic "Let the Bass Ring," which can be found he-yuh.---> http://www.fimfiction.net/story/5003/Let-the-Bass-Ring Pretty much everything about his personality will be the same, with the exception of the whole Vinyl Scratch thing... and the whole Ponyville thing. Pretty much everything up until the end of chapter 3. Also, his life story is going to be the same as it is in the chapter that made the fic M rated. I'll spare you the details, and just paste the dialogue part with the info: Vinyl simply nodded, and sat down on the couch. " So... What was Bass like as a foal." Treble smiled, recollecting her fond fillyhood memories. "Believe it or not, he was a shy one. Neither of us had many friends, so we were always playing together. We were practically inseparable. You wouldn't believe how much he's changed. He really didn't become the trouble-maker he is until he got into that band." "Oh? And when did he discover his talent for music?" "Well, it was around the time our father died. He was still a young foal, at the time, and everypony in our family was pretty shaken by it. He locked himself in his room for three days with our father's instruments. I still don't know how he did it, but when he came out, he had written the most emotional song I had ever heard. It was beautiful. He sang it at our father's funeral, and next thing you know, he had his cutie mark. Our mother enrolled him in a school for young and talented foals, and sure enough, a few years later, Fasthor5 was born, along with Lunar Black."

Gee. I wish I had interesting stories from work...

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Deep Bass Sex: Male Age: Young Stallion Species: Pegasus Coat Color: White Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: .Mane: Black. Long in front, short in back. Hangs over face. Single dark turquoise stripe. Tail: Mid-length, and hard to describe. Same colors as mane. Other markings: Black Hooves. Normally wears a rising sun bandana with colors matching his mane. Eye Color: Midnight Blue, with white flecks that resemble the night sky. Normally wears a pair of Amber Aviators to cover his eyes. Cutie Mark: Bass Clef. Physique: Slender, and kind of short for a stallion. Still slightly taller than the usual mare. Origin: .Fillydelphia, recently moved to Stalliongrad Occupation: Aspiring Musician/ Motivation: His father's memory. Likes: Any decent sounding guitar, or bass. (Yes, there is such thing as an acoustic Bass, since I don't exactly know if an old amplifier would be considered too high tech.) Rain, beaches, big cities, and open fields, night time. Dislikes: Storms, tall trees, pretty much anything he can smack into when he reaches top speed. Bad luck with trees. Character Summary: History – Born in Fillydelphia, Bass had a relatively privileged upbringing, what with both his mother, and father bringing in plenty of bits. However, he never truly had any friends, except his twin sister. When he went to school, all the other colts made fun of him for being so scrawny, and for the way his eyes were, calling him names like "Little Nightmare" or "Short Strings." After earning his cutie mark, he was enrolled in the Fillydelphia school for gifted foals, and excelled in his music, learning how to play numerous instruments, although still not gaining any popularity. Eventually, he graduated the school, and formed a band with a few of the other students, who had become his friends through the years. The band, which had been named Quikhor5 was a hit in bars around Fillydelphia, but unfortunately never made it past that point. Bass had become a mess, showing up to practices, barely able to stand. And the shows. It got worse, until he overdid it, and fell off stage, during one show, and ended up in the hospital. Upon waking, he was kicked out of his band, which left him to persue his dreams of fame on his own. Parents – Bass's father was a jazz musician named Nickel Strings, and his mother was an Opera singer, named Alto Soprano. As stated before, they were able to provide a privileged life for their foals. Cutie Mark Story – After Bass's father became ill, Bass became greatly distraught. The day that his father died, Bass disappeared into his room. Nopony knows just what went on in said room, but the day before the funeral, Bass re-emerged from his room, with a decently lengthed piece of sheet music, and his father's old guitar. He had written a song for his father, and presented the song at his father's funeral, leaving the entire audience in tears. After the funeral, Bass was surprised to find that he had earned his cutie mark during his performance, and vowed to be the greatest musician in all of Equestria, just to make his father proud. Flaws – Too trusting (Yeah, that can be a flaw.) Not quick to forgive somepony who has wronged him. Easily scared. Personality - Normally a calm and collected pony, until something really scares him, in which case, he goes into a fit of psychotic flailing and screaming. Capable of keeping a cold, professional demeanor, when necessary, however when presented the opportunity to unwind, he would rather spend the afternoon in a quiet place with a glass of whiskey and ginger ale, listening to a few jazz records, even though he's a rock pony through and through. If ever spotted behind the counter of the record shop, he is normally seen humming random tunes, or just writing away in a small notebook. [Pony Generator Pic] [Picture I made with a Template] One more pony gen picture: Yeah, just ignore the boots.

This. I just can't beat it. Welcome welcome... Although I feel like I shouldn't be welcoming anypony, since I'm newer here than you are.

Hello, hello! Always nice to meet a fellow new member to the site. *pops in pipe* Indeed, indeed. *adjusts monacle*

Hello. It's always a pleasure to meet my fellow new people.

Hello, everypony. Deep Bass coming to check in. I was looking for something else pony-related to get into, and google searched MLP RP and found this. Right now, I've got each finger in a different cookie jar. I'm a Fanfiction.net/Fimfiction.net author, a youtube Brony musician, a Navy Sailor, and an aspiring drawer of ponies. (The last one is a bit iffy.) I got hooked on the show when I took it upon myself to buy the first season on iTunes, after seeing all the craze on... other sites. After the first two episodes, I was hooked. I still carry my Rainbow Dash figurine everywhere I go. Best pony, indeed. I don't know what else to say, honestly. I've been playing on a WoW RP server for about 3-4 years, so I love RP and I love MLP, so I'm going to go out and say it... THE LOVE HAS BEEN DOUBLED!