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Vidyanon: Tearing it Up

By: Albert_Reginald on Apr 30th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 4.64 KB  |  hits: 294  |  expires: Never
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  1. >After playing with Applejack's unconscious form, and possibly giving her a concussion, Anon left FlutterDoS' cottage
  2. >Surprisingly on the outside it didn't look as big as it did on the inside
  3. >Anon chalked it up to magic and walked away
  4. >It was dark and there were no rapists out on the town
  5. >Fluttershy was now a robot stuck on the moon
  6. >Thanks to Anon's new toy
  7. >He laughed knowing he just pulled a Celestia
  8. >And Applejack was out cold, with possible brain damage, on Fluttershy's floor
  9. >That can only mean one thing
  10. >It was time to enjoy the night
  11. >And Anon knew just where to go
  12. >Thankfully he didn't have to carry the portal gun around everywhere
  13. >He learned how to store items in his inventory
  14. >It was a strange feeling. He had no idea how he did it
  15. >Kinda like how you can move your eyeballs around
  16. >He didn't notice the familiar noise ring out as he started off towards his destination
  17.  
  18. >Anon had made it to only the most fucking awesome club in all of Ponyville this time of night
  19. >The Electric Equine
  20. >Why there was a club in this town in the first place, he didn't know or care
  21. >The only thing that mattered now was getting his dance on
  22. >Anon opened the door and attempted to walk through, only to feel like a force field kept his head from entering
  23. >He fell on his ass from the impact
  24. "The fuck was that?"
  25. >Anon, rubbing his head, looked up at the doorway
  26. >Thanks to the power of peripheral vision, Anon noticed the words "Level Up" above his head
  27. "Wow, that makes sense...I think."
  28. >Shrugging, Anon got off of his ass, dusted off, and pumped a fist in the air
  29. "Level Up!"
  30.  
  31. Choose a Skill to Level Up!
  32.  
  33. Strength. Stamina. Magic.
  34.  
  35. "Honestly, I wanna try magic. But since I'm gonna be mister dance king tonight, I'm gonna need s'more stamina."
  36.  
  37. Choose a Perk!
  38.  
  39. ( ) Ability to win any staring contest
  40. ( ) Amazing Dancing ability
  41. ( ) Rape-Dodging Active Camo
  42.  
  43. "Fuck... that third one looks tempting...but I need to dance it up tonight and look good doing it. Amazing dancing ability it is!"
  44.  
  45. >If the floating words could elicit a sigh, they'd be doing so right now
  46. >Anon's vision un-blurred and he stepped into the club
  47. >Music was already pumping out loud
  48. >Anon could feel the bass bumping
  49. >Across the dance floor, which was covered in Ponies, was the bar
  50. >Anon knew where he'd be going after some bitchin' moves
  51.  
  52. >He stood in the center of the dance floor
  53. >Doing the white boy shuffle
  54. >Left foot out then back, right foot out then back
  55. >Hands moving in an eliptical motion
  56. >Contrary to his inflated ego, Anon knew nothing of dancing
  57. >A new song started up
  58. http://www.youtube.com/watch/?v=5tm1wsqHvEQ
  59. >The beat faded in slowly
  60. >The synth was getting Anon pumped
  61. >Bass was kicking in
  62. >The beat started getting juicy
  63. >Hi-hats kicked in making the best even sexier
  64. >Anon started moving to the beat
  65. >Before he knew it a mellow piano kicked in with a sweet melody as the beats all faded out swiftly
  66. >He could still hear the synth in the background
  67. >The piano played notes faster
  68. >Then the bass kicked in
  69. >Multicolor footprints around Anon's feet appeared
  70. "Huh?"
  71. >He stepped in a few before noticing they were markers meant for him
  72. >Nopony could see them
  73. >Anon quickly began matching the arrangement of footprints, dancing like a king
  74.  
  75. GOOD
  76. PERFECT
  77. GOOD
  78. PERFECT
  79. PERFECT
  80. GOOD
  81.  
  82. >Every step on the beat Anon achieved a perfect
  83. >A few times he was off but he kept going strong
  84. >He noticed the HUD keeping score at the top of his vision
  85. >A bitchin' melody kicked in, a great contrast to the wobbling bass
  86. >Anon couldn't stop moving
  87. >That stamina upgrade was worth it
  88. >He didn't notice the circle of ponies around him cheering him on
  89. >"GO. GO. GO. GO. GO."
  90. >Anon was in the zone
  91. >The steps flashed brighter and rapidly changed colors as he went on
  92. >His score was getting higher
  93. >The steps became more daring, some quite far apart
  94. >But Anon kept going, his score climbing
  95. >At the last beat a pair of steps not very close but parallel to each other appeared
  96. >Anon jumped on them and pointed a finger in the air
  97.  
  98. PERFECT FINISH
  99. HI-SCORE
  100. 1,663,241
  101.  
  102. >He pumped a fist
  103. "Yes!"
  104. >The crowd let him have it
  105. >Cheers rose up from every corner of the club
  106. >Anon felt great
  107. >He left the club that night acting like a baws, trying to re-create the steps he pulled off back there
  108. >Unfortunately he just looked awkward as fuck
  109.  
  110. You can access your skills in the menu
  111.  
  112. >There's the words again, being helpful
  113. 'Wait...how do I access my menu anyw-"
  114. >His vision blurred as a menu appeared in front of him
  115.  
  116. Resume
  117. Load Last Checkpoint
  118. Co-Op
  119. Skills
  120. Options
  121. Quit
  122.  
  123. "What in the blue hell is co-op?"
  124. >Speaking the words, Anon was about to get the answer...