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Author's Note: Competition begins. Took so long because I was at a writer's block. 'nuff said.
The Warriors of Soul = Kilik, Xianghua, Maxi, Link, and Yoshimitsu. Our heroes.
Demonic Pledge = Nightmare, Astaroth, Ivy, and ???. Our hero's worst enemies.
LugNuts = Mitsurugi, Taki, Voldo, Lizardman, Berserker, and Charade. The country group.
Ryu-Kishin = Spawn, Yung Sung, and Assassin. The mysterious group that MAY come out to be a bigger problem than Demonic Pledge.
Cervantes and The Boy = Cervantes and Magicka. Nothing to worry about, no true competition. Rumor says Cervantes may recruit another SC2 character for the band.
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"If you don't kick some ass out there, I'll kick you assess!" affirmed Heihachi, as the five were just about to go on stage. Xianghua was sweating bullets, Kilik was stretching, and Link was absolutely unfaltered as he looked as confident as ever. Yoshimitsu was meditating humming 'Namu' and Maxi was pacing back and forth, like a nervous father awaiting the arrival of a new bouncy baby boy.
"And here is are our first contestants of the night, come on out The Warriors of Soul!" Raphael's voice boomed as the crowd erupted in a cheer. The four of the five entered the stage confidently and took their places… until Xianghua stumbled up obviously pushed by Heihachi. No one seemed to notice or care. Four of the five nodded to one another knowing exactly what to play.
They began with a short tapping by the drums, making it sound like a decently calm song. Recognizing the rhythm, Xianghua silently readied her vocals.
All the instruments burst into sound as Xianghua began to sing loud, "Shout! Shout! Let it all out, these are the things I can do without, Come on! Imma' talking to you, so come on!"
"You don't have to sell your soul!…"
~*^*~
While playing Shout 2000, that particular line 'You don't have to sell your soul' seemed to hit Seigfried Shtauffen in the head and chest. He gave a look of pain upon his demonic face, and not thinking it was emotional, he simply ordered "Ivy! Get the Tums!" Doing as she was told, Ivy opened a bag on the floor and tossed Nightmare the medicinal mints. Attempting to catch it with his claw, he accidentally crushed the package into a fine powder. "Shit" he stated clutching his chest.
Astaroth was watching Maxi with a mix of jealousy, loathe, and pride. "My arch-nemesis as our competitor's drummer whilst I am our drummer… ironically convenient." Ivy then asked Nightmare, not minding that Astaroth was in his own little part of the universe next to her, "When is that damned bassist going to get here?" And Nightmare shot her a look that could have easily been read as 'No friggin' clue."
~*^*~
Spawn, Yung Sung, and Assassin were on the side of the curtains directly opposite of Demonic Pledge. Yung and Spawn were watching the band playing in front of them and Assassin was praying to the gods. Yung was deeply engrossed in watching them play when he was lightly tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and immediately saw Namika.
"Umm… Hi"
"Hiya! How you doing?"
"Good… I guess…"
"I'm gonna be in the crowd cheering for you!"
"Really…that's…um… yeah…"
"OK! I'll see playing!"
As Namika then began to skip off. Spawn and Assassin were staring at Yung menacingly as he turned around, walked to the wall, and began to bang his head against it.
~*^*~
The two old Englishmen were sipping there as usual, nothing broken anymore, and themselves perfectly fine. Well almost. The rock music on top of the banging was REALLY starting to piss them off until Samuel grabbed a broom and began to band the handle against the floor, "HEY! SHUTUP DOWN THERE!"
~*^*~
As the song ended, all members were sweating but were happy finding this a sure victory performance. They exited the stage, Xianghua, Maxi, and Kilik exiting to the right. Link and Yoshimitsu exited to the left. The two smugly passed Ryu-Kishin, Yung still banging his head. As the three on the right passed Demonic Pledge, Maxi snorted at Astaroth and Kilik happily bitched "Top that!" Nightmare laughed as they passed and whispered to himself "Oh we will…we will…"
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Well what did you think? Exciting! Oh yeah… by the way… Nightmare is going to be performing something after every chapter for your enjoyment and we're officially dubbing it the in-story series called 'The Seigfried Moment' a talk show hosted by your one and only Nightmare!
~*^*~
"But seriously, thanks Tony! And on with the shirt show!" announced Seigfried in a snazzy tuxedo as his live jazz band began to play a catchy tune and the crowd cheered.
"Tonight's guest is my dear old friend Roy Horn, as well will perform a magic trick for your entertainment!" And as he said that Roy Horn came from behind the curtains.
"Thanks Seigfried, yeah yeah, come here Mauler!" as a white tiger came from behind the curtains.
The two began to attempt to cage the tiger for their trick.
Oops.
"AAAAHHHH! NOT AGAIN! GET IT OFF OF ME!" as the white tiger began to maul Roy.
Seigfried gulped and began to painstakingly laugh "Heh heh…Uh oh… umm… anyways see you all next time on
Soul Calibur 2: Battle of the Bands"
Author's Note: Competition begins. Took so long because I was at a writer's block. 'nuff said.
The Warriors of Soul = Kilik, Xianghua, Maxi, Link, and Yoshimitsu. Our heroes.
Demonic Pledge = Nightmare, Astaroth, Ivy, and ???. Our hero's worst enemies.
LugNuts = Mitsurugi, Taki, Voldo, Lizardman, Berserker, and Charade. The country group.
Ryu-Kishin = Spawn, Yung Sung, and Assassin. The mysterious group that MAY come out to be a bigger problem than Demonic Pledge.
Cervantes and The Boy = Cervantes and Magicka. Nothing to worry about, no true competition. Rumor says Cervantes may recruit another SC2 character for the band.
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"If you don't kick some ass out there, I'll kick you assess!" affirmed Heihachi, as the five were just about to go on stage. Xianghua was sweating bullets, Kilik was stretching, and Link was absolutely unfaltered as he looked as confident as ever. Yoshimitsu was meditating humming 'Namu' and Maxi was pacing back and forth, like a nervous father awaiting the arrival of a new bouncy baby boy.
"And here is are our first contestants of the night, come on out The Warriors of Soul!" Raphael's voice boomed as the crowd erupted in a cheer. The four of the five entered the stage confidently and took their places… until Xianghua stumbled up obviously pushed by Heihachi. No one seemed to notice or care. Four of the five nodded to one another knowing exactly what to play.
They began with a short tapping by the drums, making it sound like a decently calm song. Recognizing the rhythm, Xianghua silently readied her vocals.
All the instruments burst into sound as Xianghua began to sing loud, "Shout! Shout! Let it all out, these are the things I can do without, Come on! Imma' talking to you, so come on!"
"You don't have to sell your soul!…"
~*^*~
While playing Shout 2000, that particular line 'You don't have to sell your soul' seemed to hit Seigfried Shtauffen in the head and chest. He gave a look of pain upon his demonic face, and not thinking it was emotional, he simply ordered "Ivy! Get the Tums!" Doing as she was told, Ivy opened a bag on the floor and tossed Nightmare the medicinal mints. Attempting to catch it with his claw, he accidentally crushed the package into a fine powder. "Shit" he stated clutching his chest.
Astaroth was watching Maxi with a mix of jealousy, loathe, and pride. "My arch-nemesis as our competitor's drummer whilst I am our drummer… ironically convenient." Ivy then asked Nightmare, not minding that Astaroth was in his own little part of the universe next to her, "When is that damned bassist going to get here?" And Nightmare shot her a look that could have easily been read as 'No friggin' clue."
~*^*~
Spawn, Yung Sung, and Assassin were on the side of the curtains directly opposite of Demonic Pledge. Yung and Spawn were watching the band playing in front of them and Assassin was praying to the gods. Yung was deeply engrossed in watching them play when he was lightly tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and immediately saw Namika.
"Umm… Hi"
"Hiya! How you doing?"
"Good… I guess…"
"I'm gonna be in the crowd cheering for you!"
"Really…that's…um… yeah…"
"OK! I'll see playing!"
As Namika then began to skip off. Spawn and Assassin were staring at Yung menacingly as he turned around, walked to the wall, and began to bang his head against it.
~*^*~
The two old Englishmen were sipping there as usual, nothing broken anymore, and themselves perfectly fine. Well almost. The rock music on top of the banging was REALLY starting to piss them off until Samuel grabbed a broom and began to band the handle against the floor, "HEY! SHUTUP DOWN THERE!"
~*^*~
As the song ended, all members were sweating but were happy finding this a sure victory performance. They exited the stage, Xianghua, Maxi, and Kilik exiting to the right. Link and Yoshimitsu exited to the left. The two smugly passed Ryu-Kishin, Yung still banging his head. As the three on the right passed Demonic Pledge, Maxi snorted at Astaroth and Kilik happily bitched "Top that!" Nightmare laughed as they passed and whispered to himself "Oh we will…we will…"
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
Well what did you think? Exciting! Oh yeah… by the way… Nightmare is going to be performing something after every chapter for your enjoyment and we're officially dubbing it the in-story series called 'The Seigfried Moment' a talk show hosted by your one and only Nightmare!
~*^*~
"But seriously, thanks Tony! And on with the shirt show!" announced Seigfried in a snazzy tuxedo as his live jazz band began to play a catchy tune and the crowd cheered.
"Tonight's guest is my dear old friend Roy Horn, as well will perform a magic trick for your entertainment!" And as he said that Roy Horn came from behind the curtains.
"Thanks Seigfried, yeah yeah, come here Mauler!" as a white tiger came from behind the curtains.
The two began to attempt to cage the tiger for their trick.
Oops.
"AAAAHHHH! NOT AGAIN! GET IT OFF OF ME!" as the white tiger began to maul Roy.
Seigfried gulped and began to painstakingly laugh "Heh heh…Uh oh… umm… anyways see you all next time on
Soul Calibur 2: Battle of the Bands"