emo band texts 2 // emo quartet au

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sunday
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mar 15th, 2026
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11:16 PM / 23:16
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"Fuckin' Jersey, man. This is our last fifteen minutes on stage for a while— actually we're going on our European tour in like a month," Mai laughed into her mic, because for once, she was standing in the front with a mic, instead of sitting behind a drum set.

Mostly because everyone was standing around with mics, sitting on amps and shit.

"We still need a band to tour with," Raven stated, sitting on the amp Luna's guitar was previously plugged into.

"Get off my fucking amp, Cheryl," Luna snarled, causing Raven to stand up and roll her eyes.

"Oh, I guess we do still need someone," (Y/N) flipped her mic in the air and failing at catching it, watching as it fell to the floor, facing one of the amps, which means loud ass f e e d b a c k .

"(Y/N)!" Frank screeched as (Y/N) quickly swiped up the mic.

"Oh fuck off, Frank."

"no u"

"Oh?"

"Anyways," Mikey jumped off of stage, walking up to barricade.

"Who should we tour with in Europe?" He pointed the mic to a random boy in the crowd with bright blue hair.

"PANIC! AT THE DISCO!" The blue haired boy shouted, causing Mikey to chuckle, pointing the mic back to himself.

"Don't think glittery pop would be the most complimentary to angsty punk rock. Plus, Brendon and (Y/N) would fight a lot."

"I feel more like everyone would fight with Brendon, to be honest," Otto laughed.

"True," Mikey turned around and snapped finger guns at the taller brunette.

"How about you?" Mikey walked to the opposite end of the barricade, pointing the mic at a girl with a white flower crown and curly, lavender hair.

"ALL TIME LOW!" The girl screeched.

"Hmm, better. I've talked to Jack and Alex a few weeks ago about bringing them on tour with us."

"WE NEED THAT JALEX COMPETITION!" A random kid in the crowd shouted exceptionally loud.

"YES! YES WE DO," Frank agreed.

"That... If y'all were to ship me and Luna it wouldn't be 'Jalex' anymore, but okay..." Mikey awkwardly said, walking a few steps to the left side of the barricade. "Also, shut the fuck up Frank I am literally going to kill you.

"Hmph, you were being nice to me last night, wonder what happened," Frank muttered into his mic, causing Mikey to look back at him with a look of horror on his face.

"I've just confirmed that we're never going on tour with My Chemical Romamce ever again."

"BUT—"

"RAVEN, SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"Raycest is way better than Jalex," Gerard stated, causing Geoff to shoot his head in Gerard's direction.

"No way. Jalex is OBVIOUSLY the better choice—"

"Are we seriously bickering over ships?" (Y/N) laughed.

"I know, right? We all know that Frerard trumps both of those," slutty Michael stated.

"wOAH WOAH WOAH," (Y/N) stood up quickly.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna go die now," Gerard and Frank said in unison, then looked at each other with the expression of "bro! twins!"