Jump to content

DeepBass

RP Certified
  • Posts

    485
  • Joined

  • Last visited

Everything posted by DeepBass

  1. From the album: My Random Pony pictures.

    A character from my fic, Flare of Hope, after getting a bit of the royal treatment, not long after accepting the curse of immortality to save Prince Flare's life.
  2. Although I did come up with a fairly hilarious idea today, and i'm posting it here to prove that I THOUGHT OF IT FIRST! It's gonna be called "The Marvelous Misadventures of the Apple Twins." It's gonna be about Applejack's lesser known relatives named Apple Pucker, and Appletini. It's going to be non stop comedy.
  3. Midsy looked out at the ponies in the club, which counted up to four, and the bartender. She dropped the first record onto the turntable, her own special blend of electro-magical music filled the club, the bass notes thumping through the subwoofers, as she stretched her lips into a daredevil grin, as her mane hung over her face, moving as she bobbed her head in time with the kick. She kept her eye on her friend, Treble, with her cider. Deciding that Treble had been enough of a party pooper, she magicked the microphone up to her face, and called out in her cheery tone. "Hey, everypony! I hope you're having a great time!" She then pointed her hoof at Treble. "Somepony get that party pooper off her loner stool, and all of you get out on the dance floor! YEAH!"
  4. Bass was taken by shock, surprise, and sickness all at once, as the door swung open, and a familiar pegasus came trotting in, each hoofstep reminiscent of a snare drum being thrown at his face. As the pegasus began speaking, all he could hear was "Wub wub yaw yob yob," as his senses slowly returned to him. He tried to pay attention to the stallion, but his stomach overpowered his ability to listen, as the sound of his stomach churning filled his ears. After a few seconds, he looked up at Sound Wave. Uh... Oh yeah! You're the dude from that one place... with the thing... that one time... with the... hold on." He then decided it was time to relieve the burning in his stomach... all over Sound Wave. After releasing the first charge, he fell over on his side, and ended up on his back, hooves in the air. "Okay. I feel better." As if on cue, one more burst shot out straight up, like a fountain, landing in a puddle next to him. "NOW I feel better."
  5. Bass looked at the piece of the freshly baked bread, and munched on it, as he watched the short exchange between mother and daughter. He snickered at Lilia's reaction to her mother's answer. He loved to see his fillyfriend blush, and was more than eager to see more of it. After finishing his slice of bread, he looked back at the photo album, and the evil grin on his face grew, imagining the limitless potential for embarrassment that it held within its covers. "I'm sure there are plenty of lovely pictures within that album that I would love to see. May I see them?"
  6. These are so adorable! Still waiting on mine. XD
  7. I think next time, I'll submit a clopfic.
  8. The following is a screencap of an e-mail conversation between myself and one of the Fanfiction moderators of EQD, upon submiting my story, "Flare of Hope" to EQD. Now, to those who have read the story, you'd understand the basis of the story, and realize that it is NOT, in fact, a Brony in Equestria story.
  9. I need cute stuff like this for my story.
  10. This is the cutest thing EVER!
  11. Yes. The Hearts and Hooves repli was absolutely amazing, not to mention hilarious.
  12. Black. The young rockstar was swimming in an infinite blackness... or maybe the lights were just off. Either way, the pounding in his head wouldn't let him even think about it. It felt like he was at one of Midsy's performances, what with the way that everything was going "wub wub wub wub wub." He rolled over on his side, and felt himself roll onto something. He really wanted to find out just what it was, but he was fairly sure he lacked the ability to open his eyes at the moment. After a few moments, he managed to open his eyes, and notice... pain. The small amounts of light in the room were just angled properly to hit Deep Bass square in the eyes. He could just barely hear ponies talking outside. It didn't sound good. Thinking quickly, Bass grabbed his aviators off the ground a few feet away, and placed them over his eyes, being sure to turn away from the light. The only thing that was on his mind was spoken laboriously. "Oh, Celestia... Where am I?" Deciding to take matters into his own hooves, and backed toward the window, making sure not to let any of it hit his eyes. As he opened the curtains, light filled the room, and Bass became a vampony, dropping to the ground, and clamping his hooves over his eyes. He quickly opened hus eyes, as he heard hoofsteps coming toward the door to the backroom he had somehow found himself in, and looked up at the closest wall, appalled at what he saw: a rather artistic hoof painting of himself, drawn in mud with "All hail Deep Bass" written above it. "Hmmm. That's actually pretty good."
  13. The scene was set. The club had just opened its doors for the evening, and the party was set to begin. The blue lights weren't exactly to the mare's liking, but they weren't worth complaining. The neon sign out front read "Aqua's," and the interior was strikingly true to the name. The bar was of a flat silver color that the unicorn would've called grey any other time. The chairs and stools were all of a cerulean upholstery, with Silver trim, the tables matching the color of the chairs in their cerulean hue. Even the dancefloor matched the theme, with its grey carpeting, accentuated by cerulean swirls. Normally, Soft Treble wouldn't even think to come to a place like this, let alone travel all the way from Fillydelphia for such an attraction. However, the circumstances were slightly different, tonight. Ever since her brother had met his fillyfriend, Treble didn't see him around the house too often. And just the day before, her friend, Midsy had pranced in the door, begging Treble to come to Canterlot with her, to watch her perform. How could she say no? As Treble sat at the bar, swirling her glass of cider, she was beginning to think of a few new ways. Meanwhile, backstage, Midsy was pulling together the final preparations for her performance. It wasn't exactly her usual performance, which was actually playing the tracks that she had written. No, this performance was a bit more laid back. She was asked to DJ for "Mares' Night" at the Aqua. And how could she refuse? Soon, she stepped out onto the stage, and set her selection of records next to the turntables, and looked out at the ponies that began to file in, beaming all the way.
  14. Deal. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIr2GlNoGGA&feature=youtube_gdata_player
  15. The Metallica cover was sick. Reminded me of the cover I tried by My Darkest Days. Except I recorded mine on my phone in my car and nearly blew out my phone's mic.
  16. Here's the deal. I've been building up a huge music collection for literally YEARS! (Seriously, I've got a whole compartment in my locker dedicated to CD's.) Well, I almost feel like I have a need to justify why I love each CD so much, and I thought "Why not do a song-by-song review of my CD's and anything anypony else wants to know about?" So, here it is. If you have an album you want to have reviewed before you decide to go out and buy it, post it here, and I'll listen to it and give you a rundown on it. First review is going to be the album "Challenger" by Memphis May Fire.
  17. Rarity. Rarity all the way. Even my fanfic characters hate her. xD
  18. I wanna hear you do either "Love is in Bloom" or join the "This Day" club.
  19. I think that the three of us should do "Love is in Bloom." That would be sick.
  20. Ok, so I need a favor. I need a new cover for my story, Flare of Hope. I was thinking something along the lines of Prince Flare, and Falling Star, both in a sitting position, and Star nuzzling into Flare. Or maybe Flare in a hovering position firing a beam. Anyways. This is Flare: And this is Star:
×
×
  • Create New...