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TEST DRIVE MEME

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[hangthedj]

Vinyl, conversely, was having a pretty good time. The sun was shining, birds were singing, and just a couple days ago she'd been shunted into an alternate dimension. Granted, for her the shift hadn't been as extreme as it was for some of the others, but it still had its downsides. Namely having to sleep in a shallow ditch outside of town, but even that was starting to seem like a benefit in itself.

So, seeing as she was in such a helpful and generous mood, she decided that maybe it was time she showed some newcomers the ropes, get 'em acclimated to how things worked around here. And just her luck, there happened to be a very confused, very irritable pony standing right there out in the open.

"Hey hey there, buddy." She said, cautiously approaching the stranger. Well, for a certain value of cautious. This guy didn't seem like a big deal. He had a soul patch, for cryin' out loud. Nopony with a soul patch deserved to be taken seriously. "Wanna relax a bit there? Take a chill pill? You're startin' to freak people out."

[angry_jerk]

Now, Dan had discovered a while back that these were talking ponies. Made sense. He could talk, why shouldn't they? And they could definitely understand him, considering the reactions to his long string of profanities.

So he was all too happy to glare at what appeared to be a stupid "punk" pony.

Dan hated punk.

"Don't tell me what to do! I'll freak out as many people as I want!"

[hangthedj]

"And I ain't stoppin' ya. Gotta let your freak flag fly and all that. Just tone it down a little is all I'm askin'." Granted, Vinyl asking anybody to tone it down smacked of hypocrisy, but she neither recognized it nor cared. Also she assumed hypocrisy was some kind of sauce, so that was also something of a factor.

"I get where you're comin' from here, man. I really do. Just got here, you're all confused, don't know what to do with yourself, that's understandable." Understandable in that it summed up Vinyl's average day pretty succinctly. "But just shoutin' at everypony's not gonna solve anything, is it?"

[angry_jerk]

"Who are you calling a freak?!"

Why, that's interesting. It appeared someone was giving him an order. Well, it was obviously advice, but Dan-brain translated that to order. Dan didn't like orders.

"Don't tell me what shouting can do! My shouting power is significantly better than anything your tiny brain could muster!"

[hangthedj]

"Oh yeah, I don't doubt that. You're, like, the best at shouting. Got just the right volume, perfect pitch, and the look really ties it all together. You should go pro, man. See what's out there." Vinyl paused. Okay, maybe that wasn't really the best choice of words. This guy obviously couldn't take a joke. Better just be real with him and hope it turned out okay.

Unsurprisingly, Real Vinyl wasn't that much different than Joking Vinyl. "For real, though, ya gotta take it down a notch. Yeah, you're kinda wiggin' out here, I would too if I was you." For some reason, she really doubted she'd want to be this guy under any circumstances. "But y'know what? I'm here to help. Here to help you, man. You're gonna pull through this."