A day in the life of Paul Starr
Chapter 7: Showtime, baby!!
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((Okay, here we go! They have one more act to bring out before they bring us out here on the show. Man, I wonder who it is. We've had a hot-tempered armpit musician, a band of banjo players, and a guy who thought he was Run DMC, just to name a few. Anyway, we're coming up, so enjoy!!!))
The X-Girls looked over at the judges for the talent contest. The first one was an African-American woman who looked like a female member of Run DMC, wearing white Adidas with no laces, black sweatpants, a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket, a gold chain, and the famous hat and glasses. The second judge was a blond man who looked like a member of an 80's metal band, or one of Paul's long-lost relatives. The third and final judge was a man with short, slicked-back brown hair who dressed like Crockett from Miami Vice: White shoes with no socks, white slacks and business jacket with the sleeves scrunched up, a turquoise t-shirt, and a pair of black sunglasses. The host of the talent show was dressed like a member of a New Wave band: Powder blue business jacket with scrunched-up sleeves and matching slacks, a black shirt, and a partially-undone thin neon green piano tie. His semi-long black hair was messed up.
"Man, they love the '80s here." Jean shook her head with a smile. Rogue looked around at the '80's style graffiti. Some were paintings of '80s icons like Michael Jackson, and Madonna. There were shelves that held various famous '80s items, like a pair of Converse shoes, and a Nintendo.
"Ah have to agree. This place is practically an 80's museum." Rogue agreed.
"Like, it's kind of neat." Kitty shrugged.
"Man, Paul's gonna be great." Tabby sighed. Jamie walked up to the girls, dressed in his suit.
"I certainly know you girls are going to enjoy seeing my boys in action on stage." He smirked. The girls nodded. "Alright."
"Okay, folks!" The host cried out. Now we have or next to last act, the Starr-Slammers!"
"Huh?" The girls, Jamie, and the Misfits asked.
"What?" Wanda scratched her head.
"What in the name of………" Althea had a suspicious look on her face.
"Something's wrong here." Fred noted. An invisible Xi let out a "Mmm." in agreement. Trinity sent a look at Jamie, who nodded in acknowledgement.
"Something is very wrong here." Jamie said to himself.
"HUH?" The Superstars asked from backstage. The curtain opened, revealing the X-Boys behind instruments. Scott and Ray were on guitars, Remy on bass, and Peter on drums. ((Since when did these guys play? Is this what Scott meant when he said I'll never win the talent contest?))
"WHAT?" The X-Girls said in shock. The X-Boys lip-synched and play-synched to AC/DC's "Back in Black". ((Funny, Scott sounds a lot like Brian Johnson when he sings)).
"Girls, something's up. I'm gonna go check it out." Jamie whispered to the X-Girls, who nodded. When the X-Boys finished the song, they took bows because the audience loved it.
{Phase I complete. Now, Phase II. Paul's gonna be run right out of town.} Scott snickered in his mind. The X-Boys passed by the Superstars.
"Good louck, Pauuuul." Scott mocked as the others snickered.
"Remind me to beat them up when we get outta here." Craig growled as the curtain closed.
"Alright, the Starr-Slammers!! Judges?" The host turned to his costumed judges.
"Yo, that was dope!! I give that a 9!!" The Run-DMC lady whooped, holding up a "9" sign.
"That rocked! 9!" The heavy metal man responded.
"That was cool, man! 9!" The Miami Vice man scored.
"Alright, 9s across the board for the Starr-Slammers!! Our next group is under a lot of pressure to beat that!" The host responded.
"Nah, Paul will win easy." Tabby smirked.
"And now, our final band………The Superstars!!!" The host applauded as Paul and the guys leapt into guitar action with Kiss's "Strutter", but something went wrong. They sounded terrible, like someone messed with their sound system. The X-Girls were shocked.
"What?" Jean asked in horror. Everyone was silent when the song ended, and the Superstars realized the sound problem.
"What happened?" Craig whispered.
"Don't know. Sound got screwed up." John shrugged. A suspicious Jamie rushed backstage.
"Aw, that's great!" Lance grumbled. The whole place was silent. Scott and the X-Boys snickered.
"Man, let the veggies fly!" Ray snickered. Suddenly………
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Everyone started cheering.
"WHAT?!?!" The X-Boys' jaws fell off their faces.
"Judges!!!" The host waved.
"WHOOO!!!" The Run-DMC lady hooted. "Man, that was totally great. I've never heard anyone rock a Kiss song like that!! It was great and fresh!!! I give you four a 10!!!"
"What?" The X-Boys asked in shock.
"I like the distorted solo, Alvers." The heavy-metal guy laughed. "A work of art in guitar uniqueness!! That was so rockin'!! I give you guys a 10!!!"
"WHAT?!?!"
"Oh yeah!!! Sounded ugly, but beautiful. Awesome!!! Very artistic!!! I give you guys a 10!!!"
"WHAAAAAAAT?!?!?!"
"Perfect score!!" The host yelled. "Your winners of 100 bucks, THE SUPERSTARS!!!!" The host gave the boys a check and a trophy. Lance, John, and Craig lifted Paul on their shoulders, while he held up the trophy. Jamie ran back to the cheering X-Girls, and whispered something to them.
"They messed up the sound?" Rogue asked.
"Yup." Jamie confirmed. "Looked at the board myself. Way out of whack. And they lip-synched."
"C'mon." Jean got up and waved. The other X-Girls followed her. Jamie snickered.
"Those idiots will never learn." He said to himself.
"Aw man, I can't believe it!" Ray groaned.
"How does he do it?" Peter grumbled.
"He sounded terrible, but they still liked it!" Scott groaned. "What was up with that?" The X-Boys went into the dressing room and found the X-Girls. They were none too happy.
"We know about the lip-synching, and the sabotage." Jean said plainly. The door slammed shut behind the four, courtesy of Jean's telepathy. Several seconds later………
"OWWWWWWWWWWCH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jamie's right. Those four never get it, Paul's too lucky for them. What of Bulldog and Storm's date? Will disaster strike? Find out in the next chapter!!
Chapter 7: Showtime, baby!!
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((Okay, here we go! They have one more act to bring out before they bring us out here on the show. Man, I wonder who it is. We've had a hot-tempered armpit musician, a band of banjo players, and a guy who thought he was Run DMC, just to name a few. Anyway, we're coming up, so enjoy!!!))
The X-Girls looked over at the judges for the talent contest. The first one was an African-American woman who looked like a female member of Run DMC, wearing white Adidas with no laces, black sweatpants, a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket, a gold chain, and the famous hat and glasses. The second judge was a blond man who looked like a member of an 80's metal band, or one of Paul's long-lost relatives. The third and final judge was a man with short, slicked-back brown hair who dressed like Crockett from Miami Vice: White shoes with no socks, white slacks and business jacket with the sleeves scrunched up, a turquoise t-shirt, and a pair of black sunglasses. The host of the talent show was dressed like a member of a New Wave band: Powder blue business jacket with scrunched-up sleeves and matching slacks, a black shirt, and a partially-undone thin neon green piano tie. His semi-long black hair was messed up.
"Man, they love the '80s here." Jean shook her head with a smile. Rogue looked around at the '80's style graffiti. Some were paintings of '80s icons like Michael Jackson, and Madonna. There were shelves that held various famous '80s items, like a pair of Converse shoes, and a Nintendo.
"Ah have to agree. This place is practically an 80's museum." Rogue agreed.
"Like, it's kind of neat." Kitty shrugged.
"Man, Paul's gonna be great." Tabby sighed. Jamie walked up to the girls, dressed in his suit.
"I certainly know you girls are going to enjoy seeing my boys in action on stage." He smirked. The girls nodded. "Alright."
"Okay, folks!" The host cried out. Now we have or next to last act, the Starr-Slammers!"
"Huh?" The girls, Jamie, and the Misfits asked.
"What?" Wanda scratched her head.
"What in the name of………" Althea had a suspicious look on her face.
"Something's wrong here." Fred noted. An invisible Xi let out a "Mmm." in agreement. Trinity sent a look at Jamie, who nodded in acknowledgement.
"Something is very wrong here." Jamie said to himself.
"HUH?" The Superstars asked from backstage. The curtain opened, revealing the X-Boys behind instruments. Scott and Ray were on guitars, Remy on bass, and Peter on drums. ((Since when did these guys play? Is this what Scott meant when he said I'll never win the talent contest?))
"WHAT?" The X-Girls said in shock. The X-Boys lip-synched and play-synched to AC/DC's "Back in Black". ((Funny, Scott sounds a lot like Brian Johnson when he sings)).
"Girls, something's up. I'm gonna go check it out." Jamie whispered to the X-Girls, who nodded. When the X-Boys finished the song, they took bows because the audience loved it.
{Phase I complete. Now, Phase II. Paul's gonna be run right out of town.} Scott snickered in his mind. The X-Boys passed by the Superstars.
"Good louck, Pauuuul." Scott mocked as the others snickered.
"Remind me to beat them up when we get outta here." Craig growled as the curtain closed.
"Alright, the Starr-Slammers!! Judges?" The host turned to his costumed judges.
"Yo, that was dope!! I give that a 9!!" The Run-DMC lady whooped, holding up a "9" sign.
"That rocked! 9!" The heavy metal man responded.
"That was cool, man! 9!" The Miami Vice man scored.
"Alright, 9s across the board for the Starr-Slammers!! Our next group is under a lot of pressure to beat that!" The host responded.
"Nah, Paul will win easy." Tabby smirked.
"And now, our final band………The Superstars!!!" The host applauded as Paul and the guys leapt into guitar action with Kiss's "Strutter", but something went wrong. They sounded terrible, like someone messed with their sound system. The X-Girls were shocked.
"What?" Jean asked in horror. Everyone was silent when the song ended, and the Superstars realized the sound problem.
"What happened?" Craig whispered.
"Don't know. Sound got screwed up." John shrugged. A suspicious Jamie rushed backstage.
"Aw, that's great!" Lance grumbled. The whole place was silent. Scott and the X-Boys snickered.
"Man, let the veggies fly!" Ray snickered. Suddenly………
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Everyone started cheering.
"WHAT?!?!" The X-Boys' jaws fell off their faces.
"Judges!!!" The host waved.
"WHOOO!!!" The Run-DMC lady hooted. "Man, that was totally great. I've never heard anyone rock a Kiss song like that!! It was great and fresh!!! I give you four a 10!!!"
"What?" The X-Boys asked in shock.
"I like the distorted solo, Alvers." The heavy-metal guy laughed. "A work of art in guitar uniqueness!! That was so rockin'!! I give you guys a 10!!!"
"WHAT?!?!"
"Oh yeah!!! Sounded ugly, but beautiful. Awesome!!! Very artistic!!! I give you guys a 10!!!"
"WHAAAAAAAT?!?!?!"
"Perfect score!!" The host yelled. "Your winners of 100 bucks, THE SUPERSTARS!!!!" The host gave the boys a check and a trophy. Lance, John, and Craig lifted Paul on their shoulders, while he held up the trophy. Jamie ran back to the cheering X-Girls, and whispered something to them.
"They messed up the sound?" Rogue asked.
"Yup." Jamie confirmed. "Looked at the board myself. Way out of whack. And they lip-synched."
"C'mon." Jean got up and waved. The other X-Girls followed her. Jamie snickered.
"Those idiots will never learn." He said to himself.
"Aw man, I can't believe it!" Ray groaned.
"How does he do it?" Peter grumbled.
"He sounded terrible, but they still liked it!" Scott groaned. "What was up with that?" The X-Boys went into the dressing room and found the X-Girls. They were none too happy.
"We know about the lip-synching, and the sabotage." Jean said plainly. The door slammed shut behind the four, courtesy of Jean's telepathy. Several seconds later………
"OWWWWWWWWWWCH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Jamie's right. Those four never get it, Paul's too lucky for them. What of Bulldog and Storm's date? Will disaster strike? Find out in the next chapter!!