@Background Pony #E830  
Woah. Skill.

@Background Pony #E830  
lolnice :D

I wrote a story involving Vinyl Scratch that’s related to your comment, stargrazer.
 
“I was hanging out in the basement of my house in Ponyville, making some pretty sweet music, when some nut walked up to my window and started banging on it, completely knocking me out of my beat. I walked outside to tell them to buck off. It turned out, however, she had something to say. “Hey, are you Vinyl?” She asked. “Well, yeah, why does it matter?” I responded. “Actually, it matters a lot. I have heard a lot about you, and I was wondering if you’d like to DJ for an all-night-non-stop rave party I’m hosting.” My excitement welled up inside me, there was no way I could possibly turn down this offer! “Yes! Absolutely! I’ll do it!” I said, giddily. She smiled, and pulled a bag of items out of her saddlebag and gave it to me. “Great! See you tonight! These are some things you’ll need.” With that, she turned and trotted off. I ran back inside with my bag of goodies and decided to see what she had given me. The first item was a giant bag of snacks, likely to just keep me satiated. The second, a large empty water bottle. The third item was a small box. I opened the box, and at first I couldn’t believe what was in it. I looked at the 3 white garments neatly folded away, and on further inspection found them to be what I feared; diapers. I blushed, knowing that there was no real other way to stand out the night. I sighed, choked down my pride, and packed everything back up.
 
Later that night, I packed up my equipment and headed out, bag in tow. When I got there, I hoped that maybe this rave wouldn’t have a large turnout. No luck though, it was a full house. The pony hosting the rave showed me to my position, and showed me how to change without being seen. All I had to do was pretend I was messing with the equipment below while I used magic to change and simultaneously spin the vinyls. A few hours passed, and the night began.
 
After about 4 hours or so, I had almost forgotten that I was wearing a diaper, when an urge to ‘go’ hit me. I cringed inside, knowing that for the sake of the party, I had to do it. I crouched, as though I was messing with some of the lower dials, and released. The warmth made me cringe, but I went on strong.
 
At the end of the night, I had used the first diaper twice, and the second one once. At about 4:00 in the morning, I left behind everypony else. I had completely forgotten about my used diaper, with the objective of getting home and sleeping sitting predominantly in my head. “Awh, the wittle filly need a diaper change?” I heard. I blushed furiously, remembering my current predicament. I frowned and retaliated. “Oh, you think that’s funny do you? Do you think THIS is funny?!” and with that, I unfastened the diaper and refastened it over his head, laughing to myself as he ran about like a chicken without a head.  
When I got back home, all I could do was lay in bed and sleep; it was all I wanted to do anyways.

Tfw getting your whereabouts after a night of raving.