Unibat098
Okay, Victor, here is your commission, what do you think?
Victor Bently
Hmm, it looks great! Just like I wanted.
You seem to always come on top with your art.
Unibat098
Lol, you flatter me sir.
Victor Bently
45 BITS JUST DELIVER INTO YOUR coin.
Unibat098
O.o! You just double what we originally arranged.
Victor Bently
Lol, it's fine. My husband loves your work. Seeing him smiling every time he sees your work brings joy into my heart. You deserve much more, I just wish I could add more for all you done.
Unibat098
Daww, Victor, you are too sweet, well, tell Dusty I say hey and thank you.
I signed off of the website and leaned back of my chair with a sigh, "Another bit, another satisfied customer." I smiled, my fangs protruded from my dark blue lips. My horn lit up crimson red, engulfing a mug of hot coffee. It lifted up from my dresser (cause I'm too lazy and don't wanna move from my comfy chair), levitated all the way to my hand. I grabbed and took a deep sip as the aura dissipated.
"Phew! That's some good joe!" I giggled. Then I get to the dreaded part of where my coffee cup was empty. I frowned. "Shit…"
Knock, knock, knock, a gentle knock hit my door before the blush pink mare stuck her head in. "Hey, Nocte," Coco smiled.
"Hey hey," I chuckled as I tossed the empty cup in the trash. "You are up way too early. It's barely four-thirty in the morning."
"I know," Coco giggled as she walked in, leaving my door adjar in the process. She walked over, dressed in her powder blue sundress with a white belt, the same colors as her short bob main and long tail. "But I want to go get breakfast before opening the boutique. Do you want to come with me?"
"I don't know," I frowned. Thinking of leaving our lush apartment off of the corner of Hooflyn, Manehatten just didn't set right. I rarely leave my apartment - to only when I need to get more art supplies or when I really need to get the mail from the post office if Coco doesn't get it first. "Coco, you know I can't leave the apartment…"
Coco rolled her bright blue eyes at me and sighed. "I know you're scared, Nocte, but there is more out there than wrapped up in your computer."
"I don't like being stared at," I told her, after countless times. "Or being heckled down the streets by bystanders."
Coco sighed again, walking over to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders for a hug. I automatically return the hug before she planted a kiss on my lips. That seemed to always lift my spirits up, my horn sparked in process.
She giggled sly before pulling away, not even lingering. My face flushed. "Damn you, Coco." I growled at her, fang baring at her.
"Oh come on, Joe Donut's Auditorium is about to open. Fresh, piping hot donuts coming right out of the oven with good coffee instead of the crap you drink. Step outside in the real world, smell the roses...more importantly, smell the donuts!"
I was tempting to get up with her before something splattered against the window in a rapid rate.
Turning towards the open window, it was still dark out, Luna's moon waxing, there were eggs splattered out. A couple of young, and drunk male pegasi were flying above the window.
"STAY AWAY FROM OUR WOMEN, FREAKY BITCH!" one of they shouted as loud as he could so I would hear them as more eggs hit the window.
"FUCKING FREAK!" the other one shouted with a laugh, pointing at me.
My ears drooped when that word was shouted at me. I normally have the window open only during night time. When every critter was all but asleep - except for a few nocturnal creatures. As soon as the first light of dawn hits, they automatically close. The curtains were thick and black so it's literally impossible for anyone to look into my room or the rest of the apartment.
But every so often, some drunk sees me working and they comment about my look…
At least it was eggs, I had worse things than that thrown at my window.
Turning around in shame, Coco, however snarled. She raced over to the window, threw that sucker open just as the two stallions were about to throw more eggs at me.
"HEY!" She screamed at them.
"Hey beautiful!" one of them giggled drunkenly, words slurred. "Why are you with that freak when you can be one of us?
"We'll show you a real good-"
"Who the actual fuck you are to call someone as beautiful as this mare in this room a freak! You guys never seen a bat hybrid?! So fucking what!" Coco snapped at them, no doubt giving them hell as I still had my back turned away from them. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOUR LIVES ARE SO GODSDAMN PERFECT THAT YOU HECKLE SOMEONE JUST BECAUSE SHE LOOKS DIFFERENT?!"
Her loud range no doubt caused the stallions to be knocked back in midair. Normally she's a shy, sweet pony...but when it comes to me, she gets all fired up.
"Enough, Coco…" I muttered to her, covering my face with my hands.
Apparently, the guys left because I didn't hear them say anything after that. Coco snorted and slammed the window shut. "Fucking assholes." She snarled, shaking her head.
I felt her arms wrapped around my shoulders again and felt her hugging against my shoulders. Her subtle breasts pressed against my arm. "Oh honey, don't listen to them."
I didn't say anything, cause there isn't anything to say. I was used to this. Have been since growing up.
You may think being a unicorn/bat hybrid would be awesome - to have the bright pastel orange and turquoise green short curly mane and tail, dark blue fur with the tufted ears, violet eyes with slit pupil, a unicorn horn would get other ponies go "wow, her design looks really cool!" And sure I am more drawn for darker spells, some of which are actually cool…
But as it turns out, it isn't cool. Being a pony of bi-species hasn't been easy. I had ponies all the time calling me a freak, looking down at my father, who's a bat pony and my mother a unicorn of their way of marriage. Since Interspecies laws was allowed, those two hooked up and had me.
All my life, I've been beaten, bullied, abused by many ponies, most my age, a few adults. Those who would think i shouldn't even be alive, an abomination…
They tormented my life to the point it left scars along my neck, muzzle, my horn (those assholes almost made me lose my horn 'cause they said I didn't deserve to have a unicorn horn. Thanks to doctors that restore it such, I'd be able to do my magic again and need to control my emotions do it having a large chip of the horn gone), on my left eye and in other various parts of my body. They left wounds physically and emotionally. I was homeschooled after only three years of attending public school, having to move constantly 'cause others aren't open minded about relationships.
I mean, it took a shit load of courage to even meet Coco and then having to move in with her when I left home at age 19.
She nuzzled her short muzzle against my neck and hummed. "Wanna have a quickie instead of donuts?" she tried to be seductive, trying to get me going.
I would usually laugh at her attempt and we rumble around in bed, but those assholes outside did a number on me.
"Just….just go," I muttered softly. "I want to be alone for a bit if you don't mind."
Coco whimpered sadly. "Nocte, don't listen to them." She said, framing my face with her hands, causing me to look up at her. "You are a beautiful mare. Any guy, or girl, would love to have you."
I sighed softly. "No one wants me, Coco…" I said, swinging my chair around to where I was away from her hands.
She made a sound before she sighed herself. "Okay...i'll be back around lunch...want me to pick up something?"
I nodded. "Potato scallops and hay burger?"
The earth pony smiled softly. With a nod, she turned and left, closing the door behind her.
Now, before you say anything, Coco and I aren't girlfriends, we are more like friends-with-benefits.
Funny, we didn't even start this until six months ago when we both had are first heat wave together. Since neither of us wanting to go out during that time, we ended up fucking each other to satisfy it so. It then just became a thing.
Embarrassingly though, now 22, it was the first time I ever had sex...or having a heat wave. Sheesh, talk about a late fucking bloom.
I waited for a moment, making sure Coco left the building before I swiveled around back to my computer. I had reached over and went to shut it off when it dinged. A message popped up.
SilkBlackRose3641
Hey hey Roguette, finally got off patrol, wanna log in?
I got the new Holosuit and I am dying to test it out. :ajsmug: if you know what I mean. :)
I couldn't help but grinning. Getting the hint this fucker was going at. Cracking my fingers, I logged back into chat and replied to Silk.
Unibat098
Oh fuck yeah, that's awesome dude!
Yeah gimme about five minutes to get my suit out of the dryer.
Just been needing to whoop your ass.
SilkBlackRose3641
PAH!
I like to see you try, babe.
BRING
IT
ON!
Lol, I'll be in the fields outside of Avalon.
Unibat098
Ooh, secluded.
Just don't get hit by the boars, their tusks plus suit = OWIE!
SilkBlackRose3641
Lol
Whoh, what?
Unibat098
Ooh :pinkiecrazy: You'll see, my sexy little rogue/bard, you'll see.
I quickly log out of chat and quickly moved my cursor over to the huge red A on my desktop. My horn sparked, getting my suit out of the dryer.
The HoloSuit was a big thing in Virtual Reality. A whole mesh material bodysuit with sensors everywhere in every portion of the body neck down. In the game Avalon, developed by the same people who made the suits, with them, you could feel pain from getting hit by swords or guns or magic, to feel the wind blowing in the breeze.
And if you are really intimate with another player, it...stimulates you the same feeling your partner is feeling.
Now there is a setting where you can tone down the sensitivity of the suit or just completely turn the damn thing off.
They only do it to make the game feel more real.
The only thing bad about was that I have to remove my tank top and boxers to do so.
At least my avatar would be decked out. I threw on the suit - which is wash and dryable - hooked myself up to my laptop, along with the motion gloves and the VR headset. As soon as I did that, a heavenly ding rang through the headset. A blue flash flashed across the screen and a voice came on.
IDENTIFICATION:
"Blacklight Draid." I answered.
IDENTIFICATION: BLACKLIGHT DRAID, ACCESS GRANTED. WELCOME BACK TO AVALON.