Spells and Louds
Chapter 355: Happy Musical 4th of July!
(Spellman Estate.)
AS the typical day and title would say, we are now in the room where they make the musical magic happen and it seems t=like they have come guests with them.
Within the Spellman Recording studio, we see Neil, Gwen, Leon, Sergei, Gyro and Peter Sharp going through the lyric sheets. Luna, Sam, Sully, Mazzy and Sunset tinkering with their instruments, but they're not alone for the Dazzles, Ember, Lincoln, Linka and Jordan are joining them as well as Luna' Pokemon Loudred, they're gonna need a lot of instruments for these songs they have come up with.
Manning the controls are Martin and Jack Cyber and sitting by to watch them perform is Brittany, Alex, Samantha, Clover, Boomer, Hollow and Victor.
"So, we have all the computers ready, everything seems to be in order and we are locked and loaded here" said Martin. He then looks to the band. "So, who's going up first?"
"That would be dad along with Leon and Sergei" replied Linka. "So, armor in the streets and boots on the ground ready people! Let's light this candle!"
"Alright, let's do this thing" said Neil. He heads into the room along with Leon and Sergei following.
"This is so exciting" said Alex. "They're going to perform they're new songs and at an actual recording studio too! This is going to be so wicked cool! I am so going to wanna listen to all of this!"
"I can't believe they have this down here" said Samantha. "Pretty smart to choose an underground place for the job, less noise for everyone up stairs."
"I know they're gonna have some cursing in some of these songs, so we should be prepared for anything" said Brittany.
"Let's get this song on the road guys, come on" said Boomer as he's eating large bowl of popcorn and sharing it.
"This is about to get epic real fast, I can feel it" replied Hollow. 'And I can feel more power within Lincoln and Luna, they know how to hide secrets from the others. I am impressed.'
"This is all for the god damn 4th of the freaking July" said Gyro, he chuckles at this. "And to think, we all started when we all woke up and hoisted the American flag onto our homes, though I don't live here in this world no more." Hollows also agrees, he lives elsewhere.
"Alright, so we start off with one of these World War 2 Songs, this is gonna be great" said Sergei.
"there's like some racist stuff about me being German in here, but this song is to be offensive to the Nazi's and show that America fought hard against them, so I guess I'm cool with it" replied Leon.
Victor then gets ready to hit record. "You guys ready?" the band nods and they get ready to hit their instruments with their jams. "You boys ready?" the three Spellman brothers nod and have their headsets on. "Let's hit it!" Victor hits record.
(Instrumental.)
All 3 brothers: Wo-o-a, wo-o-a Hurrah! Hurrah!
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a Hurrah! Hurrah!
(Air Raid Siren sound.)
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a Hurrah! Hurrah!
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a Hurrah! Hurrah!
Neil: Whenever duty calls, guess whose stepping in? Tell the Cavalry to saddle up and send em in.
You start a tender foot, harden to a veteran. Pressing on is how we honor all our fallen brethren.
Soldiers – We were born to be! D-Day, this ain't your normal Beach!
Hit the shore we're storming Normandy! Sure looking forward to your retreat.
It's way too late to sort the beef! Adolf, you're nothing short of beaten.
The price of freedom comes to war! And the Furher can't afford one more defeat.
You're bunkers not so safe, when I got a carpet bomb on the way.
I'm raining on your bulls on parade, got a pocket full of shells that I wanna rage!
Came to shut down Auschwitz, Whatcha gonna do now Fritz?
Got these Nazi's salty, now I know what sour Kraut is!
Saw something moving the clouds. Got recon snooping around?
Flak cannons – shooting it down. Nothing but rubble what used to be towns.
Head on a swivel, boots on the ground. Back to where my roots cam be found.
We'll all rebuild tomorrow, but we're starting over now!
All 3 brothers: I'm not alone. Not gonna fall.
I know how it goes. When you want it all.
Eyes in the sky, Boots on the ground.
Now hold the line, we're rooting down.
I'm not alone. Not gonna fall.
I know how it goes. When you want it all.
Eyes in the sky, Boots on the ground.
Now hold the line, we're rooting down.
Hurrah! So you wanna start a war!
Hurrah! Then we'll take it to your door!
Hurrah! Only banner you should fly!
Hurrah! Is the one that's solid white!
Hurrah! I don't do it for the glory no!
Hurrah! I don't do it for my girl!
Hurrah! Not for honor or memorial!
Hurrah! Cuz we do it for the world!
Neil: M1 Garand! Better get one in hand. I recommend you hit the deck or you'll be dead where you stand! (Ha!)
The kinda rifle deemed fit for a king. Empty the magazine, just for the ping. (Ping sound.)
Tunnel vision with no distraction. Trust me, this bolt sees action.
Like a tank, I roll with traction. Throwing flames with no compassion.
Got this stopping power so my shit hit's hard. I'll whip out a browning just to hit you with this BAR!
Slug you with a shotgun from an impossible distance. Sniping with a double barrel, now we're talkin' the business!
Look out! Don't let me tag you with an STG! That's not an infection, but a way that you can remember me.
Cuz see I like a weapon with a little kick, low recoil still ripping you to bits.
MG15, Full metal Jacket – Add an attachment into the mix.
So which division you pick? You think you're sticking with it?
Viva La Resistance, send in the bombs let that artillery hit. (Boom!)
If victory is out of reach, flip the script. Given our history and the mortars we've been stricken with.
Impossible's an obstacle, over which we'll get. Unite this infantry, and in the face of Hitler, spit!
All 3 brothers: Hurrah! So you wanna start a war!
Hurrah! Then we'll take it to your door!
Hurrah! Only banner you should fly!
Hurrah! Is the one that's solid white!
Hurrah! I don't do it for the glory no!
Hurrah! I don't do it for my girl!
Hurrah! Not for honor or memorial!
Hurrah! Cuz we do it for the world!
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a. Dark symbols hang from banners.
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a. The sickles and the hammers
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a. Tear down the Propaganda.
Wo-o-a, wo-o-a. When duties calling, answer!
Hurrah! So you wanna start a war!
Hurrah! Then we'll take it to your door!
Hurrah! Only banner you should fly!
Hurrah! Is the one that's solid white!
Hurrah! I don't do it for the glory no!
Hurrah! I don't do it for my girl!
Hurrah! Not for honor or memorial!
Hurrah! Cuz we do it for the world!
They all cheer and clap, at the same time Martin stops recording and also joins in. "I'd salute you boys, but I know that is not the only World War 2 song, you guys ready for the next one?"
"Heck yeah! Let's keep her going man!" said Leon. "It got the blood pumping! I hate Hitler so much!"
Sergei chuckles. "I think Leon just got a fucking overdose of war torn hellscape over here guys!"
"We're gonna need mom for the next one, come on in" said Luna.
Gwen chuckles. "Alright, let's do this thing." Gwen enters the recording room and she puts on her headset. "Locked, armed and loaded for this shit."
"Man, that song had a lot of spirit into it" said Clover. "Kinda intense too."
"The meaning of pure American firepower at the front line, but that probably wasn't the only run for gun song, let's see what they got next" said Boomer.
"That last one was about the war in Europe, this next one is bound to be the whole world at war" said Gyro. "And I think it's about to get epic and explosive too."
Neil then puts on some shades. "Let's make this next one as intense as D-Day my troops!"
"Dad's got the vibe, make it record McKenzie!" said Lincoln as he readies on his guitar and the others have some orchestra based instruments.
Martin looks to them ready and he hits record. "Open fire!"
(Rock and Instrumental Battlefield V Legacy theme!)
Leon and Sergei: Eyes to the sky, Ears to the ground.
Flag flying high, and we never let out sights down!
Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war!
None left behind, fight onward through the Firestorm!
Neil: You can best me in battles, still won't win the war. Fold up your flag, I'll take over your fort.
I'm a man of morale - I know from the score. Just how much attrition the foe can afford?
Ammo is low, show me support. Plenty of scopes, we don't need no more.
"Medic can I get more dope?!" Oh my lord! After we won I'll be owed an award.
Conscientious, but I'm no objector. Brought a molotov, I'll roast you for sure.
Don't hold onto hope, when you know it's all over. I'll show you my coldest shoulder – ignored.
You're bloody and coated in gore. I wonder how soaked are you're drawers?
I'm gonna bulldozer you're forces. Not before I'm done smokin' the Fuhrer.
That's why I'm training my corps. No, this ain't your home anymore.
Now it's our house, I'll kick open your door. Rip off your roof, leave you totally floored!
Splinter the ceiling, shatter and smash. I'll leave you reeling, rattled and thrashed.
Raise you to rubble and after you're ash. I'll write up a treaty to throw in the trash!
Leon and Sergei: Eyes to the sky, Ears to the ground.
Flag flying high, and we never let out sights down!
Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war!
None left behind, fight onward through the Firestorm!
Neil: Guilty as charged, with hostile assault. Leading the charge, you're brought to a halt.
I'll smash and grind you, tenderize you. Dice you up, and toss you with salt.
"I got a band of brother!" Hurrah! But I gotta thank my mother.
For raisin' me to treat all as equals. 'Cept for Nazi's, they're not people!
Nah! I'm not a misogynist. Equality's on my list.
I'll fight with the women, I'll die with the women. I'll slaughter one too, if I gotta, Bitch!
'Cuz I don't discriminate killing my enemies. You're good as dead if you mess with or threaten me.
Pocket your tags, you're nothing but memory. I'll make your head my centerpiece.
Backhand to face, forehand to spank. I'll man handle your panzer tanks.
You won't see it coming – I plan to flank. Now show some respect, you stand outranked.
Just like when dad and I have a catch, you throw me a 'nade, I'm sending it back.
So put up you're mits and load up your mags. I got this Battlefield in the bag!
Leon and Sergei: Eyes to the sky, Ears to the ground.
Flag flying high, and we never let out sights down!
Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war!
None left behind, fight onward through the Firestorm!
Gwen: We are mothers, we are fathers, sons and daughters.
As the world is, set on fire. We unite, divide and conquer.
For our country, and the honor. From the ashes we will rise.
On land, or by water. With our wings up in the sky!
All: Eyes to the sky, Ears to the ground.
Flag flying high, and we never let out sights down!
Lives on the line, as we turn the tide of war!
None left behind, fight onward through the Firestorm!
Fight onward through the Firestorm.
Fight onward through the Firestorm.
Fight onward through the Firestorm.
(Battlefield V Outro theme.)
They all cheer with a standing ovation style and Martin hits stop and with Victor they get up and salute.
The others also salute as the rest of the band and the one singing take a bow. "Now that was a war borne song I have never heard before, bravo guys, bravo!" said Gyro.
"Mom, you nailed it with that last verse and the chorus with the others" said Sunset, "Pretty awesome."
"Well, that was exhilarating, and I assume this next song won't involve some of us right?" asked Sergei.
"True dudes, this one is all Lincoln and dad" replied Luna. They were all shocked to hear this, but they seem to understand and they make their way out of the room and watch on the other side.
Lincoln smiles, he puts his guitar away and he puts on his headset. "Well then, let's do this dad."
Neil smiles. "Oh hell yeah, what's this next song about? The Assassin's Creed one?"
"Darn right it is, so let's get this thing started" said Martin. He and Victor both finish with the process of the last song. "Alright guys, let's make this one truly about Independence Day. Assassin's Brotherhood style!"
Neil and Lincoln: I am the lonely wolf, who stalks you in the night. I am the eagle circling up in the sky.
My name is just a mask that I can hide behind. Born into revolution and I'm not taking sides.
Tell me how do you sleep at night? After all the things you've done. Now it's your turn to ru-u-u-un.
Neil: Give me a single reason (What?), why I should let you live. (Uh!)
I was sent to take your life. (Yep!) And I can never forgive! (Woo!)
Brought up by colonists on this metropolis. I'll slaughter all who call themselves monarchists.
If you're one of them, then you better split. Ain't it obvious that you're on my list?
Now it's my ass that you're gonna kiss and I want witnesses watching this.
'Cuz I'm all about putting on a show. Sorry ladies now cause I gotta go.
No one's catching me, 'cuz I'm running free. Just like everyone in my family tree.
By land or sea, I live and die by assassin's creed!
Neil and Lincoln: I am the lonely wolf, who stalks you in the night. I am the eagle circling up in the sky.
My name is just a mask that I can hide behind. Born into revolution and I'm not taking sides.
I only want my life back, it can't get worse. I speak a voiceless language and these are my words.
But I don't need your laws and I don't need you're right. I'll always live by the creed until the day that I die!
Neil: You're blood is the ink, my sword is the pen. The reaper of justice and revenge.
The eminent harbinger of the end. Collecting the debts from corrupted men.
I feel no regret for blood that I've shed. The legacy I've picked up never ends.
There is no escape, bow and repent. Wherever I strike, I know where and when.
To find every Templar, they won't get far. They'll be chocked up, as they're wrecked hard.
And the whole crew will be dead long. Before I got you in my arms.
As the sky falls on your head. The world will prosper from your death.
The predator hides among his prey, as you lay they're dying I'm walkin' away!
Neil and Lincoln: Tell me how do you sleep at night? After all the things you've done. Now it's your turn to ru-u-u-un.
I am the lonely wolf, who stalks you in the night. I am the eagle circling up in the sky.
My name is just a mask that I can hide behind. Born into revolution and I'm not taking sides.
I only want my life back, it can't get worse. I speak a voiceless language and these are my words.
But I don't need your laws and I don't need you're right. I'll always live by the creed until the day that I die!
Neil: You can act tough, but the fact is you are so dumb that it's madness!
You all line up in red jackets, I feel like this is just practice.
Are you asking for me to run train? 'Cuz I'll cut throats and I'll take names.
Then I'll cut you, leaving blood stains on your red coat so don't complain.
You'll get your ass kicked, when you talk trash to assassins!
Where's the captain? I just stabbed him. This is my ship, you can ask him.
Got the fastest ship on the ocean and I hope you brought some lotion.
When I blast your ass with cannons, man. I won't leave anyone standing. (Damn!)
My master plan is flawless. Keep your eyes peeled, cause I'm watching!
Neil and Lincoln: I am the lonely wolf, who stalks you in the night. I am the eagle circling up in the sky.
My name is just a mask that I can hide behind. Born into revolution and I'm not taking sides.
I only want my life back, it can't get worse. I speak a voiceless language and these are my words.
But I don't need your laws and I don't need you're right. I'll always live by the creed until the day that I die!
Everyone claps and is a bit astonished by the song, it had the action and justice vibe within it and made things kinda clear with them. Though some of them had no clue about this or if it even existed.
Lincoln looks to his dad. "I hope Assassin Linc likes this, man that was awesome!"
"We nailed it when we synced for the chorus verses, pretty intense and pretty sick too! Damn, I feel like we just fought Thomas Gage and sent his men crying back to London" replied Neil.
"Gotta admit, that was pretty cool and not racist to me at all, being honest here" replied Gyro. "So we're going to do the last one now?"
Linka grabs a banjo. "The next song is from Lincoln, and this time we're all involved. So, mom come on in and grab an instrument and go western with us." Gwen goes into the room and so does Leon, Sergei, Peter Sharp and Gyro.
"This is going to be so cool guys." Lincoln picks up his axe and he joins the others, while Neil takes the front step. "Okay dad, you got the first verse, then we follow onward as the lyrics go."
"We are so goin to make this our big time song, the one song we're almost all of us are involved" said Sam. "Hit it guys!" Martin and Victor hit record after they processed the last song.
Neil: I'm in the big pond, feel like a small trout. Coming from the underground, with that vault clout.
Sorry everybody else who was locked out. While the bombshells were dropped, we just got down!
Walkin' taller than a monster MegaSloth now. Fly like a MothMan, knockin' DeathClaws out.
Said that I was special – yes I'll make my mom and pop proud. Ain't the weather wonderful? I love it when it's fall out!
I'm ready for the reclamation, 25 years, you bet I've been patient. 76's representative penning the next declaration!
Tricentennial celebration, in the wasteland that I call my nation. No sweat when I got radiation, forget chems embrace mutation.
You ain't gonna find a white picket fence. Better to setup a line of defense. Try to get by, you might end up dead. No wonder why they said "Try to make friend!"
Neil and Lincoln: Good thing I found me some pals I can roll with.
And take a stroll on the open country road with. (Let's go!)
The band: You gotta walk when the wind says walk, got to run when the gun says hi!
You got nothing and no one to turn to know, and 76 reasons to die!
We got one step, two step. Guns to the sky. Pocket those caps and wipe that knife.
Three step, for step. Never ask why. 76 Reasons to Die!
Peter: It's been a minute, let me step out of this vault boy. Imma keep on livin', wanna see all my assault toys?
Everybody's timid, so I come through with a loud noise. Always got a stout poise, but crew a bunch of wild boys.
Bullets he spinning and they rippin' through flesh and it's hotter than cinnamon. God do you feel the adrenaline? Me and my squad be just so rolling so militant. Take on the mission to finish it.
Ain't cutting no slack, I'm stacking my caps, get hit with the V.A.T.S. I level to max. Ain't nobody getting better than that.
Now I got 76 problems, cause I live in the apocalypse. Most of them are solved when I go take the shooter off my hip.
Come up to my settlement, you'll see just what I'm all 'bout. 'Bout to drop a bomb, now that's what you call a Fallout!
The band: You gotta walk when the wind says walk, got to run when the gun says hi!
You got nothing and no one to turn to know, and 76 reasons to die!
We got one step, two step. Guns to the sky. Pocket those caps and wipe that knife.
Three step, for step. Never ask why. 76 Reasons to Die!
Gyro: Hmm, where to start? I best begin here. (Where is that?)
West Virginia!
Mountainous dominion, suddenly looking a little more Syrian.
It's as if a Cyrodil met oblivion. A bit of heaven with décor that's hideous.
And I bet I'm the busiest silliest resident ever to trek to the hilliest.
Pleasantest bit of American land, with a selection of weapons in hand.
Stepping up head to head with your gang, ready to mess up whatever you planned.
I work hard to earn lots of perk cards, you jerk hard to burn off your butt lard.
Now I'm projecting amateur flexing, trying to account for my lack of progression.
Damaging reps of collabers I'm next to better not step to our direction.
Oi! Where are my people at? I don't need to beat a rat.
With a piece of rusty plumbing, I want running NPC's on tap.
What's happening to V.A.T.S? I'm pressin' it, but I can't get it to pause.
There's DeathClaws at the door, like Mormons born excessively jaws.
What you threatenin' me for? You're definitely not protected by laws.
But check any small print caution, to prevent getting caught by any death clause.
The band: You gotta walk when the wind says walk, got to run when the gun says hi!
You got nothing and no one to turn to know, and 76 reasons to die!
We got one step, two step. Guns to the sky. Pocket those caps and wipe that knife.
Three step, for step. Never ask why. 76 Reasons to Die!
Sergei: Welcome to the wild, I ain't talkin' bout the west. Crawl up out the vault into apocalyptic mess.
Demons in the sky, you won't survive it's not a test. Better learn to put a bullet through your neighbor's chest.
Reason to die, don't even try. Bleeding, I'm leaving you, eaten alive.
Freezing and dry, Bloatfly, Roach or mutant heading the cry. It's you or I.
Leavin' a legion of heathens beatin' seepin' and fried.
Keep that rifle up and move it. Pip boy loaded up, you know I'm lootin'.
If I see a Brahmin, best believe that I'll be shootin'.
Humans, petrified and cooked up like some cumin.
Come and rebuild it, yeah join the movement. Sing it with me!
All: You gotta walk when the wind says walk, got to run when the gun says hi!
You got nothing and no one to turn to know, and 76 reasons to die!
We got one step, two step. Guns to the sky. Pocket those caps and wipe that knife.
Three step, for step. Never ask why. 76 Reasons to Die!
They all take one bow and chuckle and cheer. "Now that, that was awesome!" said Leon.
"Where the hell was this idea from anyway?" asked Gyro. He then looks to Lincoln. "Where did you get this idea for the song kid?"
"I guess it all started after Sam told us about her dad finding an old Fallout shelter in their basement" replied Lincoln as he puts his axe away. "She kept saying the words and I formed them into the song."
Sam chuckles. "No wonder why the lyrics of this song sound kinda familiar, nice one Linc."
Peter smirks. "A lot of people are bound to love this song, I think I'm gonna make this my ringtone. Got that western style in it, I dig it."
They all get out of the music recording room, but some of them are still cleaning up and they all interact with each other. Then Lincoln looks to his watch and then his phone. "Does anyone know whose birthdays are this month?"
Some of them go a bit silent. "Wait, some of you guys don't know whose birthdays are today?" asked Lincoln.
"Well, Lori's is on the 6th and Carol's is before her, so Carol will be 19 before Lori does" replied Luna. "Let's not forget it's also going to be the birthday of Lynn Sr and Carol's dad and of course our resident fox and cat."
"And let us not forget that my wife's birthday is also on July, but I doubt she wants to celebrate it. Blitzo and the I.M.P might come and celebrate it, though her birthday is actually called Adopt day, the day she was adopted by Blitzo" replied Sergei as he drinks a can of coke.
Sam and Peter are a bit concerned. July 30 is the birthday of their deceased brother/son. Simon Sharp. They know it's not going to be easy for them to go through and it will be a sad moment for them. Luna notices this and so does Ember, they know something is up and they wanna help them get over what it might be.
Victor then spits out his coffee onto Martin who sighs from this. "What the hell is wrong with you asshole?"
Victor coughs and then he regains himself. "Carol's Birthday is tomorrow?!" They all look to him confused. He didn't know?! Carol is his girlfriend, how the fuck does he now know its Carol's birthday on July 5?!
"Dude, you're gonna get fucked up when she finds out you forgot" chuckled Leon, the others don't find this funny, just kinda sad. Victor is a dead man!
To be continued …..
A/N: Happy 4th of July to my American Readers and Allies and also Happy Independence Day. I hope these songs will do you all well, and come next chapters will be all about Carol and Lori's birthday. Leave a review and tell me what you all think.
Boots on the Ground – JT Musics for Call of Duty WW2.
Through the Firestorm – JT Musics ft. Miracle of Sound and Andrea Kaden for Battlefield V.
Born into Revolution – JT Musics for Assassin's Creed 3.
76 Reason to Die – JT Musics ft. Bonecage, Dan Bull, Fabvl and GameBoyJones for Fallout 76.
Date made: 6/21/20 – 6/22/20.