Breadbin: When where u gunna tell us?
Dad: WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING
Spence: U all know that me and Ryan grew up together in Maine...
Ryguy: Spencer's dad died and we are both going there to help out...
Spence: My mom died a while ago, I have a big family who needs support. The house was left to me and Ryan. Ryan's family are also my family... We just need help.
Ryguy: When I heard of Change I just jumped on board... You know I love to travel. I'm getting depressed again ya know? I just want some change... It's not you guys its me...
Jish: I'm crying right now. Tyler is too like sobbing.
Breadbin: But what about panic?
Ryguy: We have the show this weekend... But we are moving the day after. We are never going to make it...
Sirdarkofiplier: Can we have a good bye party at least?
Markiplier: I wanna no one thing... You two are together right?
Spence: Yep
Ryguy: I'm sorry we never told you guys.
Ty: That's okay
Will: We all had our secrets in the beginning
Will: As long as you two are happy than that's what matters
Gee: All of us are reading this chat by the way we just don't have anything to really say...
Gee: We can have a good bye party at our place.
(Ended 12:21 pm)
" The band shirts are here!" Anti said walking in with four huge boxes. Dark behind him with five big boxes as well. Today was the day that they played at nine for the twelfth grade and college students. They where all at Gerard, Ray, Frank and Mikey's place getting ready and practicing.
" Josh you mind playing drums for us tonight we don't have a drummer yet." Ray said.
" I'll do it give me the beat and I'll start practicing for it." Josh replied trying on a Twenty Øne Piløts shirt. Each kid getting a shirt of their band and wearing it. Ray nursing a black eye from the previous fight, was now putting concealer over it to hide the battle wound.
Gerard applying black eyeliner to himself, Mikey, and Frank. Frank them self was putting red crosses over his eyes and a thin line of red liquid to dye their lips like they had drunk blood. Frank had a white dress collar shirt with a red tie. Gerard wearing a leather jacket over a black loose tee, with black ripped skinny jeans. Ray wearing a loose My Chemical Romance shirt with baggy jeans. Mikey wearing a tighter MCR shirt and skinny jeans. His hair pushed back newly bleached hair, and eyeliner.
Tyler was ripping the sleeves off of a big tee shirt and wearing it inside out, his tattoos visible. He put black paint of his neck and hands, Josh did the same with red around his eyes. Josh had dyed his red hair over again to make it top and put a hat over it, Tyler wearing a beanie to cover his head and ears.
Brendon wore tight leather pants and a fitted tank top, over the tank top was a gold jacket he found at a thrift store for free. Dallon wearing similar leather pants and a black dress shirt. Spencer wearing a Panic! Shirt with skinny jeans, Ryan wearing a panic! Shirt and skinny jeans, with his own makeup, making Tim Burton style striped lines going crooked down his eyes, blue eyeshadow blending into his eyelid and to his bridge of his nose. It looked really cool.
" Kay but like... It's seven we have two hours wanna warm up or something? Me and Jack and the guys can help set up the stage and shit." Anti said fiddling with the Twenty Øne Piløts shirt he had on. Mark nodded putting on a Panic! Shirt and following Anti out of the house. Dark with a MCR shirt and Wilford with a TØP shirt.
" Josh you can practice with them if you need it." Tyler said before taking out his journal and going through his lyrics for Ride.
" What do you think Bren? Does this sound good? I'd die for you that's easy to say we have a list of people that we would take a bullet for them a bullet for you a bullet for everybody in this room but we don't seem to see any bullets coming through, see many bullets coming through. Metaphorically I'm the man but literally I don't know what I'd do. I'd love for you and that's hard to do even harder to say when you know that's not true, even harder to write when you know that tonight there are people back home who tried talking to you... And you ignore them still all these questions they're for real like who would you live for who would you die for and would you ever kill..." Tyler rapped. Brendon clapped like a idiot, and Dallon nodded.
" Dude that's sick!" Josh said from across the room.
" That's really good Ty!" Dallon said.
" Thanks? Ya think its to... Slow?" Tyler asked.
" Nah it's perfect!" Gerard gushed grabbing the mic.
" Thanks guys! Jishwa I finished the song!" Tyler called over to his boyfriend. Josh smiled and gave a thumbs up. " You just repeat the chorus it's easy!" Tyler gushed running over and pecking Josh's lips. Mikey groaning making Josh laugh. " Hey is it incest if I fuck a guy that's like my brother but not?" Brendon asked. Dallon spit out his coffee, all over Tyler who squealed laughing.
" Chill... Joking daddy!" Brendon cooed pulling himself onto Dallon and kissing him softly,
" Oh my god!" Mikey said mimicking throwing up.
Gerard piped up, " Can we do sleep!? Mama is so boring let's do sleep!" He said before handing Mikey and Ray their guitars and getting Frank's. " Frankie can we please cupcake?" He asked. His New Jersey accent showing with cupcake. Frankie laughed, really hard. They nodded and took the guitar, Josh got behind the drums as Gerard walked him through it. Soon they where started.
" They're these terrors, and its like, It feels like as if somebody was gripping my, They're theses terrors and its like...It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat. Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors...They're worse than tremors they're, they're theses terrors
Like last night, uh, they're not like tremors...They're worse than tremors they're, they're theses terrors...And its like, It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat...And squeezing and It feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat..." Frankie said into their mic, their voice auto tuned to make it high pitched at places. The rest of the friends sitting near to hear.
" Some say, now suffer all the children, And walk away a savior, Or a madman and polluted
From gutter institutions, Don't you breathe for me, Undeserving of your sympathy, 'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did, And through it all, How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it... So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye, And sleep! Just sleep! " Gerard sang, holy fuck he was good. His higher voice scratchy and perfect for the song. His doe eyes wider, crazy facial expressions making him seen creepy and possessed. Frank going crazy at the guitar, their head boding and banging, their hair in their face as they danced around, killing the guitar. Mikey bouncing his knee, his poker face as he concentrated, he did look attractive. Ray walking around as he played, banging his head making his hair bounce and whip. All the boys in their band but Mikey had longer hair. Rays surely the longest.
" The hardest part is letting go of your dreams...A drink for the horror that I'm in, For the good guys, and the bad guys, For the monsters in our beds, Three cheers for tyranny, Unapologetic apathy,, 'Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again... And through it all, How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it... So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye! And sleep! Just sleep..." Gerard sang. He stepped back, bowing his head like a statue. Frank stepped up to their mic.
" The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen...Sometimes I see flames and sometimes , I see people that I love dying and, it's always..."
Gerard snapped up and to the mic. " Just sleep! Just sleep! Just sleep! Just sleep! Just sleep! Just sleep!... Shit guys we have to go!" He said, breaking his strange character. They all jumped up, everyone in their characters and with their gear. And ran out the door.
Sirdarkofiplier: Ya ready
Ty: Omg who's first?
Anteater: MCR then Panic than TØP
Sirdarkofiplier: People are buying the shirts already...
Breadbin: The bin of wheat is here and I'm fucking ready
Dad: There is a lot of people here from school
Ryguy: And in general
Spence: Yee
Jish: Guys
Jish: The Emo Trinity is rising
Will: I'm proud of u my babies
Mikey: Thanks mother
Will: You're welcome daughter
Mikey: Heheh
Gee: Guys
Gee: My eyeliner is on point
Markiplier: I'm fucking glad Gerard
Ray: Am I the only non gay here?
Will: Yep
Ray: Nice
Mikey: Ray... Not for long
Spence: Heheheh everyone is either gay or was pretending to be straight.
Breadbin: Ray is my straight friend lol
Jish: Ray is the straight fren indeed.
Ty: GUYS THERE IS AT LEAST THREE HUNDRED PEOPLE HERE
Spence: How cool is this!
Ty: honestly I'm not scared
Jacky: Guys we have sold a lot of shirts already
Sirdarkofiplier: Me and Anti r about in introduce Panic to the stage so get fuckin ready
Anteater: Hell yeah!
Jish: Hell yeah!
Breadbin: Hell yeah!
Fronk: HELL YEAH!
Dad: HELL YEAH
Ryguy: Hell yeah!
Mikey: Hell yeah!
Ty: Hell yeah!?
Spence: Hell yeah!
Gee: Hell yeah!
Ray: hell yeah!
Gee: I am now seeing how Mark, Jack, Anti, Will, and Dark are wearing eyeliner which makes me happy
Sirdarkofiplier: The things I do for you
Gee: Suck my dick
Fronk: BOI THATS MINE
Gee: Oh my gawd
Dad: Agreed
Ty: GOOD LUCK AND LETS END THIS
(Ended 8:56 pm)
" Well hello there... Tonight is all about us, sure the school's sick of us, the god damn teenagers who do all this fucking bullshit... The grown ups are sending us to collage, saying that it's for our future and they love us... But it's for their parenting break. Teenagers scare the living shit out of them. So, for our first song, it's all about us, we are My Chemical Romance." Gerard said into the microphone, the kids cheering.
"They're gonna clean up your looks, With all the lies and the books, To make a citizen out of you, Because they sleep with a gun and keep an eye on you son, So they can watch all the things you do...Because the drugs never work, they gonna give you a smirk, 'Cause they've got methods of keeping you clean, They're gonna rip up your head, Your aspersions to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine, They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone will bleed, So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me, The boys and girls in the clique, they all throw names at the stick,You're never gonna fit in much kid, But if your troubled and hurt, What you got under your shirt will make them pay for the things that they did..." He sang, the teens started cheering and clapping along to the beat, not expecting the losers at school to sound like they did.
" They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed, So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose...Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me! They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me, teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me Teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose...Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me!" He finished. All the kids cheered, loud.
" Alright alright alright... So next we have another song called Vampire Money, if you get vibes from Twilight... Fuck you." Frank said into their mic. Gerard smiled, before starting.
" Well are ya ready Ray?" Gerard asked.
" Yeah!" Ray replied.
" How about you Frank?"
" Oh I'm there baby!" Frank replied.
" How about you Moikey?" Gerard asked, using his childhood name.
" Fuckin ready!" Mikey replied.
" Well I think I'm alright... 1-2-3-4! 3-2-1 we came to fuck, everybody party till the gasman comes, sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun, and get a parking violation on La Brea till it's done! Hair black, collar up, jet black so cool. Sing it like the kids that are meant to you!" Gerard sang.
" C'mon!" Frank sang.
" When you want to be a movie star,"
" C'mon!"
" Play the game and take the band real far,"
" Play it right and drive a Volvo car
" C'mon!"
" Pick a fight at an airport bar, The kids don't care if you're all right honey, Pills don't help but it sure is funny, Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon! Hey you look like somebody I used to know!
" And now 3-2-1 we got the bomb, Everybody hurry till the taxman comes, Glimmer like Bolan in the morning sun, And get your finger on the trigger, Tap the barrel of the a gun Hair back, motherfucker! Jet black, so cool, Sing it like the kids that are mean to you!"
" C'mon!"
"When you wanna be a movie star, Play the game and take the band real far. Play it right and drive a Volvo car!"
" C'mon!"
" Pick a fight at an airport bar, The kids don't care if you're all right honey, Pills don't help but it sure is funny, Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon! Fuck yeah...That's right, 1-2-3-4... Well 3-2-1 we came to fuck, Everybody party till the gasman comes, Sparkle like Bowie in the morning sun...And get a parking violation on La Brea till it's done!" Gerard sang, Ray and Mikey going nuts at the guitars. Frankie singing C'mon while playing, bounding around the small stage, Gerard bouncing his knee while he sang, Ray walking around and Mikey bouncing his knee if his spot. The crowd going crazy.
" Hair Back, collar up, jet black, so cool! Sing it like the kids that are mean to you!" The crowd screaming c'mon! with Frankie.
"When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon!). Play the game and take the band real far (c'mon!), Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon!)... Pick a fight at an airport bar, The kids don't care if you're all right honey, Pills don't help but it sure is funny Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon!"
" C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!" Everyone screamed, Mikey, Gerard, Ray, and Mikey accompanied by the audience
" Alright... This next song was inspired by our last encounter with this school... And all our fights...it's called I'm Not Okay."
Everyone loved it, the MCR shirts where almost sold out at the end of their songs. After they played Sleep, and then Helena. The most applauded song was easily I'm Not Okay. They sold at least a hundred shirts right after their songs. At the end they new they had made the crowd happy. No one was even at the fair, only near the stage singing and screaming along. Gerard was at his sassiest on stage, his own character playing and messing around. Frank was ruthless and energetic, Ray calmer but having girls go crazy, and some of the boys.
Next was Panic, (I don't want to show the lyrics ehhh they where I Write Sins Not Tragedies, Victorious, Emperor's New Clothes, Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time, and The Ballad Of Mona Lisa. The crowd fucking loved them, Brendon stripped down to just his tight leather pants making all the girls scream, loud. The song with the most cheers was definitely Victorious. He rounded the crowd up and knocked it dead. At the end, water balloons shot out of the cannons soaking the crowd, making them go crazier.
Last was Twenty Øne Piløts, no one expected them to be good either... But they where by far the most cheered for. With a shirtless Josh Dun, doing backflips and killing on the drums, to a sassy Tyler Joseph playing his damnedest and rocking the whole crowd. They played Car Radio, The Judge, Heavy Dirty Soul, Stressed Out, and Ride. Heavy Dirty Soul was a huge hit, easily the crowds favorite. Tyler had a hanging mic and they wore masks over their heads, when they both froze, the crowd did too... When they got up and started screaming the finish, the crowd did too. All three bands had sold their shirts out. They knew Monday would be a great day, at the end of the night they had to make a speech... This is how it went.
" So this was fun... Thank you guys so much, this is fucking crazy, we will be back, with more new songs and more merchandise and all that shit. We want to thank our managers Dark and Anti, and our co managers and all that Will, Mark, and Jack. And last, we want to say goodbye to two of our band mates, and family. Spencer and Ryan are leaving to Maine tomorrow and this is their first show... And their best. Thank you so much, and we'll see you at school probably getting into another fight!"
Happy new year everyone! I'm so proud of you for surviving, I know 2016 was rough, but you got through it and I'm so fucking proud! Eat, try to sleep, take a deep breathe, and always remember... You still need to change the world.