The GHW Karaoke Contest!

[bomber]

That's right folks! I think it's time we throw down on the Karaoke spotlight! Grab a mic and sing your heart out! Eventually we'll all vote on a winner! Air guitar not manditory, but encouraged!

[bomber]

I'll Start this show!

'The Bomber' Barnes walks up to the mic and machine and flips through the book. Once his song is located he tells the techie and takes his place on stage.

Words come on to the screen: MISSISSIPPI QUEEN by MOUNTAIN

Bomber begins to sing in a rough voice to match the songs raunchy sound.

Bomber:

Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
Way down around Vicksburg, Around Louisiana way
Lived a cajun lady, Aboard the Mississippi Queen
You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine

While the rest of them dudes were'a gettin' their kicks,
Boy I beg your pardon, I was getting mine

Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
This lady she asked me, If I would be her man
You know that I told her, I'd do what I can
To keep her looking pretty
Buy her dresses that shine

While the rest of them dudes were making their bread
Boy I beg your pardon, I was losing mine
You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine

While the rest of them dudes were'a gettin' their kicks,
Boy I beg your pardon, I was getting mine

When Bomber finishes, applause and whistles can be heard from the crowd.

Bomber: Who's next?

[Tommy Musashi]

Hyper wheels his way up to the stage.

"My Turn my turn!" Clears throat as he skims through the book for a good song. "Oh here we go."

Suddenly Sugar Sugar by the Archies begins to play.

Sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you... a loooot!
Honey, ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girls
And you got me wanting you a lot again.

I just can't believe the lovliness of loving you,
(I just can't believe it's true)
I just can't believe the one to love this feeling to
(I just can't believe it's true)

Sugar, ah honey hiney
you are my candy girl
and you got me wanting you
honey, ah sugar sugar
you are my candy girl
and you got me wanting you

When i kissed you girl I knew how sweet a kiss could be
... Wheres my damn chorus!?
Like the summer sunshine pour you sweetness over me
Hey hey! Bomber.. You are getting your ass up here for the next chorus part.

Pour a little sugar on it honey
Pour a little sugar on it Baby
I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
pour a little sugar on it yeah
pour a little sugar on it honey
pour a little sugar on it baby
I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
pour a little sugar on it honey

Ah sugar, ah honey honey
you are my candy girl
and you got me wanting you
Oh honey honey, sugar sugar..............
You are my candy girl

Damn.. There wasn't another chorus part. Nex time I'm having a back up group! *wheels off stage*

[Matt Oliveira]

Bomber: "Come on! Who's next?"

The sound of glass shattering hits from the back of the bar, heads turning, revealing Matt slumped over the bar half-drunk post-tossing a bottle to the floor.

Matt: "I'LL F*CKIN' DO IT!..."

Everyone in the bar begins to murmur as Matt rises from the bar stool and up to the stage, a snowball's chance in hell he would EVER do this sober. Matt staggers up the stage, falling into the mic stand and leaning up against an amplifier, the only thing keeping him up.

"...on ONE condition...this so doesn't leave the bar...deal?"

A few "YEAH"s can be heard, amongst snickering at the sight of one of GHW's most "dangerous" stars. Oliveira looks through the song chart, flipping pages, the microphone a little too close to his lips.

*breathing*...Dio?...Danzig...Cream?!?...Rage Against...nah...Butthole Surfers?!...heheheheh...whaathafu...nooo...nah...oh...oh! Wait! Duuude! SCORE! I got the song..."

Matt goes to dial in the song code for the machine, but stops just before his finger hits the first button, he stumbles back to the microphone.

"...yo...I got the song...we're good...HEY!...DUDE! Get the f*ck up here for a second, will ya?!..."

A dark and shady man rises from the stool next to Matt's, picking up a large guitar case on his way and steps on-stage.

"...that's right you b*stards! I bring you the one-and-only SLASH!"


Slash opens his case and pulls out his 1987 Les Paul, Matt helping with the cord and hooking it up to the stage amp. Oliveira returns to the microphone after dialing the song.

"...ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, and random crotchpheasents! I proudly introduce to you, with Slash upon guitar, backup from that electronical thing in the back there, and yours truly on the BEST whiskey-toned vocals in-f*ckin'-ever...Velvet Revolver's Slither! ...sing along dammit...!"


The drums and bass begin, thus the starting of the song...

"...hey...

...hey...

...hey...

...when you look you see right through me,
Cut the rope, I fell to my knees,
Born and bro-ken eve-ry sing-le tiiime.
Always keep me under finger,
That's the spot where you run to me;
Might see some type of pleasure in my mind...

YEAAAAH, here comes the waaaterr,
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I;
This time you'll seeee...

Hey!

Hey!

HEY!

When you seek me, you de-stroy me,
Rape my mind and smell the pop-pies,
Born and blood-ied eve-ry sing-le tiiime...
*flips off crowd and holds it*
Always keep me un-der fin-ger,
That's the spot where you might linger;
Might see some type of pleasure in my MIND...

Yeah, here comes the waaaterr,
It comes to-wash away the sins of you and I...
This time you'll seeeee, like ho-ly waaaterr,
It only burns you fast-er than you'd ever dry,
This time with meeee..."

Slash goes into the guitar solo, Matt removing the microphone and kicking over the mic stand. His lengthened hair finally serves a purpose as he headbangs along with the solo.

"STAR POWER!

TILT IT, MOTHERF*CKER!!!

*picks up stand, fixes microphone, holds out arms in Crucifix while singing*

When-you-look-you-see-right-through-me,
Cut-the-rope-I-fell-to-my-knees,
BORN AND BLOOD-IED EVE-RY SING-LE TIIIIIIMME!...

YEEEAAAHHH, HERE COMES THE WAAATERRR!
It comes to wash a-way the sins of you and I...
This tiiime you'll SEEEE, like ho-ly WAAATERRR,
It only BURNS you faster than you'd ever dry;
This time -with meeeee...

HEY!

HEY!

HEY!"

The song ends, Slash taking a bow, Matt heaving a breath.

"THANK YOU WISCONSIN!"

Matt tosses the microphone to the ground and staggers off stage into the darkened area in the back, most likely to the bar again.

TBC by whoever could top THAT! ;D

[TPK]

All of a sudden the door to the bar swings open and Ito decked out in his usual pink wrestling gear is being nudged by CKY to enter the bar, Ito who is a little hesitant to enter the bar is finally coaxed in, CKY places his hand on Ito's shoulder as Ito slowly turns his gaze to his pushy manager.

Ito: Why have you brought me to this place, you know I do not drink right? Drinking is just not something I plan on starting ok.

CKY: Oh relax Ito, we are doing the singing of Karaoke and doing a very popular American song by....the Wiggles, we have Tommy waiting on stage but I am thinking we need one more for this to be working.

Matt: THE WIGGLES!

The entire room falls dead silent as The Hardcore Genius quickly chugs the rest of the beer in his hand and tosses yet another bottle on the ground before bolting to his feet and slowly making his way to CKY, he looks the man up and down for a few seconds making both he and Ito a little nervous.

Matt: Did you say The Wiggles! FUCKIN A I am so in lets tear this song a new ass hole boys!

Matt steps between Ito and CKY placing a hand on each man's shoulder more or less trying to balance himself so he doesn't fall on his ass in front of the large crowd who is now looking on at the three men with interest, the three men walk to the stage where Tommy is waiting for them looking ready to start.

Tommy: Ok guys what song we doing, something metal, rap, techno...what?

Ito: *slightly mumbling* The Wiggles.

Tommy: Could you speak up Ito, because for a moment there it sounded as if you said we were about to sing The freakin Wiggles.

Ito: I did say that...it's his *points at CKY* idea and he *Points at Matt who is wandering around the stage aimlessly at this point* wants to join us.

Before Tommy has a chance to go anywhere CKY quickly types in the corresponding number to Toot Toot Chugga Chugga Big Red Car and the songs intro starts up.

Ito Tommy CKY and Matt:Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long.

Ito:Tommy’s in the back seat
Playing his guitar
Tommy’s in the back seat...

Ito Tommy CKY and Matt: Of the Big Red Car. Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long.

Ito: Matt is fast asleep
He’s having a little rest
Wed better wake him up
So lets all call out...

Ito Tommy and CKY: *to Matt who is actually asleep* WAKE UP MATT!

Matt: Huh..wha..I'm up I'm up let's do this fucking thing already.

Ito Tommy CKY and Matt:Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long.

Ito: Calvin is eating
He’s got so much food
He’s eating apples and oranges...

Ito Tommy CKY and Matt: And Fruit Salad too. Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long.

Ito: Ito is doing the driving
He’s singing “Scooby-doo-ah”
Ito is doing the driving....

Ito Tommy CKY and Matt: Of the Big Red Car. Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long. Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’ll travel near and we’ll travel far
Toot toot, chugga chugga, Big Red car
We’re gonna ride the whole day long.

As the song ends the four men on stage get a few strange looks but after a few moments of awkward silence the crowd errupts in a chorus of cheers as Matt quickly staggers with the help of Tommy, and Ito and CKY find a place to sit and enjoy the rest of the show.

TBC

[bc]

*In a strange twist, Matt Miles decides to appear from the kitchen, and sing*

Matt Miles: Alright, I'm gonna sing... *Holds up his lyrics What the fuck? SIXX:AM? Ah, what the hell. Hit it!

*A man appears and plays guitar*

SIXX:AM- Life Is Beautiful

ou can’t quit until you try
You can’t live until you die
You can’t learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie

You can’t breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you’re the joke
There’s nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

I know some things that you don’t
I’ve done things that you won’t
There’s nothing like a trail of blood
to find your way back home

I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?

Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?


Matt Miles: Who's next up?

TBC

[Hayden]

OOC: All these references to Jackass... Slash wearing the official Jackass t-shirt... Tommy bringing in the band that sings his entrance theme. Sounds like you're all subconsciously wanting him to step up.

As the cheeriign for Matt Miles' sng dies down the initial buzz of wannabe rockstars has seemed to die down a little. Out of the corner of the room, a quiet voice trails across the bar.

Hayden HardKore: I'll give it a go...

the eyes of the bar patrons turn to look over at Jackass, most not realising he was even there the whole time. Hayden stands up and heads towards the stage, picking up one of the mikes. He tests it, before beckoning back over at his table.

Hayden HardKore: I came here just to watch tonight. But seeing that there is some good competition out there, I thought that I would throw my hat into the ring. In the bvain of how things are going tonight, I will not be needing the karaoke machine either, I have come prepared. I would like you to all to meet my side venture from the wrestling business, the reason for my long absence, my band... The Oranges.

As Hayden welcomes his band, the bar-patrons turn back to the table, showing four smartly dressed men sitting quietly at the table where Hayden had stood up from. With a bit of encouragement, the men take the stage, picking up gear left behind by CKY.

Hayden HardKore: This is an original song, written by myself, called Broken.

The song starts, with a slow piano line played by Hayden on the keyboard. In time, Hayden begins singing, in a low voice, just loud enough to be heard over the sound of the piano. The softness and contrast to all the other songs cause a hush to come over the bar as all ears are trained on Hayden's song.

Hayden singing: Take this burden off my back,
'coz I feel like I will crack.
Why choose me?
Its such a responsibility.

The piano line increases in volume as Hayden sings the next verse up an octave. The tension in his voice tells a story which all ears in the bar hush to listen to, slowly the bass begins to play and the drums kick in quietly also. The next verse is sung with a harmony on top from the bass player.

Hayden singing: So step on my ego and break my pride,
you are the one that has saved my life.
Who am I?
Its not about me its all about you

The rest of the band comes in on the beginning of the chorus

Hayden singing: And I could dance around the world, for one more chance to see you once more.
Its not fair, and it wasn't quite my fault, ooh-yeah.
And I could scream without no voice, just to tell you I had a choice
I chose you, because you've never let me down, before.

The song dies down once more as the same piano line that had played at the start comes in, except this time the band continues playing along. The Third verse is sung much like the first.

Hayden singing: Stuck here I am, within my own mind.
The pain'll try to make me go blind
But you'll take it away,
Till there's no places left to hide

The fourth verse picks up in tension, as the chords reign out louder and more powerful over the music.

Hayden singing: So pick me for the battle, I'm ready to fight.
These seven years have been the test for tonight
I'll pick up my cross,
Because you wipe away the hurt and the shame

Hayden's keyboard is beginning to rock with the pressure he is applying to the keys inas the build up for the chorus comes in. He lifts his head to sing once more, his face twelling the true story of the music he is singing. The guitarist locks himself into a power stance as the music lifts even heavier now.


Hayden singing: And I could dance around the world, for one more chance to see you once more.
Its not fair, and it wasn't quite my fault, ooh-yeah.
And I could scream without no voice, just to tell you I had a choice
I chose you, because you've never let me down, yeah.

And I could dance around the world, for one more chance to see you once more.
Its not fair, and it wasn't quite my fault, ooh-yeah.
And I could scream without no voice, just to tell you I had a choice
I chose you, because you've never let me down, before.

The song progresses into a bridge now, with the drum filling stops in the music with heavy cymbal crashes. the entire band is rocking out t the slow rock power ballad.

Hayden singing: You made me this way for sure...
So who am I to go calling myself broken.
You made me this way for sure...
So who am I to go calling myself broken.

The bridge builds up three times on the drums before doubling in tempo into the final chorus.

Hayden singing: And I could dance around the world, for one more chance to see you once more.
Its not fair, and it wasn't quite my fault, ooh-yeah.
And I could scream without no voice, just to tell you I had a choice
I chose you, because you've never let me down, before.

The song instantly cuts the tempo back to the original speed at the end of the chorus and all instrumets except for the keyboard fade out slowly. The keyboard plays the same piano ballad as the beginning, leaving the song with an eerie feeling to it.

Hayden steps back from the keyboard once he is finished, breathing heavily as the crowd cheer in appreciation for his song.

Hayden HardKore: Thankyou...

With those few words said, Hayden and his band leave the stage juast as quietly as they had entered it.




OOC: I don't have a recording of the song sorry, because I haven't actually recorded that one yet, sorry guys. If you want to read up about the real oranges though, just go to our bebo.
www.bebo.com... Just look up the oranges, we can't be that hard to find.

Tell me what you think of my lyrics BTW

[Tommy Musashi]

(Hayden, love the lyrics man. I would like to hear the actual song. Sounds like a good one. Hell, I could probably use that song in my real life. )

[Metal Dragon]

MD slumps down in a booth with a bunch of empty shot glasses and four empty bottles in front of him. Ito, Bomber, and Matt walk over to MD's table.

MD: "No. For the last time, I'm not fucking singing. And you all better help me pay for this liquor because y'all drank half of it."

Matt rolls his eyes and nods his head, not intending to pay for any of it.

Matt: "Zantazm says he'll give you a title shot next Monday if you sing."

MD looks excited, not realizing that what Matt said was a complete lie and that Zantazm isn't even in the karaoke bar. MD leans forward, gawking at his shot glasses.

"Okay, then. Gimme the song book."

Ito: (To the guy manning the karaoke machine) "Song book please!"

A song book flies from that general direction and hits MD in the head.

"GOD DAMN IT! What's this?"

"It's the song book."

MD moans and opens the book. "This thing better have some decent stuff in it. The last time I was forced to sing karaoke, I got 'Shout'."

(OOC: That's actually true. And I didn't know the rhythm to the verses, so I looked like a fool.)

MD flips through the book for a few seconds, mumbling to himself the whole time. MD closes the book.

"I wanna sing 'Symphony of Destruction' by, uh, Megadeth."

Bomber: "Okay. Go up to the table now."

"No! Bring the fucking mic back here!"

"FUCK OFF."

"FUCK!"

MD gets up and stumbles over to the stage, unable to walk straight due to the alcohol he's consumed. MD starts to fall upon reaching the stage but grabs the mic as he's falling down to catch himself. MD pulls himself up and stands.

"Okay, guys, here I go. Shut the fuck up and listen."

The crowd goes quiet. The guitar starts playing.

"You take a mortal man,
And put him in control,
And watch him become a god,
Watch people's heads roll.

A roll, a rooooolllllll

Just like the pied piper led rats through the streets,
We dance like marionettes, swaying to the symphony...
Of destruction

Acting like a robot,
Its metal brain corrodes,
You try to take its pulse,
Before the head explodes.

Explodes. EXPLOOOOOODES. WHOAAA.

Just like the pied piper,
Led rats through the streets.
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the symphony, swaying to the symphony, OF DESTRUCTION!!!"

MD plays an air guitar and jumps around as the solo starts, promptly stumbling and falling flat on his face. MD gets up in front of the mic just in time for the next verse.

"The earth starts to rumble,
And world powers fall,
Warring for the heavens,
A peaceful man stands tall, tall, taaaaallll

Just like the pied piper... Aw, fuck it, I'm not singing the chorus again."

MD drops the microphone and staggers off of the stage. Matt looks at MD from a few feet away, confused, and speaks.

"Dude, Metal, why didn't you finish the song?"

MD looks at him and starts getting an attitude. "Wanna make me finish it?"

"No. I was just wondering why you didn't finish it."

MD bulks up in a comical-looking way, as he is still wobbly.

"Oh. Trying to act tough, huh?"

MD charges at Matt, intent on delivering a Dragonfire, but stumbles once more and crashes to the ground. MD pushes himself up and begins walking off, but stops after a few steps and turns around.

"You and me at NeXus! I'll beat your ass!"

MD staggers toward the door, but then changes his mind and hobbles toward table. MD pulls a chair out from the table with great difficulty and sits in it with his arms folded.

[cody]

about this time, the new comer recent addition to the GHW Cody Long makes his way up, saying "I'm next guy's" and slapping fives with people. he gets to the stage and takes the mic

Cody: "I already got the song in mind, no need for the book. I am fixing to hit y'all with some good ole Hank. hree we go."

music plays and he joins in quite well:

The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town

I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long *he winks at a waitress due to the dual meaning of plowing a field, she blushes*
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can’t starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

they all cheer him and clap once he is done. he stands there and yells "Thank you dark continent, goodnight!!!!"

[Big Daddy]

People look around, egarly awaiting for someone else to get up on stage and rock their songs off. Everybody begins to see Big Daddy crawl through the crowd. He gets up on stage and grabs the mic. He slowly brings it to his mouth to speak.

Big Daddy:Here's a song that should be recognized by eveyone. I'll introduce you to a new kind of rock.

Are you still lost tonight?
Living but dead inside
This is a proclamation
This is a call to rise

Are you abused, alone?
Walking with broken bones
If you feel you've been forgotten
Let this song guide you home

We are the disillusioned
We've been left wanting more
Before every aspiration hits the floor

Hold on for your life
All we feel is so far from alive
The damned are done believing
The cursed can dream no more
So hold on for your life
Because only the strong survive

The tell you what you should be
Sell you the plastic dream
Opinions are all provided
But nothing is what it seems

I dare you to take control
Cause empty are hands and
Bruised are the souls
Of those who show no resistance
Of those who are weak below

We are the disenchanted
Who die with each passing day
No one here understands us so I say

Hold on for your life
All we feel is so far from alive
The damned are done believing
The cursed can dream no more
So hold on for your life
Because only the strong survive

How will it feel?
To live a lie until your dying day
Where nothing is real
As we sacrifice bending until we break
It's been revealed
Hold on for your life
Dreams are not theirs to take...
Dreams are not theirs to take

Hold on for your life
All we feel is so far from alive
The damned are done believing
The cursed can dream no more
So hold on for your life
Because only the strong survive

I said only the strong survive!

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TBC

[highflyingenigma]

The Highflying Enigma looks at the stage and starts thinking .. "Should I go ? .. Hmm .. I should give a try." He climbs the stage and grabs the guitar.

HFE: "Everyone ready for some rock ? I'm going to sing my favorite song. Static X - The only"

He does few exercises with the guitar and he starts playing the guitar and singing:

I'm winning, You're losing.
I'm falling.
Your agony,
lower, than lower.
Before, your forgotten memory.
Heaven, Your Hell.
I'm killing your fantasy.
More, and more.
You follow, your deepest reality.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.
This is the only, Give me the only thing.
Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.
The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Identity, Fantasy, Heresy, Killing me.
Lower, than lower.
Before, this faintathy.
Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.
More, and more.
You follow, your deepest reality.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.
This is the only, Give me the only thing.
Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.
The only thing I understand is what I feel.

Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.
Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.
Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.
Hypocrite, Lunatic, Fanatic, Heretic.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.
This is the only, Give me the only thing.
Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.
The only thing I understand is what I feel.

You're trying to take me, They're trying to make me.
This is the only, Give me the only thing.
Tired of trying, I'm tired of lying.
The only thing I understand ïs what I feel.

After he finished the song the crowd started to whistle and to applause

HFE: "Thank you so much"

TBC

[saton]

Saton walks up onto the stage with his electric guitar.

Saton: I want my band up here, I want Devils Rejects up here now.

His band come up and get on there instruments. Suddenly Saton starts shredding riffs far greater than Slash can do, he then starts playing insane guitar riffs through the intro then comes to the mic

Saton(singing): On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light,
In flames of death's eternal reign, we ride towards the fight.
When the darkness has fallen down, and the times are tough all right.
The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight.

Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel, through the wastelands evermore,
The scattered souls will feel the hell, bodies wasted on the shore.
On the blackest plains in Hell's domain,
we watch them as they go,
Through fire and pain, and once again we know...

So now we're flying we're free, we're free before the thunderstorm,
On towards the wilderness, our quest carries on.
Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight,
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls...

So far away we wait for the day,
For the light source so wasted and gone;
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days-
Through the fire and the flames we carry on!

Saton starts playing a small Riff

Saton (singing):As the red day is dawning,
and the lightning cracks the sky,
They'll raise their hands to the heavens above with resentment in their eyes.
Running back through the midmorning light, there's a burning in my heart;
We're banished from a time in a fallen land, to a life beyond the stars.

In your darkest dreams see to believe, our destiny is time,
And endlessly we'll all be free tonight...!

And on the wings of a dream, so far beyond reality;
All alone in desperation, now the time has gone.
Lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind,
Day after day this misery must go on!

So far away we wait for the day,
For the light source so wasted and gone,
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on!

Saton starts Shredding faster than slash or Hendrix can do to a 10 minute solo then comes back to a mic

Saton (Singing):Now here we stand with their blood on our hands,
We fought so hard now can we understand
Ill break the seal of this curse if i possibly can
For freedom of every man!

So far away we wait for the day,
For the light source so wasted and gone,
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,
Through the fire and the flames we carry on!

Saton stops playing and so do the Devils rejects.

The crowd go insane

Saton: Thankyou, We are the Devils Rejects, thrown out of hell to rock your world

The band walks off the stage

TBC ANYONE

[bomber]

Bomber moves up on stage and grabs the mic.

Bomber: Ok people! That's all for karaoke! The winner will be announced and crowned at Blood Runs Cold where the winner will perform live!! To vote, I need ya'll to message me with your choice, and I will announce the winner. Do not vote for me, even though ya'll want to.

Bomber dodges a thrown beer bottle.

Bomber: Not Cool MD!

MD: You suck! We want more booze!

Bomber: You don't want any of me here. I'm the first ever Bar Room Brawl Champion! We could fight, and you'd lose.

MD: Underpants!

Bomber: What? Anyways, It's my duty-

MD: You said doody!

Bomber: Yeah, ok. Slash? Thank you!

Slash moves from sitting next to Matt, takes his Gibson and smashes it across MD's face.

Bomber: Oooh! Dude, man! I'm sure you could get a job here at GHW! Alright folks you know the drill: VOTE EARLY, VOTE OFTEN!

[bomber]

Bomber: All right you drunks! Here we go! The winner of the first ever GHW Karaoke Contest is...


Bomber opens the envelope.

Bomber: MATT O. AND SLASH!!! Get up here guys!


TBCB Matt