THIS STORY, IS SHORT. I HAD THIS THOUGHT SO I WROTE IT DOWN.
AS the man stands on the top of the mountain stage,clouds swirl above, and below, lightning constantly striking, Rain pours down hard, flooding what ever is beneath the mountain stage. "MY PICK" he yells above the heavy winds, rain and lightning a diamond guitar pick, with platinum specks is dropped out of the sky, a tornado forms at the base of the mountain. He holds out his hand and a lighting strikes it, he now holding a guitar is his left hand, made of lightning.
The thousands of people gather at the bottom of the mountain cheering, rock music, drums and a heavy guitar constantly strumming in the background. He puts the guitar into place, and raises his right arm high into the air, it is struck by lightning, he brings his hand down onto the guitar, strumming it hard, heavy, and twice.
A loud shock wave is produced, he yells "YES".
People in the crowds faces melt, they cheer, others die, either way, it's a heck of a end of the world concert,. THE EARTH EXPLODES.
HOPE YOU ENJOYED *sigh* my audience sighs, "More filler again?" they say, before carrying me off to the guillotine.