Here it is! [MENTION=5179]Rockout E. Stringer[/MENTION] I'm going to let you post whatever you wish since I don't typically like establishing a beginning setting. Anyway, hope we both have fun doing this and I'm eager to see what kind of adventures we would happen to find ourselves in.
OK, this will take place in the pony world. BTW, I like for TVs, phones, and computers to exist in Equestria since they also have video games.) Sticks Sabian was the first to hear the news. As he got to work at Flanksington Music & Lighting, his phone rang and it was a number he didn't recognize. Sticks: Hello? Spoiler: BTW, you know the band, right? Sticks Sabian - Drums Rockout E. Stringer - Guitar Bone Vox - Vocals Strato Slide - Guitar Ged Clef - Bass
(Yeah, I know they who they are. I'm the same when it comes to setting, it's more fun working on stuff.) "Hello, this is a representative for the Equestrian Music Association. The name alone might make us sound like some evil corrupt company, but we are honest and hardworking ponies who come to search and bring some of Equestria's finest musical talent into the media. Are you ponies from 'Unstable?'" The voice from the telephone sounded, the sound of a mare at the phone. Whatever the reason, whatever was happening sounded important. Sent from my iPod touch using Tapatalk
"Unstable has been selected by the EMA under special recommendation by a member of staff to participate in a contest. The winner will receive a studio contract alongside allowing the band to properly reach mainstream media, which includes a music video. Of course, this offer can be declined if you wished" the voice spoke. "I'm afraid that's all we have to say for now. If you are unable to participate, please call back at our number. Thank you, and have a nice day!" The phone call ended just like that, with sudden news before silence. Sent from my iPod touch using Tapatalk
Sticks stood there for a moment in utter disbelief. Roxy: You OK, Sticks? Sticks: Where's Rockette? Roxy: He... err, SHE's in the back doing inventory. Sticks: *goes to the back* Rockout, you back here, dude? Rockette: Please don't call me that while I'm a girl! Now what's up? Meanwhile, in the shop, Roxanne was greeting a red unicorn that had just walked in. (BTW, Crim is a stallion who LOOKS like a mare, right?)
(Yeah, pretty much. I was thinking something along the lines of something similar that has happened to Rockette, except that it was a permanent poison joke effect) Crimson wore a grey sweater and fedora as he into the shop. "Morning !" Sent from my iPod touch using Tapatalk
"Yeah, I've just come in to see if I can find some new strings for my guitar." Crimson said, another unfortunate victim of a Poison Joke effect that despite him being male, gave him the appearance of a girl. Even the voice sounded feminine, but those who knew him essentially knew him as a male. "Anything new in stock?"
Roxy: Give me just a second. HEY, ROCKETTE! Rockette walks out of the stock room still in shock from Sticks' news. Rockette: What you need, Roxy? Roxy: This lady needs some strings. We got any in? Rockette: Yeah. What kind you need, ma'am?
"I'm looking for Electric Guitar strings to replace the broken ones on my own guitar" Crimson said. "Cost isn't really a big deal to me." - - Auto Merge - - "I'm looking for Electric Guitar strings to replace the broken ones on my own guitar" Crimson said. "Cost isn't really a big deal to me."
Rockette: Well, the ones I recommend are these. *grabs a few packs of GHS Boomers (CL gage)* What kind of music you play?
"Nothing specific. Just lead, bass, piano, violin and harmonica. I also sing in my spare time, I'm some think that I'm amazing. I honestly don't consider myself that bad." Crimson replied, giggling at the end. He reached out for his bits from his saddlebag. "So....is that 25 bits?" Sent from my iPod touch using Tapatalk
Rockette: Yes ma'am. *thinks for a second* You know, you look kinda familiar. I can't help but think I've seen you somewhere before. Can't quite put my hoof on it though.
"I'm really not that important. You'll likely get better stories from a Canterlot newspaper." Crimson tried to delay the inevitable, his identity was obviously at danger. With Crimson essentially the owner and founder of the Ponyville Cinema alongside his other talents, one of them being musical, the truth was going to come out eventually. *sigh* "Alright, you've got me. I'm not exactly who I say that i'am, and I have a good reason why as well"
"Alright, how should I tell you this then?" Crimson said, his cheeks starting to turn red thinking about it. "I may or may not be a dude and I may or may not find myself turned into this against my will." Crimson told Rockette fairly weakly. Conversation wasn't a massive strong point of his, especially since he became a girl. He was still very confident however but he seemed to lack that confidence whenever he spoke about this form.
Rockette stood for a moment not really knowing what to make of the mare's story but something about her tone sounded all too familiar. Rockette approached his response with caution. Rockette: *quietly* If that's true, then I think it's safe to say that not very many other ponies know about it. You've had to play the part and the stress that goes with imagining what your friends would all say is almost too much to bear at times. Am I correct... sir?
".....yes, that's correct." Crimson said sadly, sighing with sadness. He'd been a mare for several years now but even with him trying to find some form of freedom, it never really came. Most ponies only knew him as a mare as well, and becoming his true self once more would be a massive shock to them. "Some nights are literally too much for me, which leads me to depression and anxiety at times. It's like having the entire world on your shoulders. So many ponies tend to look up at you as a role model as well, but it never really gets any easier....so yeah, I've certainly played the part. Been playing it for a while actually."
Rockette: Well, I'll bet you've never heard this before but, I know exactly how that feels. Sticks: *coming out of the stock room* So what are we gonna do, Rockette? I called the guys and let'em know. Rockette: Uh, gimme just a minute, Sticks. *back to the mare* Come with me for a second. *heads towards the stock room* What's your name?
