I have no excuse. Seriously. I started watching Hetalia, and it completely sucked me out of the Vocaloid fandom. HOWEVER, I was reading over my old stories and puking at my horrible grammar and came across this one. I realized how much I missed writing it. So I'm back! I hope I can get back to regular updates.
Master once again headed onto to stage, the envelope in his hand, "The winner has been announced! This battle's winner is...," He opened the envelope, reading the name, "Rin Kagamine!"
More cheers from the Vocaloids as Rook slumped his way over to sit next to Tei in the back.
"Now, our next battle is a little interesting. There will be four rappers instead of two! There will be two teams. On the first side we have Lenka Kagamine and Mikuo Hatsune!"
The two made their way up onto the stage, looking at the cheering crowd.
"On the other side we have Dell Honne and Haku Yowane!"
The two albino's joined Mikuo and Lenka on the stage, not looking happy at all.
"We'll start with Dell and Haku. Dell will get the mic first." He handed the mic to the smoker, and in turn, Dell handed him his cigarette to give back to him when he was done. Dell looked at Mikuo and Lenka before he began.
"Yo, everybody, it's time for a new tradition!"
"That'll make all the honeys want your key in their ignition!"
"Now by the end of the day, I don't know if you know this,"
"I'm gonna stomp on your rhymes until you know who your King is!"
Dell handed the mic to Haku, and she began.
"Now let me and my bro here explain a few things,"
"We ain't here for useless shit like diamonds and bling,"
"See, there's a shitload of more important things than money and riches,"
"And at the top of that list, we got victory and bitches!"
Haku tossed the mic to Mikuo, who looked pretty damn stunned. Shaking it off, he took his turn.
"A war of poetry, a clash of rhymes,"
"Y'all won't forget this battle for the rest of your lives!"
"If your bad habits of alcohol and smoking don't kill ya first,"
"My epic rapping will make you wanna make your mind burst!"
He tossed the mic to Lenka, who immediately began rapping.
"Oh, we're sorry old geezers, your hearing must be down,"
"So I'll recite the facts for ya all nice and slow now,"
"It's time to throw down, so let's cut the bullshit!"
"This is rap battle; think you can handle it?"
Cheering from the entire crowd was heard, and the four walked off stage.
"Cast your votes!" Master declared.
Who won?
Who's next?
Review and decide!