Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25083348-20151029010425/@comment-26826553-20151030111529

Pepper-pult: Oh yeah, here comes the old school...

Fire Peashooter: Are these metal clothes really necessary?

Pepper-pult: What, they're fireproof. And hey, you're one bada** rockah, mate!

(jumps on stage)

ARE YAH READY TO ROCK???!!!

(crowd cheers)

OH YEAH!!!

Fire Peashooter: I take those old records off the shelf, I sit & listen to them by myself, today's music ain't got the same soul, I like that old time rock n' roll!

(spews fire into the sky)

Pepper-pult: She's got eyes that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, when everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky!

(lobs several exploding peppers into the air, crowd goes wilder)

Both: WHOA!WHOA!WHOA! SWEET CHILD O' MINE!

WHOAWHOAWHOAWHOA SWEET LOVE OF MINE!

HERE I AM! ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE!

HERE I AM! ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE!

(the stage melts as the crowd goes far more wilder, while both strangle their guitars to the max)

SWEET SWEET SWEET VICTORY, YEAH!

IT'S ALL FOR THE TAKING! IT'S ALL FOR THE FIGHT!

Pepper-pult: I wanna see yah throw your hands in the air people!

ROCK & ROLL TO THE F***ING WORLD!!!

(deafening applause beyond comprehension)