A few things I'd like to address before we start this...The reason I haven't posted in a while is because I sorta phsyced myself out with all the posotive feedback of the first chapter. Writer's block, actaully. Anyway, I'm deticating this chapter to |\|()153 74|\|| 13 (Noise Tank 13). I'm gonna make it good, for him. Buddy, even though I've gotten a few bad reviews from you, I know you can't hate me THAT bad. I just hope you will go out with a bang, and if you ever need help with anything, I'll try my best. Just ask. As fow everyone else, my AIM S/N Is Th3FifthHorsem4n, since I rarely ever check my e-mail anymore. Banshee, this fic is suposed to be placed somewhere between Jet Grind Radio and Jet Set Radio Future. I'd also like to note that I did mentioned homophobia pointlessly in an earlier story. But, since it really was pointless, I think Lotus should get over the fact that it was there. Tei, yeah, I know I should make my own plot, but you've seen my plots and you know what they're like. Neon...poor Neon...guy who lost everythng once before. I hope *wink wink* it doesn't happen agian. O.o...i just got a good idea for a messed up plot twister. Um, anyway, I'm glad u're reviewing agian, Tei. Lotus, I did leave for a while. You can thank Banshee over there for my return. Wow...these things are ending up longer then my actual fics. Just a few more words. From now on, all of these fics are gonna be based on songs....More or less, the storyline....I just got an interesting idea involving DJ Professor K and Eminem's "Without Me"...
Well, everybody, |\|()1$E |)E57|2()Y$
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{Song-Til I Collapse by Emin3m}
{Intro: Sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, When you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse!}
Leaning back, exhausted from Beat's challenges, Neon muttered, "Oh god! That was hard!"
He wiped the sweat from his brow, glancing at Beat. Feeling as if he could fall asleep on his skates, he asked, "So, what now?"
Beat, leaning against the rail opposite of him, about five feet away, spoke, "You meet Corn!"
Sighing loudly, Neon muttered to himself. "Oh god! First some insane challenges from Beat, and now even more? Why ME?!"
As he shook his fist at the sky, he heard a pair of skates grinding along a rail. Looking up, he saw the source of the noise: A boy in a jumpsuit that was unzipped and the top half tied around his waist, a yellow shirt, and an aqua jacket on over it. To top it all off, he had a blue beanie pulled over his eyes. Jumping squarely off the rail and landing in front of the two rudies, the beanie boy spoke. "YO! I'm CORN! So, it looks like you have some skillz, but let's see what ya've really got, foo! Keep up-IF YOU CAAAA-AAAAAAN!"
Before Neon could answer him, Corn was gone. Leaping onto a rail, he grinded down it, then, using his momentum, he lept up, landing on the roof of the bus port. With Jet Set Radio blaring in his ears, he started dancing (A/N: The Corn dance, from JSRF), waiting for Neon.
With a determined look on his face, Neon lept onto the rail, royaling down it, trying to use his momentum to push off. At the last, but vital, second, he slipped on the rail, flying under the tin sheet that served as a roof. Reacting quickly, he redirected his aim toward a bench, souling down it. Hopping lightly off, he came to a stop on the concrete.
After a heavy sigh, Neon noticed Corn jump off the tin roof and onto the street, dashing madly toward Dogenzaka Hill, yelling, "First one to The very top of Rokkaku-dai Heights winz!!"
Neon, even though exhausted, dashed after him, his skates slamming against the hot asphault, the netrium batteries being almost drained of energy.
[Verse 1
Till I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em, till the day, that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' em/ Cuz when I am not, then I'ma stop pinnin'em and I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem/ subliminal thoughts, when Ima stop sendin' em, women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom, adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough/ The criminal cop killin', hip-hop villain a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners/ your comin' with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us/ you hear it a lot, lyrics to shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzin' up?/ Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot listen up, you bizzels forgot, slizzel does not give a fuck ]
Leaping onto a hand rail, he royaled, catching up with Corn, and then passing him. As the rail ran out, he lept off it, doing a 180. After landing in front of Corn and waving a sarcastic hello, he lept, did a small 180, landed, and kept dashing.
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
Suddenly,a gothic girl was up by Neon, dashing along with him, her short, black hair blowing in the wind, her skates clattering agianst the ground. Soon after, there was a shot fired, and a rubber bullet hit Neon's back! {Oh FUCK!} He thought, {It's Onishima! NOT NOW! Any time but fucking now!!!!!!!!!}
[Verse 2
Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feelin' ya shit/ This is your moment and every single minute you spend tryin' to hold on to it, cuz you may never get it again/ so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when it's at its end/ cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in, I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in/ It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me/ But in this industry, I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not put on this list, the shit does not offend me/That's why you see me walkin' around like nothin's bothering me, even though half you people gotta fuckin' problem with me/ you hate it but you know respect you got to give me. The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me... ]
Turning abruptly, Neon lept onto the burning hot haidrail that led into the sewer pipes, the only place Onishima wouldn't follow-hopefully. As he came to the end of the rail, his soul foot pushed off the rail. Landing roughly on the blistering concrete, he took off dashing, heading toward Chuo Street.
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
Arriving in Rokkaku-dai, now only running on will power, he caught a glimpse of the gothic girl making her way up. Knowing that this was it, the end of the race, and that he had lost, he turned back, heading toward Outer Benten...
[Verse 3
soon as a verse starts i eat it at mc's heart
what is he thinking? i'ma not to go against me, smart.
and its absurd how people hang on every word.
i'll probably never get the props i feel i ever deserve
but i'll never be served my spot is forever reserved
if i ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
cause in my heart of hearts i know nothing could ever be worse.
that's why i'm clever when i put together every verse
my thoughts are sporadic, i act like i'm an addict
i rap like i'm addicted to smack like i'm kim mathers.
but i don't want to go forth and back in constant battles
the fact is i would rather sit back and bump some rappers.
so this is like a full blown attack i'm launching at them
the track is on some battling raps who want some static
cause i don't really think that the fact that i'm slim matters
a plaque of platinum status is whack if i'm not the baddest. ]
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
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One thing I'd like to note is that Mew's challenges in Jet Set Radio (Yes, the Jap version. I own both ^^)) are completely stupid, due to the fact that she can't do them, herself. And, if you can't read japanese (I can't), It is a bitch to figure out....Just though someone would like to know....CRAP! Oh well, short chapters.
Well, everybody, |\|()1$E |)E57|2()Y$
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{Song-Til I Collapse by Emin3m}
{Intro: Sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, When you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation to not give up And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse!}
Leaning back, exhausted from Beat's challenges, Neon muttered, "Oh god! That was hard!"
He wiped the sweat from his brow, glancing at Beat. Feeling as if he could fall asleep on his skates, he asked, "So, what now?"
Beat, leaning against the rail opposite of him, about five feet away, spoke, "You meet Corn!"
Sighing loudly, Neon muttered to himself. "Oh god! First some insane challenges from Beat, and now even more? Why ME?!"
As he shook his fist at the sky, he heard a pair of skates grinding along a rail. Looking up, he saw the source of the noise: A boy in a jumpsuit that was unzipped and the top half tied around his waist, a yellow shirt, and an aqua jacket on over it. To top it all off, he had a blue beanie pulled over his eyes. Jumping squarely off the rail and landing in front of the two rudies, the beanie boy spoke. "YO! I'm CORN! So, it looks like you have some skillz, but let's see what ya've really got, foo! Keep up-IF YOU CAAAA-AAAAAAN!"
Before Neon could answer him, Corn was gone. Leaping onto a rail, he grinded down it, then, using his momentum, he lept up, landing on the roof of the bus port. With Jet Set Radio blaring in his ears, he started dancing (A/N: The Corn dance, from JSRF), waiting for Neon.
With a determined look on his face, Neon lept onto the rail, royaling down it, trying to use his momentum to push off. At the last, but vital, second, he slipped on the rail, flying under the tin sheet that served as a roof. Reacting quickly, he redirected his aim toward a bench, souling down it. Hopping lightly off, he came to a stop on the concrete.
After a heavy sigh, Neon noticed Corn jump off the tin roof and onto the street, dashing madly toward Dogenzaka Hill, yelling, "First one to The very top of Rokkaku-dai Heights winz!!"
Neon, even though exhausted, dashed after him, his skates slamming against the hot asphault, the netrium batteries being almost drained of energy.
[Verse 1
Till I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em, till the day, that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' em/ Cuz when I am not, then I'ma stop pinnin'em and I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem/ subliminal thoughts, when Ima stop sendin' em, women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom, adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough/ The criminal cop killin', hip-hop villain a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners/ your comin' with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us/ you hear it a lot, lyrics to shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzin' up?/ Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot listen up, you bizzels forgot, slizzel does not give a fuck ]
Leaping onto a hand rail, he royaled, catching up with Corn, and then passing him. As the rail ran out, he lept off it, doing a 180. After landing in front of Corn and waving a sarcastic hello, he lept, did a small 180, landed, and kept dashing.
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
Suddenly,a gothic girl was up by Neon, dashing along with him, her short, black hair blowing in the wind, her skates clattering agianst the ground. Soon after, there was a shot fired, and a rubber bullet hit Neon's back! {Oh FUCK!} He thought, {It's Onishima! NOT NOW! Any time but fucking now!!!!!!!!!}
[Verse 2
Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get when you're real and you spit an people are feelin' ya shit/ This is your moment and every single minute you spend tryin' to hold on to it, cuz you may never get it again/ so while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can and when your run is over just admit when it's at its end/ cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in, I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in/ It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me/ But in this industry, I'm the cause of a lot of envy so when I'm not put on this list, the shit does not offend me/That's why you see me walkin' around like nothin's bothering me, even though half you people gotta fuckin' problem with me/ you hate it but you know respect you got to give me. The press's wet dream like Bobby an Whitney Nate hit me... ]
Turning abruptly, Neon lept onto the burning hot haidrail that led into the sewer pipes, the only place Onishima wouldn't follow-hopefully. As he came to the end of the rail, his soul foot pushed off the rail. Landing roughly on the blistering concrete, he took off dashing, heading toward Chuo Street.
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
Arriving in Rokkaku-dai, now only running on will power, he caught a glimpse of the gothic girl making her way up. Knowing that this was it, the end of the race, and that he had lost, he turned back, heading toward Outer Benten...
[Verse 3
soon as a verse starts i eat it at mc's heart
what is he thinking? i'ma not to go against me, smart.
and its absurd how people hang on every word.
i'll probably never get the props i feel i ever deserve
but i'll never be served my spot is forever reserved
if i ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.
cause in my heart of hearts i know nothing could ever be worse.
that's why i'm clever when i put together every verse
my thoughts are sporadic, i act like i'm an addict
i rap like i'm addicted to smack like i'm kim mathers.
but i don't want to go forth and back in constant battles
the fact is i would rather sit back and bump some rappers.
so this is like a full blown attack i'm launching at them
the track is on some battling raps who want some static
cause i don't really think that the fact that i'm slim matters
a plaque of platinum status is whack if i'm not the baddest. ]
[Chorus
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.
till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
till the smoke clears out and my high wear out
i'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. ]
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One thing I'd like to note is that Mew's challenges in Jet Set Radio (Yes, the Jap version. I own both ^^)) are completely stupid, due to the fact that she can't do them, herself. And, if you can't read japanese (I can't), It is a bitch to figure out....Just though someone would like to know....CRAP! Oh well, short chapters.