My homies,
Yes it is true. I have decided to write a Danny Phantom Musical but I'm doing mine a little different. The entire cast will actually sing the first chapter. Yay! It's mostly a cappella with a few add-ins here and there. In my mind the first sounds a little like "Demon Days" by The Gorillaz but you can think of it however you like. After the first chapter, I am sad to say, the rest are songfics. I'm sorry but I just can't write 30 different songs in time to keep this story interesting. Oh but don't worry this story is very interesting. There is love, lust, romance, hatred, a possible divorce, and if you guys want…a suicide but you have to tell me you want it. Anyways there will be a myriad of music from all different genres. Some old, some new, and some you probably haven't heard of unless you actually bought a CD. I'm wasting time, everyone its Showtime!
DANNY PHANTOM: THE MUSICAL
Ch. 1 : Prelude a la Freshgal
The cast vocalizes as the curtains raise up to reveal them standing together in front of a sign that says, "Welcome to Amity Park."
All: Young Danny Fenton, he was just fourteen
When his parents built a very strange machine
Designed to view a world unseen
Tenors and Bass: He's gonna catch 'em all cuz he's Danny Phantom
Altos: When it didn't quite work his folks, they just quit
But then Danny took a look inside of it
Sopranos: There was a great big flash everything just changed
His molecules got all rearranged!
Tenors: When he first woke up
He realized he had snow white hair and glowing green eyes
Altos and Sopranos: He could walk through walls, disappear, and fly!
He was much more unique than the other guy!
All with a few harmonizing a background: It was then that he knew what he had to do
He had to stop all the ghosts that were coming through
He's here to fight for me and you!
Tenors and Bass: He's gonna catch 'em all cuz he's Danny Phantom
Altos and Sopranos: He's gonna catch 'em all cuz he's Danny Phantom
All: Gonna catch them all cuz he's-
"Stop" all turn to see Danny in phantom form, a guitar riff starts, and the tempo speeds up: I never asked for this
Why didn't I just quit?
All: Its your responsibility
To be who you need to be.
Danny: Yeah, sure but at what cost.
I've won less than I've lost.
All: Those who sacrifice for peers
Society will love for years
Danny: I don't care about society
Let them come, let them see
What these powers have done to me
Guitar riff becomes soft, fades away, and the choir begins to vocalize
Danny really puts power in his voice:
I've seen pain
That to my shame
Was caused by me.
I've lost love and the trust
Of others
And now you tell me
That I should be
Happy?
A girl with black hair and purple lipstick steps forward and puts her arm on his shoulder the choir is soft but is now humming:
Danny
That's not what you mean
Oh, Danny
Things are not as bad as they seem
You have friends and family that love you
And deep, in your heart, you know its true
We would all be six feet under
If you hadn't been
Choir: If you hadn't been
"Phantom!" Boutique bass starts and the choir is a bunch of ooo's and uh oh's as a pissed off Valerie Gray struts out, Sam fades back into the choir.
Valerie: You bastard, you demon
You ruined my life
Danny: Now Miss Gray that's not right
If you could look through that hatred that's blinding your sight
You'd see you're a lot happier now
And you have real friends
Who don't just want your money to spend
Now doesn't the end justify the means?
At least that's the way it seems
Valerie: You arrogant ghost don't try to analyze
What's lying behind these green eyes
Hatred's not what fuels me any more
I'm not the same girl you met before
My world is changing
And so am I
'Running out of time
So I'll try
To try to say
Choir: To try to say
Valerie: I l-
Suddenly the ground begins to shake and a crack parts the choir. There are screams but no one is hurt. All scramble away from the spreading crack. Haunting music begins to play as the Ghost Writer's keyboard begins to rise up. The choir looks to that it is not the ghost himself behind the keys but Freshgal.
All: What is she doing?
Who is she?
Why are you here and what are your intentions?
And while we're at it lets not forget to mention
What the hell is that in your hand?
Freshgal: Citizens of Amity Park
In my hand I have the spark
That will make your lives sing like little larks
With an Ipod in hand
I have the plans
To your lives
All: To our lives?
Someone gave her an ipod
Now she thinks she can play god
Our secrets our secrets are no longer safe
And everything unsaid we'll say.
Our skeletons will come out the closet
Out the closet to dance
In this macabre designed
While listening to Bootsy Collins?
What the hell?
Freshgal: Just shut upand begin.
Presses play on ipod.
Yea, I know. I have serious issues. Oh and If you have not noticed I have decided not to see the newest Danny Phantom movie and will not see it unless someone really convinces me to do so. I like the world before it.
Keep it stubbornly fresh
