TS: Thanks again LeFox!...I'm gonna be pretty mad if you're my only positive reviewer though...
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Chapter 2:
The concert hall was over-flooding with people. Mostly screaming fan-girls, but still. The crowd was so bad, Kuja could hardly fit in without being squeezed to death. The noise that was coming from them was the worst though. He was probably going deaf every second. 'When will this damn thing start?' Kuja thought grimly. He already hated being here, but he just had to see what the big fuss was about this Monoiro person. A red velvet curtain was being pulled to the sides, and the whole stage was consumed by blackness. The chords of a guitar were being strummed, it echoed from the speakers. Everybody started screaming and cheering as the lights turned on slowly and Monoiro stepped forward playing a black guitar. His voice thundered on his mike.
"Fumbling his confidence
and wondering why the world has passed him by.
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
and failed attempts to fly, fly..."
Monoiro sung into the microphone in a deep, liquid voice. Each word gracefully following the other. Kuja stood in awe.
"We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside."
Nikki dueted with Monoiro on the chorus....Like an angel and devil singing together...Lucifer..That's what came to mind for Kuja.
"Dreaming about providence
and whether mice and men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken..."
The crowd was jumping up and down, and even some had lighters flaming the night with their entrancing blaze. It's like the world came alive.
"We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside."
Perhaps there was more to this Monoiro than Kuja had taken him for....
"We want more than this worlds got to offer
we want more than this worlds got to offer
we want more than the wars of our fathers
and everything inside screams for second life, yeeaahh..."
Now, he could understand why people loved him. Not just for his looks, but the deep hidden meaning in his music...
"We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
we were meant to live....."
The guitars and all instruments came to a slow hault, and vocals quieted down. Monoiro hung his head and Nikki looked to his left, the crowd roared. Kuja stood silently, sometimes pushed by the excentric fans besides him. 'We want more than the wars of our fathers, and everything inside screams for second life?' a shocked look came across his face....
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TS: 2 chaps in one day! Whoo!!! I think this chapter was a little better than my other ones..I don't know why....Oh yeah, the song, it's called "Meant to Live" by Switchfoot. I don't own that song.
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Chapter 2:
The concert hall was over-flooding with people. Mostly screaming fan-girls, but still. The crowd was so bad, Kuja could hardly fit in without being squeezed to death. The noise that was coming from them was the worst though. He was probably going deaf every second. 'When will this damn thing start?' Kuja thought grimly. He already hated being here, but he just had to see what the big fuss was about this Monoiro person. A red velvet curtain was being pulled to the sides, and the whole stage was consumed by blackness. The chords of a guitar were being strummed, it echoed from the speakers. Everybody started screaming and cheering as the lights turned on slowly and Monoiro stepped forward playing a black guitar. His voice thundered on his mike.
"Fumbling his confidence
and wondering why the world has passed him by.
Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments
and failed attempts to fly, fly..."
Monoiro sung into the microphone in a deep, liquid voice. Each word gracefully following the other. Kuja stood in awe.
"We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside."
Nikki dueted with Monoiro on the chorus....Like an angel and devil singing together...Lucifer..That's what came to mind for Kuja.
"Dreaming about providence
and whether mice and men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken..."
The crowd was jumping up and down, and even some had lighters flaming the night with their entrancing blaze. It's like the world came alive.
"We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside."
Perhaps there was more to this Monoiro than Kuja had taken him for....
"We want more than this worlds got to offer
we want more than this worlds got to offer
we want more than the wars of our fathers
and everything inside screams for second life, yeeaahh..."
Now, he could understand why people loved him. Not just for his looks, but the deep hidden meaning in his music...
"We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
we were meant to live....."
The guitars and all instruments came to a slow hault, and vocals quieted down. Monoiro hung his head and Nikki looked to his left, the crowd roared. Kuja stood silently, sometimes pushed by the excentric fans besides him. 'We want more than the wars of our fathers, and everything inside screams for second life?' a shocked look came across his face....
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TS: 2 chaps in one day! Whoo!!! I think this chapter was a little better than my other ones..I don't know why....Oh yeah, the song, it's called "Meant to Live" by Switchfoot. I don't own that song.