RAMPAGE. [II AU] (abandoned/discontinued)

[5]

It was early morning, Knife woke up first. He wasn't in the mood for anything. The first thing he did was dress up very lazily like always. He wrote a small note for Trophy, in case he worried where he went. Knife left his room, exiting their house.

Knife walked on the sidewalk, his boots clanking on the rocks and pebbles. He walked to the bar again, it was the only place that would give him some sort of comfort. It was rowdy, but he didn't mind, unlike Trophy who just criticizes the place. Once he walked in, A Stalker's Tango was playing. There were two singers on stage, one looked familiar.

One of them had orange hair. His hair was in a ponytail, it was short and silky, it was like he wore hair gel everyday, just like Trophy. His eyes were green and bright, it shined like spring. He was wearing a large black boa, with an orange suit and tie. The tie had a much brighter orange than the suit. He wore some sort of fancy black shoes as well. He had slight makeup on his face, Knife could tell. He had a slight blush and golden eyeshadow.

The other boy had short white hair with blue and pink highlights. One of his eyes were blue, while the other was red, they shined like sapphires and rubies. He wore a light-pink flower on his hair, and his outfit was somewhat formal. He had a pastel-blue vest with a pink bow tie. He had a white school-like shirt under his vest, the sleeves were baggy, it went all the way down to his elbows. He wore dark blue baggy jeans with a light-pink belt attached to it. The belt had a silver heart in the middle. And lastly, he wore black tennis shoes, nothing too fancy.

Both of the boys had their names on a name tag, it read, 'OJ' and 'Paper'. There was a really small text underneath it, Knife didn't know what it read. The singers were almost done with their song. In the end, they slowly leaned up to each other until their lips pressed together, kissing each other softly. The orange-haired boy, known as OJ, cupped Paper's cheeks gently as they kissed. The kiss was a perfect conclusion to the song. Everyone in the audience cooed, clapping at their performance. For some reason, the bar was always so soothing and calm whenever it was early in the morning, at night, it was like a drunk festival, or a loud concert.

OJ and Paper bowed to the crowd, "Next song in thirty minutes!" OJ announced in the microphone, waving off. They went backstage.

Knife smiled slightly, setting himself down on the bar. There was a mysterious girl on the edge of the seats, she had multi-colored hair. It was dirty blonde hair with red and green highlights. Her hair was short and straight, she had neon tomato and lettuce hair clips. Her style was almost exactly like Cheesy's except it's an actual outfit, unlike a suit. She had a green neon shirt with many details onto it, it was hard to describe, but it was bright. She had a neon pink skirt with black zig-zag design across the skirt. She had stickers all over her face, stars especially. She had fishnets around her arms, and mix-matched leg warmers on her legs. She wore black boots. She looked like a highlighter.

Unexpectedly, the singers from the stage came to the bar as well, it seemed like they were taking a break before they sang their other song. Paper only had water, while OJ got wine. They each got a smiley face sticker from Cheesy. Cheesy only had two packets of stickers, smiley faces and stars. Nobody was bothered about it, everyone knew he gave stickers out.

OJ turned to Knife, "You seem familiar.." He muttered, narrowing his eyes as he began to think.

"You might know me in general, or because of Trophy." Knife shrugged, chuckling lightly.

"Oh..! Yeah! Trophy." OJ exclaimed, snapping his fingers as he remembered, "You're friends of Trophy, right?" He asked, drinking some of his wine.

Knife nodded, "Yep, that's me. I knew Trophy was popular in this place, so I expected you to know him as well." He said, cackling softly, "You sang well on stage by the way." Knife added. He turned to Cheesy ordering a beer.