Mr. Monday: A combination of Skate 3, homework, and lack of internet has kept me from updating this. Anyways, this song isn't from a musical, but it was in a rock opera, and that's basically a musical. However, there will be no skinheads or giant talking buttholes in this story.
Chapter 4, In the Soul:
"Composer?" The voice of a woman, who sounded very annoyed, demanded.
"That would be me." Joshua replied.
Two Angels had arrived in the secret UG Repaer base a minute ago. One took on the appearance of a woman with short red hair, while the other appeared to be an older man with long blonde hair. Both were wearing white robes, and had large gold wings on their backs, which Joshua clearly envied.
"Conductor?" The woman once again demanded, she hated the fact that she had been sent to watch Shibuya.
"Me!" As Ketsueki said this he struck an overly-dramatic pose.
"And, finally…Game Master?" She finished.
"Yo." Was Masaru's only response.
"Where are the Players?" The man asked, he had a creepy sort of voice.
"They're at the Crossing I'm guessing." Masaru replied.
Neku and Shiki had already partnered up, and so did Beat and Rhyme.
"Are we the only Players?" Rhyme asked.
"I'm guessing, Joshua probably couldn't convince anyone else to go along with an idea this stupid." Neku bitterly replied.
"That's whack yo." Beat said.(1)
The familiar beeping and pain in the hands indicated that the Objective had come in.
"Go to the stage at the 104 Building and perform an opening number, fail and face erasure.-The Reapers." Shiki was the first one to get her cellphone out, and read the message to her friends.
The group of four walked through the Shibuya UG, all wishing that they didn't have to involuntarily sing in front of Angels who would erase the city if anything didn't go right. When they got to their location they were surprised to see that where the 104 building once stood there was instead a large stage with a red curtain, and on one of the buildings was a balcony with two seats, occupied by the confused Angels.
"What the hell is going on here?" The man asked his partner.
The two had been told to go there by the young Game Master, as he told them that would be where they would go according to the Objective. What they didn't expect was a stage in the middle of the city.
The Players were also pretty confused, not realizing that this could be done in a day.
"How do you think they did that?" Shiki asked.
"Well, if they can make us sing, they could probably do anything." Neku replied, deciding not to question anything that happened anymore.
Albatross and Kurohime walked up behind the group of four.
"You little brats better get up on that stage and do a damn good song." Albatross ordered.
The Players didn't move, so Kurohime shoved them up onto the stage. Immediately the curtains were drawn, and the Players stood frozen on stage, not quite sure what they should do. They hadn't really rehearsed anything, Beat and Neku were the only ones who had actually sung anything, and they had to be forced into it. They stood frozen for a few seconds, until finally a loud guitar came out of nowhere. The group of four were startled by the sudden music, and the Angels were clearly confused. After a few minutes of guitar Neku decided to improve lyrics.
"So ya, thought ya, might like to go to the show." Once again it came naturally to the teen.
"To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow." Shiki continued, although she was very surprised that she was able to do it, despite seeing Neku, Beat, and Joshua do it.
The Angels hadn't really expected the Players to perform for them, it had literally never been done by anyone ever. The confusion was visible on their faces, and Rhyme picked up on this.
"Tell me is something eluding you sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see?" She wasn't all that surprised by the unnatural singing, she had expected it.
"If you want to find out what's up with this Game, you'll just have to wait out the next days!" Beat shouted the final lyrics, and there was more explosive guitar.
"Lights! Roll the sound effects! Action!" Masaru, who had been watching from backstage, shouted.
The Players bowed, before the curtain closed on them. Albatross, Kurohime, and Masaru approached them.
"That was great Shiki." Masaru complimented her, getting a slight blush from the girl.
"Great? I've heard better singing from gay foxes." Kurohime scoffed.
"What the hell was that?" The girl Angel demanded from the Composer.
"That was a song." Joshua replied completely deadpan.
"Yeah, we know. This a Game, not a musical, or a musical story written by a bored teenager." The male Angel replied.
"Well, we wanted to make a great impression." Joshua replied sheepishly.
"You're doing a shit job of that." The female Angel replied.
"Can't you just wait it out? It'll get better." Joshua pleaded.
Both Angels sighed.
"Fine." The female Reaper agreed, before both disappeared in a flash of gold light.
Mr. Monday: So that ends the first day. Next one will have more plot to it involving Masaru.
Sadly, I have (very white) friends that actually talk like this without trying to be ironic or anything.