The Karaoke Party Of MADNESS
by GothicDJ
GDJ: Faster than a speeding bullet, I bring you chapter 3
S: What was your incentive today?
GDJ: *grins* The person who I'm dedicating this chapter to ('funfunfunfun()') who said my story was priceless. Shit like that makes me VEDY happy ^^ Oh yeah, and I made a fluke, Isis is not in my story. Sorry to disappoint all you Isis fans. I might stick her in the end.
YY: Well, are you going to start the story or will this be another one of those super long not necessary authoress notes?
GDJ: yeah yea.we interrupt your normally scheduled program to bring you this short commercial
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Yami glanced at the shy and blushing girl standing next to him. He had just arrived under the tree that they were supposed to meet at and the first date awkwardness was finally setting in.
"Did you wait long for me, Gothy?" he asked, hoping to strike some kind of conversation in the tense silence. Gothy looked at him for the first time, a crimson blush splashed across her face.
"No, I just wanted to-." she started, but trailed off, looking at her feet. This was hard for her.but this needed to be done. Yami was silently edging her on, knowing this would be best for the both of them.
"I just wanted to say.I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the songs mentioned in this chapter." Finally getting it out, she had the courage to look at Yami, seeing nothing but adoration in his eyes.
"I've been waiting to hear that for so long," he confessed, mustering all the love he could for her in a single glance, slowly bringing their two worlds together. Wrapping her in his strong arms, he leaned down for a passionate ki---
S: CCCCUUUUUTTTTT!!!! THIS IS LIVING FUCK
GDJ: ooo.looks like SOMEBODY'S JEALOUS
S: I am not.
Y: *staying silent*
GDJ: OH WELL!! GUNDAM FIGHT!! ALL SET!! READY? GO!!!
Everyone: -_-;;;;;
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Previously:
"Well, 'Mr. Bombness', why don't you pick the next name for us." GDJ stated more than asked. Otogi just flicked his hair over and reached into the jar that had all the names.
"And the next person to be up will be, Ryou." He stated, then sat back with his Coca-Cola (don't own). Everyone one looked over to the blushing-brit- boy with grins on their face.
No one could wait for this. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Ryou just stood there, looking like he really didn't want to be there, so he had to be coaxed on a bit. GDJ stood next to him and handed him the offending vampire condom box, which he stuck his hand in hesitantly. Whether it was from the fate that was in the paper he was about to pick up, or the fact that his hand would be going into a used condom box. After seeing the other people's choices though, Ryou would thank the condom, box, but were getting a little ahead of ourselves now. Anyway, back to the now, Ryou had just stuck his hand in it and made no hesitations in taking a paper out. Whether it was because he wanted to face fate head on, or he wanted to get his hand out of the condom box, we won't know, we don't know, and we will not know. ANYWAY, he picked out a paper and looked at it, and sighed. Whether it was from frustration or relief, I really can't be sure. Anyway, he sighed and picked up the proper lyrics. Bakura, being the Yami and all, went up to see what he got. Whether he was just being a curious Yami or he just wanted to know so he could point and laugh, nobody is really sure.
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"MY HIKARI IS GONNA RAP?!?!" Bakura exclaimed, looking at the title "Cleaning out my Closet" in an amused and shocked sorta way. Everyone in the room dropped their jaws at the mental picture of Ryou, dressed in oversized pants, with a black t-shirt on, gold and silver chains on 'til it made no sense, slouching over, with one hand on his black and blue baseball cap. Ryou rapping was like some twisted spin off of Craig David. It was also going to be the best thing Bakura had seen in some couple thousand years
"Alright then," came from Bakura, "let's see Ryou rap." With a smug he was convinced his hikari could not do it. Never even thinking about what kind of music Ryou actually listened to, thinking it was all classical crap like that (not dissing classical, I like it myself). But, I mean, how much Chopin and Strastokovich can a person REALLY take after a while.
Que in a very famous starting beat from Eminem's "Cleaning out My Closet" and Ryou standing in a very un-Ryou-like posture. Back slouched, he grabbed the baseball cap that was tossed to him out of no-where. Up there, some deity was sitting down with a bowl of popcorn and thinking, 'this is good quality entertainment.' Put on his best 'New-York-I-don't-give-a-shit tone of voice, he began.
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes
Look at the times
Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind
All this commotion.
Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.'
Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin.'
Not takin 'nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in the evening.
Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth.
See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now.
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.
I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet
I said I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet.
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it.
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it.
I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months.
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
Cuz he split.
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye.
No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die.
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side.
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake.
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human.
But I'm man enough to face them today.
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb,
but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun
Cuz id'a killed 'em, sh!t I would have shot Kim an' him both.
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.
I'm sorry Mama, I never meant to hurt you...
I never meant to make you cry but tonight, I'm
cleanin; out my closet
I said I'm sorry Mama, I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry but
tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet.
Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition.
Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen,
bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shits missin'.
Going through public housing systems,
victim of Munchausen's syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'til I grew up, now I blew up. It makes you sick to ya stomach,
doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?
But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely.
An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that you're phoney.
And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful.
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong.
Bitch, do ya song. Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get.
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead to you as can be. I'm sorry Mama,
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight, I'm cleanin out my closet.
I said I'm sorry Mama
I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight,
I'm cleanin' out my closet...
Everyone just sat there, once again, slack-jawed. Ryou could RAP. Like DAMN, white boy got it going on. Ryou just had this super smug look on his face that looked scarily like Bakura's.but Bakura was sitting right there next to him..so it couldn't have been him.
O.O
Bakura was the first to snap to life, tears practically shining in his eyes.
"MY HIKARI CAN RAP!!" He exclaimed in pure joy, while everyone edged farther away from him. Then, as suddenly as it came, his smug look left and it was left with the calm Ryou-esqe look we all know and love. Mins slunk (^^) over to Ryou and handed him the jar in which the names were kept for him to pick another person. Reaching his hand in, he fished around for a moment, almost playing with everyone's fate. Some may wonder, 'why would he fish around in the jar, and yet, not to condom box?' Maybe it was because he had more courage, or is just wasn't a used vampire condom box. Anyways, he finally fished out a name.
Joey's turn was in the here and now.
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GDJ: *yawn* it's almost midnight so I'll I'm gonna say is thanx for reading, please review, and since it's so late, I didn't use spell checker or anything so there are probably oodles and boodles of errors *passes out on her computer desk*
by GothicDJ
GDJ: Faster than a speeding bullet, I bring you chapter 3
S: What was your incentive today?
GDJ: *grins* The person who I'm dedicating this chapter to ('funfunfunfun()') who said my story was priceless. Shit like that makes me VEDY happy ^^ Oh yeah, and I made a fluke, Isis is not in my story. Sorry to disappoint all you Isis fans. I might stick her in the end.
YY: Well, are you going to start the story or will this be another one of those super long not necessary authoress notes?
GDJ: yeah yea.we interrupt your normally scheduled program to bring you this short commercial
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Yami glanced at the shy and blushing girl standing next to him. He had just arrived under the tree that they were supposed to meet at and the first date awkwardness was finally setting in.
"Did you wait long for me, Gothy?" he asked, hoping to strike some kind of conversation in the tense silence. Gothy looked at him for the first time, a crimson blush splashed across her face.
"No, I just wanted to-." she started, but trailed off, looking at her feet. This was hard for her.but this needed to be done. Yami was silently edging her on, knowing this would be best for the both of them.
"I just wanted to say.I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the songs mentioned in this chapter." Finally getting it out, she had the courage to look at Yami, seeing nothing but adoration in his eyes.
"I've been waiting to hear that for so long," he confessed, mustering all the love he could for her in a single glance, slowly bringing their two worlds together. Wrapping her in his strong arms, he leaned down for a passionate ki---
S: CCCCUUUUUTTTTT!!!! THIS IS LIVING FUCK
GDJ: ooo.looks like SOMEBODY'S JEALOUS
S: I am not.
Y: *staying silent*
GDJ: OH WELL!! GUNDAM FIGHT!! ALL SET!! READY? GO!!!
Everyone: -_-;;;;;
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Previously:
"Well, 'Mr. Bombness', why don't you pick the next name for us." GDJ stated more than asked. Otogi just flicked his hair over and reached into the jar that had all the names.
"And the next person to be up will be, Ryou." He stated, then sat back with his Coca-Cola (don't own). Everyone one looked over to the blushing-brit- boy with grins on their face.
No one could wait for this. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Ryou just stood there, looking like he really didn't want to be there, so he had to be coaxed on a bit. GDJ stood next to him and handed him the offending vampire condom box, which he stuck his hand in hesitantly. Whether it was from the fate that was in the paper he was about to pick up, or the fact that his hand would be going into a used condom box. After seeing the other people's choices though, Ryou would thank the condom, box, but were getting a little ahead of ourselves now. Anyway, back to the now, Ryou had just stuck his hand in it and made no hesitations in taking a paper out. Whether it was because he wanted to face fate head on, or he wanted to get his hand out of the condom box, we won't know, we don't know, and we will not know. ANYWAY, he picked out a paper and looked at it, and sighed. Whether it was from frustration or relief, I really can't be sure. Anyway, he sighed and picked up the proper lyrics. Bakura, being the Yami and all, went up to see what he got. Whether he was just being a curious Yami or he just wanted to know so he could point and laugh, nobody is really sure.
.......
..........
.......
.....
...
.. .
"MY HIKARI IS GONNA RAP?!?!" Bakura exclaimed, looking at the title "Cleaning out my Closet" in an amused and shocked sorta way. Everyone in the room dropped their jaws at the mental picture of Ryou, dressed in oversized pants, with a black t-shirt on, gold and silver chains on 'til it made no sense, slouching over, with one hand on his black and blue baseball cap. Ryou rapping was like some twisted spin off of Craig David. It was also going to be the best thing Bakura had seen in some couple thousand years
"Alright then," came from Bakura, "let's see Ryou rap." With a smug he was convinced his hikari could not do it. Never even thinking about what kind of music Ryou actually listened to, thinking it was all classical crap like that (not dissing classical, I like it myself). But, I mean, how much Chopin and Strastokovich can a person REALLY take after a while.
Que in a very famous starting beat from Eminem's "Cleaning out My Closet" and Ryou standing in a very un-Ryou-like posture. Back slouched, he grabbed the baseball cap that was tossed to him out of no-where. Up there, some deity was sitting down with a bowl of popcorn and thinking, 'this is good quality entertainment.' Put on his best 'New-York-I-don't-give-a-shit tone of voice, he began.
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes
Look at the times
Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind
All this commotion.
Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin.'
Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin.'
Not takin 'nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin.'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in the evening.
Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth.
See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now.
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now.
I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet
I said I'm sorry, Mama. I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet.
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it.
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it.
I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD.
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months.
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch
Cuz he split.
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye.
No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die.
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side.
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
to make it work with her at least for Hailie's sake.
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm only human.
But I'm man enough to face them today.
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb,
but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun
Cuz id'a killed 'em, sh!t I would have shot Kim an' him both.
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show.
I'm sorry Mama, I never meant to hurt you...
I never meant to make you cry but tonight, I'm
cleanin; out my closet
I said I'm sorry Mama, I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry but
tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet.
Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition.
Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen,
bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shits missin'.
Going through public housing systems,
victim of Munchausen's syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'til I grew up, now I blew up. It makes you sick to ya stomach,
doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma?
But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely.
An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that you're phoney.
And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful.
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong.
Bitch, do ya song. Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom.
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get.
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well, guess what, I am dead. Dead to you as can be. I'm sorry Mama,
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight, I'm cleanin out my closet.
I said I'm sorry Mama
I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight,
I'm cleanin' out my closet...
Everyone just sat there, once again, slack-jawed. Ryou could RAP. Like DAMN, white boy got it going on. Ryou just had this super smug look on his face that looked scarily like Bakura's.but Bakura was sitting right there next to him..so it couldn't have been him.
O.O
Bakura was the first to snap to life, tears practically shining in his eyes.
"MY HIKARI CAN RAP!!" He exclaimed in pure joy, while everyone edged farther away from him. Then, as suddenly as it came, his smug look left and it was left with the calm Ryou-esqe look we all know and love. Mins slunk (^^) over to Ryou and handed him the jar in which the names were kept for him to pick another person. Reaching his hand in, he fished around for a moment, almost playing with everyone's fate. Some may wonder, 'why would he fish around in the jar, and yet, not to condom box?' Maybe it was because he had more courage, or is just wasn't a used vampire condom box. Anyways, he finally fished out a name.
Joey's turn was in the here and now.
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GDJ: *yawn* it's almost midnight so I'll I'm gonna say is thanx for reading, please review, and since it's so late, I didn't use spell checker or anything so there are probably oodles and boodles of errors *passes out on her computer desk*