It surely must be so
Welcome to my little classic rockish and fandomish world. I'll pack here: tags, rants and drafts, lot of oneshots (not crack tho), art stuff and whatever.
Another waste of bytes on the internet ?
Recently I'm too lazy to write a chapter, so I'm stealing starrisonqueer's idea and throwing a responsibility of this chapter on my Original Characters.
This is going to be a mess, but okay... *Leaves*
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*Gathering of 7 people, aka my OCs you're familiar with*
*Jannik and Ulrich are holding hands on a couch* *Arthur is cleaning his knife in a corner, Jeanine's sending him deadly looks* *John, Cut and Ethanaelius I are sitting on chairs, rest of Dirty Landlubbers band is too stoned to come*
Ulrich: Soo... What are we here for?
Jeanine, crime investigator with resting bitch face: To introduce Anaria, or whatever. I don't care. Let's make it quick, I don't have all day.
John, small sweet hippie: *makes flowercrown* Hey, she created us! We live thanks to her.
Cut, pale little bassist: Unfortunately.
Ethanaelius I: Indeed, you all look like she was taking a dump while creating you. Unlike me. *Fixes his hair* I'm a Greater Creature!
Jeanine: *throws chair at him*
Jannik: *turns to Ulrich* can we go home? I felt safer in Auschwitz...
Ulrich: *stands up* Hello! *Noise intensifies* HELLO, TWATS! Ekhm, thank you. Let's not fight and just talk about Anaria in this update, as she wants. Quicker we do it, quicker we go home, right? Soo... She's 17, Polish left-wing trash and I was the same in her age.
Ethanaelius I: Polish? Wonder if you killed her ancestors in WWII, huh? *Chuckles*
Ulrich: How dare y-
John: *raises hand* She seems like a nice person! She always gives hugs and buys people candies and bakes pies! I like her.
Jannik: *murmurs* Of course, because she didn't make your life tragic... Anyway, she likes books so I can forget her a lot.
Ulrich: Neerd.
Jeanine: What can I say? *shrugs* It's a pain in the arse to live in her bloody head, but at least the girl's down to Earth.
John: *smiles and pokes Cut* you're too silent, pal!
Cut: ...
Everyone: *looks at him*
Cut: Aaah, don't look at me! U-uh... She's okay, she likes music, I guess.
Ulrich: This girl has got a good taste, I tell ya! Classic rock is the bomb! The Rolling St- *gets hit by a pillow by Jannik*
Jannik: Don't let him start on rock and roll.
Ethanaelius I: I'M THE GODDESS OF ROCK!!
Cut: Oh my God, they're starting again...
*O Fortuna starts playing in the background*
Jannik: *lays on Ulrich's shoulder* she brought weird people that obsess us in here... I feel them stairing at us... For some reason...
Ulrich: I obsess us too. *picks Jannik's nose*
Jeanine: Uh, I could arrest you all for being openly queer, with Anaria on the top of it.
Ethanaelius I: *throws rotten apple in her face and laughs*
Jeanine: YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS, BOY *look at this chubby woman throwing 6'2" man over the room*
Ethanaelius I: *hides behind Cut* PROTECT YOUR LEADER.
John: Hey, peace and love, remember??
Ffassan, stupid demon with horns all over face: *Pokes his head through the door* BUY MY POETRY! FREE AUTOGRAPH INSIDE!
Ulrich: *Picks Jannik up and walks quietky out of the room* goodbye, readers, hope you've had better day than us. *Runs away*
Jannik: Uh, bye!
*Cut hides under the table while Jeanine is pointing gun at Ethanaelius I*
