Okay, this is American Idol, Oban (and Alouas, and the other planets) style! Basically, the Avatar is the host, Kyrra (one of my alter egos) is Paula, Kannaletto-what's-his-name is Randy, and Don Wei, of course, is Simon. Everyone at one point is going to get out of character. Please note that I took a lot of time to research the lyrics, and o I changed some of the lyrics so that it fits the character better…
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"Welcome, everyone, to Interplanetary Idol!"
The Avatar waited for everyone to stop cheering.
"Introducing: Kyrra!"
All the Dragon/Kyrra fans in the audience went wacko, some even setting off fireworks.
"I give you: Kannaletto!"
All the evil fans in the audience started chanting "Kannaletto! Kannaletto!"
"And don't forget Don Wei!"
There was a loud silence, then everyone immediately started booing and chucking vegetables such as the Ungavar ("stinking seed") and Earth tomatoes at him.
"We have, let's see, the Earth team pilot and Oban Champion, Molly!"
The producer charged out and handed the Avatar a piece of paper.
"Ahem, We seem to have made a mistake. This contestant's name isn't Molly-it's Eva! Let's hear it for Eva Wei!"
The crowd went nutzo when she appeared.
"So, Eva, what do you have for us today?" Kyrra asked her.
"Um, I'm singing a song from Pokemon: The Movie 2000. I think it's called "The Power of One".
"Well, lucky for you, we actually have the music for that!" Kyrra said, flipping through the pages of a songbook.
"Here goes." Eva took a deep breath.
"Life can be a challenge,
Life can seem
Impossible,
It's never easy
When so much
Is on
The line,
But you can make
A difference,
With courage, you,
Can set things right,
A gift to dream,
And make dreams real
Is yours
And mine
The power of one
Begins with believing
It starts in the heart,
And flows through the soul,
And changes the world,
Imagine how life would be
If we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Each of us
Is chosen,
There's a mission
Just for you,
Just look inside, you'd
Be surprised
What you
Can do
The power of one
Begins with believing,
It starts in the heart,
And flows through the soul,
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
Then one by one
We can make the world
A much better place
The power of
One
Begins with believing
It starts in the heart
Then flows through the soul
And changes the world
Imagine how life will be
When we stand in unity
Each of us holds a key
It's inside of you and me
Each of us holds the key
To the power of one
The power of one"
Eva stood nervously looking around. Don Wei was just sitting there, Kannaletto was Wide Eyed with Amazement, and Kyrra had flat-out point-blank burst into tears.
"Yes! Who could possibly say no to that!" she sobbed.
"Breathtaking! I don't think we'll get one any better that that with the next 200 episodes!" Kannaletto eagerly put in.
"No. That held no feeling whatsoever, you were off-key and the song itself is ridiculous." Don Wei said flatly.
Protests from an angry crowd rang out from the audience.
"She's your daughter, you know."
"You're mean!"
"Welcome to the Hangar, young Eva!" the Avatar announced.
Of course, the crowd went wild. Yawn.
"Next up, we have Jordan Wilde! Can this challenger top the performance of his opponents?"
"And what about you, Jordan?"
"I've got "Holiday" by Greenday." Jordan said nervously.
"Make us proud, Jordan."
"Say, hey!
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
(Hey!)
(Say, hey!)
"The representative from California has the floor"
Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday"
"AWESOME! Well, now for a random piece of information: My name really is Isiah-Laos-Ingrid-Kyrra-Elaine-Gregor-Rika-Edgar-Enron-Nana-Dale-Anna-Yasmin. It's long, but at least my initials show my interests: I.L.I.K.E.G.R.E.E.N.D.A.Y.! Heh heh, the name isn't true, but the message is. Also, and I think your fans would agree with me, for a gunner, those lyrics fit you perfectly. Good job, I say yes!"
"Me too, cause you're going to the Hangar!" said Kannaletto. He sipped his coke. "Nice speech, by the way."
"Thanks." Kyrra and Kannaletto shared an enthusiastic high-five.
"Well, the tones were off and your voice cracks. It was good, but not good enough. You wouldn't last a day out there. No."
"You're a pushover, Don!" Kyrra exclaimed, playfully pushing him over.
"Hey! I just got this dry-cleaned!" Don Wei muttered angrily.
"Well, officially, 2 to 1, Jordan goes to the Hangar! Good Job!" the Avatar announced. "Next up, he's cute, he's charming, he even got to Eva, please welcome the one, the only, Prince Aikka of Nourasia!"
All the fangirls in the crowd go wild, some even fainting at the sight of prince Aikka, who just walks in and bows humbly.
"I am honored to be here."
"So what's your song, Prince Aikka?" Kyrra asked enthusiastically.
"You'll see." He grinned.
"Don't wanna be a Nourasian idiot.
Don't want a nation under the Crog's parliament,
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck Nourasia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across our alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
Well maybe I'm the faggot Nourasia.
I'm not a part of a redneck Crog's agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across our alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
Don't wanna be a Nourasian idiot.
One nation controlled by the Crog's parliament
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot Nourasia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue."
Kyrra whistled. "That was good, but completely out of character! I like it, yes!"
"It seems that Greenday is the new black around here." There was general laughter at this. "Your voice, I've noticed, is completely smooth, as expected of a Nourasian, but also is very expressive. I think, that even if you don't win, you'll probably make it somewhere else. Yes, why not?"
"Go, Kannaletto! Go Kannaletto! Go!" more chanting from the evil ones. Double yawn.
"Well, Aikka, I guess you really can pull away from your customs. The lyrics really got me. Yes."
"Wow, Don, have you gone soft?"
"Don't push it, Kyrra, technically, twelve-year-olds aren't supposed to be judges on Idol. Not even if they are Draconian."
"Humph."
"The next contestant is-or are-Spaz and her alter ego…Kyrra!"
(A/N one of my nicknames is Spaz)
The audience does its usual thing. Yawn.
"Yes, yes thank you. We will be singing two songs, 'Freak Out' and 'He wasn't' by Avril Lavigne.
(A/N- underline is Kyrra, no underline is Spaz, and center means both of them sing in harmony. This goes for echoes too-echoes are in parentheses. Watch out there Is another author's note in the middle)
"Try to tell me what I shouldn't do
You should know by now,
I won't listen to you
Walk around with my hands up in the air
Cause I don't care (care)
Cause I'm all right, I'm fine
Just freak out, let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go
Just freak out, let it go
You don't always have to do everything right
Stand up for yourself
And put up a fight
Walk around with your hands up in the air
Like you don't care (care)
Cause I'm all right, I'm fine
Just freak out, let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go
On my own
Let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Just let me live my life
I can't ever run and hide
I won't compromise
Cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I can't watch the time go by
I won't keep it inside
Freak out, let it go
Gonna freak out, let it go
Gonna freak out, let it go
song ends
"Now this one's called "He Wasn't"
There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday? (Saturday?)
Monday's coming, the day I hate. Haaaate.
Sit on the bed alone,
staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
(Hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey)
This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail. (Time to bail)
This point of view is getting stale. Aaaale.
Sit on the bed alone,
staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
Na na, na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na, na na, we've all got voices.
Na na, na na na,
Stand up make some noise.
Na na, na na,
Stand up make some noise.
(A/N- Here the crowd starts making noise)
Sit on the bed alone,
staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
Like I was special,
cuz I was special.
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh uh. (Hey, hey)
Uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh uh. (Hey, hey)
Na na na na na"
Now, all the remaining fireworks (and believe me, there were a lot) were set off. The crowd screamed so loud that they were practically mute for the rest of the episode. They cheered for about a half-hour and then the judges made their announcement.
"AWESOME! I LOVE AVRIL LAVIGNE, SHE'S MY CHILDHOOD HERO BECAUSE HER SONGS WERE THE MOST REBELLIOUS ONES THERE WERE!!! YES! YESYESYESYES!" Kyrra screamed. Then she fainted from exhaustion.
Kannaletto made a looooong girly scream that sounded like a yes and then fainted on top of Kyrra. Then Kyrra woke up and started bitching about how Kannaletto was acting like a pervert and she thought they were friends and why oh why did he do that. Kannaletto tried to explain that he fainted and couldn't tell himself where to fall. Kyrra and him fainted again. Blah blah blah.
"Wait, how can I judge if I'm one of the contestants?" Kyrra said. "Oh well! I still get to go to the Hangar… No matter what they say! Words can't bring me dowwwwwwwn!" she sang. Kyrra is krazy. Yep, no doubt about it.
"And that's all the time we have! Come back next week for the next installment!" See ya!" the Avatar, said.
FIN
Spaz: WEEEP! IM HYPER OFF OF INTERNET AND POPTARTS FROM MY SCHOOL THAT ARE SPIKED WITH SOMETHING THAT MAKES ME HIGH! WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Kyrra: rolls eyes shut up, hyper.
Spaz: Curse you and your stupid misinterpretations! Barzul! Barzuln! Erga flerga flerg!
Kyrra: Okay, gotta pack this up. It's pushing ten thirty p.m. and I'm getting hyper from exhaustion. Kinda hard to believe, right? I'll keep up the slashy stuff between Kyrra and Kannaletto. (is that his real name, someone tell me) Oh yes, the poptarts thing is true. Every Friday, my school; serves this horrible pizza, so one day my friends and I discovered: spiked poptarts! We eat them and sort of get high/hyper with no crash, so now every Friday my friends and I take turns buying the poptarts. It's kinda like a tradition now. And guess what? IT'S FRIDAY!