It was Sunday. Lincoln was preparing for this Danny guy to come over. He had memorized the albums given to him by Jay. He had never known Danny; he just heard his name thrown around at school a couple of times before.
He was currently in the garage with Luna's mic set up. It wasn't the mic that she normally used, it was like some backup or something, she never used it. It worked amazing, though.
He then heard a knock on the door.
"Come on in!" he said.
It opened up to Danny and Jay.
"Hey, Jay." Lincoln said as he fist bumped Jay.
"I'm assuming you're Lincoln Loud?" Danny asked.
"Yep. I'm assuming that you're Danny Connor?" Lincoln asked.
"That's right." Danny said.
Lincoln offered his hand out to Danny who then shook his hand.
"Alright. Let's get this going." Jay said as he plugged in his and Danny's guitars.
"Sounds rockin'" Danny said as he went to his guitar.
"Alright, let's play the Four Horsemen." Jay said, "Lincoln, you down?".
"Let's roll it." Lincoln said.
The two guitarists played the riff in harmony. Lincoln was really impressed with their playing. When it was his time to sing, he went up to the mic.
"By the last breath of the fourth winds blow
Better raise your ears
The sound of hooves might knock at your door
Lock up your wife and children now
It's time to wield the blade
For now, you've got some company!"
The chorus came in
"The horsemen are drawing nearer
On the leather steeds they ride
They've come to take your life
On through the dead of night
With the four horsemen ride
So choose your fate and die!"
"Woah, woah, woah, STOP!" Danny said, "Lincoln that was badass!".
"Heh... thanks..." Lincoln said shyly.
"Like, seriously, I'd say the three of us are in a band now!" Danny said.
Jay nodded in agreement.
"Really?" Lincoln asked.
"That's right, man. But first..." Danny said as he played the beginning riff to Surfacing (Slipknot), "I want to test your growling and screaming.".
Then Jay joined.
When Lincoln's time came up, he went up to the mic.
"Fuck you all!"
Needles to say, they were impressed with his scream.
"Running out of ways to run
I can't see, I can't be
Over and over and under my skin
All this attention is doing me in!"
"Fuck it all! fuck this world!
Fuck everything that you stand for!
Don't belong! don't exist!
Don't give a shit!
Don't ever judge me!"
"That's enough." Danny said, "You're in, Linc."
Lincoln's face lit up as he heard this.
"Oh, and Lincoln?" Jay asked.
"Yeah?" Lincoln asked.
"You regularly wear that shirt?" Jay asked.
"Yeah." Lincoln said.
"Well, burn it." Jay said.
"Why?" Lincoln asked.
"Because I got something way better for you." Jay said as he pulled out a bunch of heavy metal shirts.
Metallica shirts, Black Sabbath shirts, Pantera shirts, Slipknot shirts, etc.
"Whoa!" Lincoln said.
"That's right." Jay said.
"I get to keep these?!" Lincoln said, "Oh, goodbye orange! This is the new me!".
He then took off his orange shirt and put on a Metallica shirt.
"Also, your hair." Danny said as he messed with Lincoln's hair.
"Don't forget the eyeliner or the bracelets." Jay said as he started putting black makeup under Lincoln's eyes.
After that, Danny put two spiky bracelets around his wrists.
Lincoln then looked into the mirror and smiled at what he saw.
"Hell yeah..." he said as he slowly put both his hands into "🤘🏻🤘🏻"
He wasn't really sure, but when he thinks that possibly at the moment that he said, "Hell yeah...", he thinks his voice actually cracked. He thinks that was the moment his voice started deepening.
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Meanwhile in a random, dim and empty basement somewhere in Royal Woods with the walls covered in spray paint, there is a boy who is slightly younger than Danny, Jay, Billy and Ricky but still slightly older than Lincoln. He has grey eyes and a buzzcut with pale skin. He is wearing a starter cap sideways, a black wifebeater, and black trackpants with grey and white stripes.
He is currently behind a DJ set, playing the turntables. "Alright, everyone, you want the mix master?!" he cheered to his imaginary audience, which he then imitated a crowd cheering. "W- W- We are! The Pu- Pulse of the Ma- Ma- Ma- Maggots!" the sample played as he scratched the turntable, after that, he then went to the Eyeless sample and let it roll for a little bit. After that, he scratched the turntable and played with the sample.
"I AM! Th- The Damaged On- One! All my l- l- life and the D-D- Done!" he scratched that on repeat for a while.
That's when the sample was playing, he took off the record and went to his case. The boy opened his case and put the record back in the right file. He then took out another disc, closed the case and put it on the turntable.
"Yo- Yo- You are Wr- Wr- Wrong, Wr- Wrong, Fu- Fucked, and Overra- ra- ra- ra- ra- rated -ted -ted!" He had a little more scratching fun. "If you're FI- FI- FIVE FIVE FIVE, Then I'm SI- SI- SIX SIX SIX!" went on.
After a little while, he heard his phone buzz. He picked up his phone and saw a notification. "Cody, come up. Dinner's ready." the text said. "THANK YOU ALL FROM THE BEST #1 DJ IN THE STATE OF MICHIGAN!" he said to his nonexistent crowd as he went upstairs.
End of chapter 3
