Silliness

>Be Day long ass time in Equestria
>You're walkin down  down the street and you hear a noise in the distance
>The sound captures you and you have no plans of escaping
>Your dragged by the sound in an old cemetery
>Then you see light blue lightning and a certain blue haired mare
>Vinly was workin on a new mix and you just so happen to have free tickets
>Then you feel that bass drop and the dead ponies rise from their graves
>But before they could do anything they all get wiped away by Vinly deadly bass wobble
>They try to advance to you, but your too fast as the bass disintegrates anything in it's path
>You feel robotic, as if  something, or someone is controlling you, when you look up you see puppet strings connected to a plank of wood and a white hoof
>It was Vinly's and she was controlling your every movement, you feel scared but, excited at the same time
>You feel her bass fill your every cell and bathe you in pure gravity
>You send out shockwaves to all zombies with a mere wave of your hand
>Her mix makes you exert more power than you have, yet it gives you a sense of euphoria
>Your body cools down while gravity adjusts your body to a lower temperature
>You blood is ice and your body is numb
>When Vinly grows a wide grin on her muzzle, you don't like it but you prepare yourself
>When it happens, the bass drops and you feel like your underwater
>Your body adjusts to the cold tempuratue quickly but then the beat kicks in
>Then the bass drops once more and you shoot lazers out of everyone of your limbs and Vinly stumbbles
>You go flying in the air as Vinly falls to the ground with a Heavy drop from her bass cannon
>The Bass erupts and the entire area erupts into nothing but a giant creator
>The strings have broken and you are free from Vinly's Puppetry For the Dead
>You regain consciousness after several hours later, and have no memory of what happened or why
>Vinly walks over to you and pats you on the back
>Vinly: "If you thought training was something, you're gonna hate the real thing"
Anon:"Training?!"
>Vinly doesn’t hesitate as she rushes back to her turn tables
>The beat takes over as your heatbeat and you feel yourself get less and les blood into your system
>Instead they are replaced with wubs and heavy Bassdrums
>Your eardrums pound heavily as the bass increases gravity on your chest
>You fell as though you’re not breathing as you struggle for every breath
>You can feel it, this was it you were going to die, Vinly won’t let up this time, you have to die, your body can’t so much gravity in on area
>You fell something helping you survive, you can feel it, your lungs start working properly again, you struggle for survival to Vinly’s vicious bass beating
 >When you finally get 3 seconds of rest, you breath slowly, savoring every breath as if it were your last
>Then your worries kick in, as Vinly crackes her hooves and gives you a devilish look
>You fear another bass drop  will arise so you prepare
>Then gravity just throws itself into your lungs
>You can’t feel your body, you have no feeling, you’re just empty
>You feel her bass breaking your bones and stiffening your breathing, you can’t stand it you need oxygen
>But she doesn’t care, her last drop melts you on the inside, you can feel the bass grind up your skull
>Then you enter her circus as a mere clown but you will get revenge
>When you feel the bass hit you, you grab the first circus goer you could
>You stab said pony and her blood splashes aover your twisted clown face
>Vinly is pleased as she locks the door so none can escape your endless p0nyslaught
>You stand and shout to Vinly
Anon: “See what you done? This is murder!”
>She ignores you and you kill thousand s if more circus goers
>You can see a show of Vinly in a conductors outfit as she times your killings
>Her Blue bobs as the screams of other ponies fill her song of death
>You feel no remorse you just want to break free, you never ment to hurt anypony you just want this pain to stop
>Suddenly it’s gone your breathing is no longer stained and your body begins to recuperate
>Vinly walks over to you, while you kneel on the ground taking huge breaths of air
>Vinly: “So How was your first time?”
>You try to speak, but your too busy beathing
>Vinly chuckles and says “thought so
>You stay there hunched over and eventually pass out
>Never in your life have you felt that much pain and pleasure