Friend guddalo modda

Met this girl in clg, we were really good friends I mean I wasn't that much into her. We were just normal friends, slowly I started having feelings on her. I wasn't sure to confess it cuz she was already in relation with some other dude, so I left her alone nd gave her dat space. Time flew away we both got passed out from college and slowly day by day all I got was slow replies and boring ass txts from her, by seeing those replies my instincts got kicked in that she's about to ghost me and she really did.
We both lost connection I was busy with my job nd life, and she was with her's. I used to remember and miss her few times and out of the blue maybe after year later she started send reels nd all. I used to send her back nd forth. We both stared getting close to each other share everything, meet and hangout together.
So one day I just got had few beers nd went all in and started telling her that I used to have crush on her and how much I loved to spend time with her each and every bit I like about her and all the funniest moment with her and I finally told her that she was my crush and I like her very much.
She too told that she liked me. We are in an almost a year of relationship, it was up's nd down by the end of the day we love eachother. We both are clingy together that much how we like each other.
Now the main thing is dat She started acting weird like she wants all my attention on her attention ivakapote she'll get mad and annoyed. Even tho there's some misunderstanding between us I'm the one to tell her sorry and convince her. Man like urke alguthundi chinna chinna danki if I just raise my voice and tell her she'll cry . There were many times I postponed my plans just to make her feel good and spend my time with her. Recently I saw that she's having an fake account she never mentioned about it never my initial thought was she she's still stalking her ex. Ee modda gadu okadu madylo, the thing is that I never kepth anything secret from her she knew about my ex past stories I never hid it, but when I ask her about him she changes the topic and pretends to tell something.
Too many doubts in my head, about all of this please I need help what to do.?

Avi Nenu 9 th lo unna rojulu.Appatlo naaku oka close friend undhi .We were so close,asalu 2 days kantey ekku chooskopothey undalekapoyey vallam.It slowly turned into love for both.Daridram entante Nenu Okasari Typhoid valla exam fail ayyanu .So as per low marks nannu kindha section move chesaru.Appatlo pedda Chaduvu biddani kadhu kani I balanced my life well with 85 % and full to chillar fun with friends.Once I went to Lower section it was like humiliation for me ,So I decided anni pakkana petti Half-yearly ki malli higher section undali ani Thanani dooram pettanu (Hadvidi Modda).Atla kontha kalam tarvatha godava ayyindhi.konni rojulu dooram unnam but both of us can't get over each other.
Ego issues vacheysai iddarki.Iddaram thaggaledhu.
Appatlo summer ki maa ammama valla uriki vellevadni.Akkada Oka ammai same ilane friend.Tarvatha close gaa move ayyi we got into a deep relation for very long time 7 years.
Then Again Btech 2nd year, First ammai again came closer to my life,Thanaki oka boyfriend unnadu ippudu (Hi ,Bye types undhi appatidaka).Now both of us were Individually in relationship with others.
She(First girl is known well in my house).So one day she came over to my house just to visit and have chat.My mom after while went to speak to pakkinti aunty. At some point while we were chatting our both eyes contacted.Not sure what happened to me but my feelings came back totally for her .I love her again now.I confessed her I still love her and she said the same.My world went upside down.
The only thing that is stopping us is our other relationships. Pedda pathithlam,We wanted to loyal to whoever we are having indvidually now.
Cut chesthey second ammai who I am in relationship has told me that her father is seeing matches.She is a B.com and I am Btech,so naaku appatiki inka job ledu.So we both took a drastic step of conveying it to her parents. The father obviously did not agree and there was a lot of drama.I asked By end of my 4th year I will get a job.After all the drama we both broke up and had parted our ways.
I have become alcoholic and serial traveller.It was like a hit to me to travel .
4th Year completed and i got placed into MNC with moderate package (4.5 LPA).Ippudu I am single but my first love is with her boyfriend.I did not want to face her after my feeling came back ,cuase I want her life to go smooth unlike mine.
Cut chesthey Covid.Iddaram maa home town lo unnam,After Lockdown we were hanging out well. At some point I got to know she had clash with her boyfriend and they are not dating anymore.But still I don't want to shoot my shot because i will be seen as opputunist. But she was very much into me,I tried intenetionally ignoring her so she hates me (I was afraid to get into relation after the first breakup).But she doesn't stop showing me her affection.Eventually we both got back to same euphoria of 9th class (okka roju kuda chooskokunda undalekepovadam).
After a few days I kissed her ( cheek midha ehe) .She was happy.After some days his boyfriend with suicide tendencies show up in her life again.As per her explanation it was a toxic relation.He cant see her with other guy or she cant hangout with the friends.So I gave them their space.But at that part of time I was fully into her affection.could not get over her.But I did what was right thing.We still hanged out very well as her boyfriend is in Hyd. The time has come for her marriage now .(27 year olds now).
Her Boyfriend I guess blackmailed her(I don't know what exactly he did).But she conveyed indirectly that she wish that marriage breaks some how(Either clash b/w families or clash with caste).
I just againconveyed her that I love her . With Watery eyes she neither Denied nor accepted the proposal.I was Close to their family so received a invitation straight from her father. I was in my home town on the day of marriage but I had no guts to see her standing next to other man.Now I am technically single again.I can't get over her( Might be cause of First love).She was all smiling and happy on the day of marriage (Got photos in whatsapp group).So I thought it was all just a time pass with and let her GO. But as per recent developments she is still into me(she enquires my whereabouts and how I am doing with mutual friends, Dose not like picture of me standing next to someone(same behaviour when we were dating)).I am doing whatever I can best do(Ignoring her as much as possible).Though she is into me, I see DP's of her and husband (hugging).
Maybe I am just being delusional. Life oka Zindagi aypoindhi mastaru.
Endhuko share cheyalani anipinchindhi friends. She is still in my mind. I am not able to focus on anything.Moveon avthunnanu 1 week Tarvatha I again go back to thinking of her.Sed Lyf
Not sure where my life is taking me I feel lost.

Imagine living trough a whole decade of pure hell. Seeing your friends, family being eaten alive. Your hometown, city and life in ruins. Only because Marley said so. And then once there is finally hope to have freedom and peace for your people, some group of foreigners basically give your people the ultimatum telling you ''haha you either get castrated by zeke's plan or have the whole world murder your entire race because somehow you should pay for what some king did 2000 years ago''.
Imagine living and hearing all that and not wanting to shoot some modda fuggas through their brains.
If I was a soldier on Paradis , I most definitely would have join the Yeagrists rather than trusting the military who don't have any plan of their own and they were trying to kill the only hope(Eren) by feeding him to someone else on the time of war and make their own Queen a baby making machine and push their problems to next generation after living your 50-60 years of life.

It was the first day of our university, and there were no classes going on. only orientation, the ones where we introduced ourselves, our background, where we from the usual stuff.
On the very first day during one of those classes, when everyone was giving their introductions one by one, I wasn’t really paying attention to any of those details as it’s the usual boring stuff.
It is then I heard your voice, you mentioning how your father works for ISRO as a Scientist, and that phrase from you was a head turner for me, Why you ask? It was because all those other parents professions were boring to me. Being a sapiosexual, I was intrigued by the thought of how a scientist’s daughter would look like.
There you were “Ganjai thota lo Tulasi mokka” laga, when every other girl is wearing T-shirt and Jeans, there you were in your traditional green chudidhar, and a Single Braid with Jasmine Flowers on it. Though, you had braces on they looked like an ornament on that gorgeous smile of yours.
I still vividly remember the moment I first saw you, they say every major memory in your life flashes before your eyes, when you’re dying. I have no doubt that I’ll be seeing your face when it happens to me.
Coming back to day 1, I knew those butterflies that I was feeling when I saw you did’t matter because it was silly. That classes that we attended then, aren’t permanent and we’ll be shuffled eventually after a week. So, I had 0 expectations on whatever that I was feeling.
Skip to Day 5, it was the last day in those temporary sections. An attender walked-in with a bunch of papers announcing every section and who belongs to which. thought I know there’s only a slight chance of us being in the same section, I was hoping to hear both our names under a same section, stupid me. The attender didn’t announce your name, but did mine and after a few names later moved on to the next section.
I was disappointed a bit, ngl.
Turn to next Monday, I’ve arrived to the class early and waiting for it to start. Oh Boy, I wish I wasn’t sitting in first bench that day. you walked into the class with your grey backpack. I couldn’t believe my eyes, I wasn’t expecting to see you again. Just then you came sat next to me in the first bench of the girls row. The amount of dopamine that my brain produced was off the charts, my heart rate went up, I can’t feel my face. I have never experienced such euphoria before.
I was never confident around you, I couldn’t look at you with a steady heart beat. was always anxious around you and never talked to you IRL. I’ve always texted you and I was talkative in them and mute when I’m next to you in-person. Used to ask you things that I already know just so that I can have a conversations with you, and that’s the best flirting tactics that my 16 y/o brain can come up with.
Used to bug my older brother with our stupid year 1 physics questions, just so that I can explain them to you. I like that part, I really do cherish those few months when you didn’t hate me. liked the way you treated me, you were genuine and understanding even though we were friends only for a few weeks. I opened up about my childhood and didn’t really expect you to support me. I still very much remember those words you told me, about how it’s all going to be okay, and how I’ll be achieving all my dreams one day. I wish I could turn back time just to experience those few good moments with you.
Your birthday was exactly one month after mine, but you were 11 months older than me, regardless, it was workshop lab for us. You were done with your crafting and were leaving off to your hostel. Anxious me called you and you came to me and I wished you a very happy birthday and gave you the silk caramel that bought for you. You initially refused saying that there’s no need for this but I insisted you have it. You were all giggly when you walked away, I could kill just to live that moment again.
A few days later a girl in our class asked me “em maya chesav [myname], [hername] ki?”, i was gullible, she might’ve been just fucking with me. regardless what she said next changed the course of my life. she said “nuvvu tanaki silk icchav kada, appudu blush ayinanta life lo inkeppudu blush avvaledhu anta” inka “hostel lo anta ne perey anta, verey topic matladadhu anta” ngl, e rendu sentences na jeevitanni modda gudipesayi.
Oka ganta nundi Type chestunna inka story 1st sem lone undi, inta varaku opikaga chadivi unte thank you appreciate your time and effort.

Caste sangati devudergu, kani maa ollu nannu na mardal ni chesko mani savadengutarayya. Chinnapati nundi kalisi perigam, she's also one of my closest friends. Naku pelli cheskune feelings levu ante intlo vallu balavantam chestuntaru.
Ma mama lanjoduku, chinapudu asalu nanu na mardal toh adaniche vade kadu. ippudu MNC lo manchi job ragane, na kuthruni chesko, na kuturni chesko, na kuthurne chesko ani dengudu. Atha muchataite inko level asalu, ma ammamma deggariki poyi edustundi. Ammamemo, naku ekuva kalam ledu, miridaru pelli chesukunte chusi chadam ani korikanta.
Arey tanu na first cousin ra, chinnapati nundi kalisi perigam and she was like another sister to me. Na lyf lo unna anni vishayaalu tanatoh share cheskuntunde. Ipudu pelli cheskomante ela? Asalu tappu antha aa thanade, poi poi ma ammamma guddalo elu pettindi. Bawa di nadi height saripotunda ani aagatam avasarama? Ippudemo mosalolu denguthurru
Naku asalu ame toh pelli ane thought eh edo la undi. This won't work out ani iddriki telusu, kani intlo valla dengudu. Anta problem ithe ame abortion karchulanni nen pettukunta, kani maku pelli cheyakandi, please.
Account chusi post chudara, laude fellows? Anduke real account nundi shitpost esa...

Monna SRH match apudu uppal stadium lo friends to match chudataniki vella. One of my favorite cricketers (Whom I won't name) was playing the game, so I asked him for a selfie. Anthe iga, lanjoduku edo vaadi asthi adiginatha build up dengadu.
Enthuku villaki intha pogaru? Edo cricketer ithe edo prapancham mottam valla chuttu trigutunate build-up dengutharu. Erri pukoniki gatha 2 years ga national team lo place ledu kani denge kathalaki em takuva ledu. Entha arrogant ga reject chesadante vaani dawada ponti rapp ani okati dengabudaindi.
Malli vaadi modda ki guards okati. Naa phone camera on chese lopale nannu round up chesaru. Tapinchukune time kuda ivakunda na meda patti, kanisam nagnam ga unna ani kuda chuda kunda, pitch mida nundi lagesaru.

This is my first post here and I'm sorry it's a rant, lately I have been seeing a lot of shit talk about this sub on how Vizag us boring, toxic, polluted Yada Yada yada shit. So if you have the rights to talk shit about my city, then I have every right to defend it. So first things first we are not a tier 1 city So don't come here expecting last stop connectivity like you'll find in Hyderabad or Delhi. And, yeah meme conservative aithe yeti ippudu raathiri ontigantaki bar ki elli roadlu meedha padipomu, LSD cheyyamu, heroin shoot cheyyamu, but Maa laga meeru eppudu enjoy cheyaleru asala, and lastly for the self hating cucks who have never even stepped foot outside Vizag, and think Vizag is shit, I have friends from all over India, from Jammu to Kanya Kumari, and all of them have a sweet spot for vizag so much so that many of them aftertheir fathers retired from Navy they chose no to go back to north or their hometown, but settled in Vizag, so meeru konchum thaggandi I will honestly say to you Vizagiites are one of the most nicest people in India, so start appreciating what you have. And if you still hate Vizag for not having adhi idhi na modda and shit get the fuck out of here fam the natives(us) like it the way it is, go to some soulless city like Delhi or smth, you don't deserve a gift like Vizag. Sulla downvote cheskuntaro na modda cheskuntaro cheskondi. Na lavadalo Gola sub lo iravai naalugu gantalu.

after Fleur's return and OG's elimination
Lisbon: Whew! God that was intense.
Lisbon CF: I am counting my blessings that I am still in this race. I was dangerously close to that lipsync and had I gone against Unieke or OG? I don't think I would be sitting here right now. But you know I'm like a cat. I have nine lives and I still have a couple more to use!
Ebony: Unieke, how are you feeling after that?
Unieke: I don't quite know what to think. I'm mad at myself for letting myself do poorly. But there is something about lipsyncing for your life that puts everything into perspective and is oddly relaxing. Outside of this, I'm lipsyncing four or five nights a week, it's what I do. Being on a stage and performing tonight felt like such a rush and a release of energy.
Unieke CF: If these girls thought I was scary before, they have a big storm coming. Performing is like a drug to me and I just got my fix. My sights are set on the crown and I won't stop until I get there.
Anthyy: She barely left but welcome back Fleur!!
Fleur: Thank you. Congratulations on the win, you deserve it!
Anthyy: Well, we both won! You slayed too so be proud of yourself.
Fleur CF: Anthyy is a great friend of mine. Helping her win the challenge last week makes me so happy. However, I am mentally checked out of this competition. I mean come on, I've already gone home!
Ebony: That was really fun. Jords, you're sickening. I'm glad we were able to work together.
Jords: Me too! Having a better understanding of each other really shifted our dynamic. Friends?
Ebony: Co-workers...
Jords: Friendly co-workers?
Ebony: Fine. We are officially friendly co-workers!
Sharris: I wanted to say something really quick. I have loved sharing this experience with each of you. Which is why it hurts to say that I think I'm leaving tonight.
Anthyy: What!? You did great, you weren't even close to going home!
Sharris: Since day one, I have been judged really hard, and I'm very frustrated that Micro can't see the personality, Because I am so fucking real, you have no idea. And I don't feel that I am being understood here. I am beautiful. I'm a beautiful person internally and on the outside, and its so, so frustrating to me that that image does not seem to be conveyed. Week after week when we come into elimination round, I am so negatively critiqued.
Ebony: Sharris, stop. Sleep on this and get some rest.
Fleur: It's really easy for you to say that Ebony. You have gotten nothing but praise from Micro. Don't you dare act like you know what it feels like to get overlooked by the judges every week. You don't know shit.
Ebony: Really Fleur? If you wanna go, let's go. You're jealous. You are so jealous and so bitter that you showed up here thinking you were the one and every week, I've showed you up. I'm done acting like I haven't excelled here. I have worked my ass off and it shows. If you don't want to be here, get the fuck out. But what you're not about to do is tell me how I feel or how I should be talking to my friend. Congrats on coming back. Congrats on being paired with Anthyy. We all know how she carried you tonight. Enjoy your stay here, it'll be over soon! Mwah
The Next Day
5 queens enter the workroom, Sharris and Fleur are both absent
Jords: Uh...why are there only five of us?
Ebony: Damn.
Jords: What?
Ebony: Going back to the hotel last night, I really did not expect for Sharris to leave.
Anthyy: You think she's gone for good??
Ebony: Sharris isn't the type of person to just not show up. If she's not here, it's for a reason.
Anthyy: Honestly, I'm really upset about Fleur not being here. We worked so hard to bring her back into the race and then she goes right back to not caring about what happens. It's not fair.
Lisbon: I think all of us can vouch for how much our partners in the last challenge wanted to return. Fleur is my girl but throwing away that opportunity when so many people wanted it, it's messed up.
Unieke CF: The tension in the workroom is thicker than my ass after a barbecue. We all thought we were walking into the top seven. And there are only five of us here. It just feels weird!
Micro swings the door open and walks in
Micro: Hey hey hey! Wait, where are Fleur and Sharris?
Jords: We haven't seen them since last night.
Micro: Really? That is very disappointing to hear. I'm gonna see what I can do to figure this out but the show must go on for right now and hopefully they will return soon! How about a little mini challenge?! I need each of you to get up in your best judicial drag and tell the world about a law that needs to be passed! You have ten minutes, go!
the queens rush over to the mirrors to get into their robes
Ebony grabs a gavel and chases Anthyy around the room with it
Micro: All rise, for the cast of Micro's Drag Race!
Anthyy: Good morning honorable judges. We all gathered here to discuss and pass a new law about why Unieke a drag queen from a house of UV who is suspected of being too talented. Should be forever banned from competing in races. First and foremost she is just too good! She never did atrocious in her run this season. Next argument I have to point out is the fact that you can not even try to go up against a lip moving to a melody fight because you automatically fail. Which is unfair to the rules! My last argument I prepared is the fact that she is a threat to everyone in the competition, because she has a very dangerous panda on set which may attack with her claws any second! I hope you judges will consider my request and bring the law into effect soon. If the law comes to life make sure to arrest Micronesiarain for letting her stay last week!
Ebony: The one thing I think should be made immediately legal is... murder! Because sometimes, a bitch wanna kill!
Jords: You need a law that needs to be passed? Talk about the fact that the wigs that Ant-Nita wears are HIDEOUS! You must have another one up in there. They look like the bush at the Hudson River where they do the nigerian thursday chant. LORD, throw them in the bin or donate them to the 13th reason why. Pass this law and I won't even hesitate to light those bitches on fire!
Lisbon: This law must be passed because I said so or you will get the...electric chair!
Unieke: What law needs to be passed!?! ME CARRYING AROUND ALL OF THIS ASSS!!! Everytime I walk it’s like a round of applause from a theatre full of thousands of people….sniffles it’s music to my ears..BUT THEN HERE COME A LIL PIGGY SAYING “HEY! YOU! MA’AM!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING BEING DOUBLE CHEEKED UP ON A TUESDAY MORNING LIKE THAT!? YK ITS ILLEGAL!!!” As I turned around and my ass clapped, I told him “IT IS NOT MY FAULT FOR THESE VOLUPTUOUS CAKES TO BE SO FAT!! I just hope y’all can understand my struggle sniffles it’s three much for me..
Micro: Points were made, points were made! The winner of the mini challenge is Jords! Congratulations queen.
Jords: Thank you, finally I win something!!
Micro: Alright, moving on! Quick question. How many of you have been in handcuffs?
Unieke: Eowwww you know that's your girl!
Micro: For this week's main challenge, all of you will be going to jail.
Unieke CF: Oh hell no! Not those kind of handcuffs!
Micro: Unfortunately, my lawyers said I can't actually send you all to jail. But I can make you compete in challenges and let's be real, that's worse than prison! Today, you will be over acting in the new hit TV show "Scared Sort of Straight". Create your own misunderstood teen character and most importantly, make me laugh!
the queens scatter across the workroom preparing their scripts
Ebony CF: In this challenge, not only do we have to act, but we have to come up with our own concept and write this whole script. This is something I'm really passionate about! My creative writing has gotten me nominated for three "Babybel Peace Prizes" so yeah...be scared.
Jords: Lord I make myself laugh!! Whew I need to breathe I can't with this. Oh I can't put that in, oh bitch I can't.
Unieke CF: I'm over here minding my own damn business, writing my script. And Jords is over there like a black Alyssa Edwards laughing at her own jokes. I mean really, bless her heart.
Anthyy sits with an empty notebook
Anthyy CF: Everyone seems to have an idea of what they want to do with this challenge. I have never seen a show like this before. I am starting to get really stressed. I've been gaining confidence with each challenge but this whole thing is making me feel like I'm not deserving of being here. When we go out there, I don't know what I'm going to do. Everything is falling apart.
Lisbon writes down eight pages of lines
Lisbon CF: I know I was confident about my rope look and we saw how that worked out. But this challenge is just clicking with me! I'm writing and writing like Sherry Pie putting out a new casting call for a musical. These other girls think I'm the next to go? Hmm...we'll see about that one!
Micro walks into the workroom
Micro: Hey queens. Come on over to the table.
queens gather with Micro around the table
Micro: I wanted to provide an update on the situation with Fleur and Sharris. They have both decided that they did not want to show up today. Actions have consequences. As much as it hurts to say this, both of them have been eliminated from the competition. I hope we see them at the reunion.
At this stage in the competition, having five of you was not something I had anticipated. After the sudden departure of Fleur and Sharris, I made some phone calls. And I am pleased to announce that OG will be re-entering the competition and rounding out our top six. I hope you all understand this decision and welcome her back with open arms. Come on in OG!
OG runs into the workroom and glares at all the queens before laughing and running over to hug them all
OG CF: I'm baaaack! I got a call from Micro that she needed a queen so here I am. And this time, I am focused and won't get in my own way!
Micro: Now, this is unprecedented and as I'm sure you all know, we're about to hit the runway. For OG, this means you only have thirty minutes to get ready. If you want this, show it to me. I know you can do it. Good luck and I will see all of you soon!
Micro leaves the workroom
Unieke: Welcome back sis! You have got to work fast to make this work.
OG: All I wanted was a second chance and I got it. I'm not gonna complain about the time. I'm back and I've gotta get it together!
Lisbon CF: OG is back in the competition and I am getting nervous. She only has a short amount of time to get her script ready and prepare for the runway. But if any queen can pull it off, it's her. I can't count her out tonight.
Ebony accidentally handcuffs herself to one of the wig heads as the queens rush to the runway
Ebony: Help! Heeeelp!
Runway
the lights flash as Micro struts down in her look
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Micro Episode 8 Look
Micro: Welcome to Micro's State Prison Race! In this week's challenge, I sent my girls to the slammer as they over acted in "Scared Sort of Straight", a new show covering moody, misunderstood teens as they get straightened out through a day in jail. And in this case, it's less straightening out and more like..."Scared Bicurious"! Now on the runway, category is: Jailbird Chic/Prisoner Perfection!
”bad juju” by Jujubee & Shea Couleé begins playing
Ebony: Bitch I am literally a jail BIRD! I am serving up sexy ass Big Bird who got incarcerated for smacking Kermit upside the head and breaking his skull! Who knew Sesame Street would get so violent baby! Wait, Kermit is not on Sesame Street? Oh... well I was in a cult all my childhood, we only got to watch fucking Arthur dubbed in Russian!
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Ebony Runway
Unieke: For this prisoner runway, I didn’t wanna go the typical prisoner route bc would I even be UNIEKE winks if I did!? For this look tonight, in honor of the newest marvel movie, I am serving you in the process of becoming the prisoner of a symbiote!!! This is by far my most conceptual look thus far and I am looking the judges in the eyes and noticing that they’re EATING IT UP!
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Unieke Runway
Anthyy: It is time for the jail runway! Even though at the first look it may seem like „okay… basic gown… jail give us more?” But I thought about a whole BACKSTORY! Because who doesn’t love a backstory (unless its a one from Lisbon and her team). So you all think miss Anthyy is so nice and all that.. Well wrong… deep down in her heart she is a bad bitch! And bad bitches.. yeah they go to prison. Miss anthyy would be bored in prison next to these men which would most likely give her wpierdol. To stay entertained she decided to create a gown while styling her roommates pajamas in all color. She hand snitched them together and got this! TADAAAA. Micro didn’t always like my hair on this season. So I read that in prison there are no hairstylists! So if micro consider anthyy not to be a hair queen without her paid wigs her bang is weirdly cut because all she head is her hand. Literally no scissors in prison!. On her head she has some pills and a bottle of alcohol which just popped into her head which people in prison tricked her to drink (she didn’t like it) with chains everywhere she is ready to walk down this runway ( even thought it may be a bit hard since she has a huge ball next to her leg.
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Anthyy Runway
Lisbon: I am giving you the sexiest pickpocket of the cell block. It’s campy, it’s hot and it’s so fucking heavy. There is gold on every inch of my body and it looks stunning! I even got vagazzled for this. Am I wanted for stealing, or looking so damn good!
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Lisbon Runway
Jords: Mrs. Steal your stuff! Coming out! Jailbreaker incoming! I am breaking jail with time, get it? I know it doesn't look that stunning, but stunning, but it's smart and the story is the main focus! Time just flies by as of many times i've been in jail, that's why the clock is there. Could have been a wrecking ball, but where is the fun of the story?
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Jords Runway
OG: I BROKE THE MOTHERFUCKING CHAINS! I had to make that joke lmao, I would’ve died of shame had I not! Anyways, this is me proving that I can still do fashion, it’s all natural woman, exactly who OG Goulett is, and plus the tangled orange fabric represents the tangled webs of our legal system. Wow, pretty good for 30 minutes! Anyways, eat me up, I’m here, and you’re not getting rid of me again!
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OG Runway
Micro: Now presenting, the premiere episode of "Scared Sort of Straight"!
Ebony's Story
Confessional: “I am Ebony. You may know me for being in a cult. Little did you know… bitch I WAS the damn cult! PERIOD PAIN!”
A group of teenagers are in an overcrowded prison lunch room. The security guards open up a vaulted door to reveal Ebony, strutting out.
Ebony: “Well… looky loo! A bunch of ugly ass degenerates! Yes, I am Ebony, Mother of the Cult of Thee and I heard you scraggily bitches have been messing around at school!”
One of the teens tries to speak but Ebony throws her furry handcuffs at her. Ebony: “Shut the fuck up! Now… what have you been bitches been sent here for?”
Guard: “This is Annette, she was talking smack in Geology. She said her teacher was an ‘ignatius looking ass’. She meant ‘igneous’.”
Ebony walks up to her: “Oh… so you dumb little freak can’t even get the correct fucking terminology to cuss your own teacher with? HUH? HUH?”
Annette starts screaming and crying.
Xtina: “All of you! You wanna see what happens when you don’t listen to your teachers? THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!” Ebony opens up her tied up blouse to reveal a bunch of fake bloody guts.
The teens start screaming.
Ebony: “ALL I FUCKING WANTED WAS A CULT THAT LOVED AND RESPECTED ME! But those bitches didn’t like the fact that I made them go on diets consisting solely of 3 Musketeers and overripened jackfruit! Noooo! Oh no, those bitches wanted QUALITY FOOD! Well look at me now! They fucking tried to kill me!”
Ebony starts tearing out her fake guts and chomps on them, spreading blood all over her face.
The teens scream and try to exit.
Ebony runs around the lunchroom, throwing pieces of her guts everywhere. One kidney hits Annette square in the face.
Unieke's Story:
My name is Milli and I was brought on this jail tour because ima bad bitch & my mama just clearly don’t understand that! Telling me I’m disobedient, too fast, act like I’m grown…well bitch that’s what happens when you have a mama out slammin her pussy on the floor like a bag of ice!!!
cuts to prison Milli sees inmates looking and staring at her
BOOOO!!! rolls her neck and does a stank face Damn, why tf y’all lookin at me like that!!
back to interview
Appaarrrently my mamas last straw was when I threw a party at the crib and then she caught me!! Talking about how she’s such a good parent, bitch you ain’t ever home!!! Obviously when a bitch home alone, a bitch throw a party. When a bitch throws a party, a bitch gets wasted. When a bitch gets wasted, a bitch sucks some dick, and when a bitch sucks some dick, she gets a train ran on her by 24 guys and a zebra! cuts back to prison
Prisoner: walks up to Milli all in her face YOU THINK THIS A GAME LITTLE GIRL!? HUH!?!
Milli: No but I do think yo breath smells like 40 pounds of bounce that ass!! Get outta my face!!!
Prisoner: Gets pulled away by guards Yeah you got jokes little girl!!! Don’t you end up in here!!!
Milli: getting pulled back & WHATCHU GON DO??? WHATCHU GON DOOOOOOOOOO?? cuts back to interview
Yeah I’m only 14 and been pregnant 4 times!!!! holds up 7 fingers I just wanted the money, not them chilren!! My mama calls that too fast for my age, bitch ain’t nobody tryna wait until your age where I’m about CROAK to have some babies!!!
There ain’t nun wrong wit me, she’s the problem!!!
Anthyy's Story:
Brenda Bel Argentina: Hello my name is Brenda - says very indistinctly because of braces - but please do not confuse me with Brenda Del Brazil my mummy said she’s a very bad girl.
Charity Stole Rue: Who will tell her that she is here
Brenda Del Brazil: You wanna fight bitch?
Brenda Bel Argentina: Please DONT DO ANYTHING TO ME I WEAR GLASSES! Lemme explain for a second why I got here in the first place…
Madrid: We all wish you didn’t.
Brenda Del Brazil: You can keep it. NOW when's is the grub time!
Brenda Bel Argentina: My friends at school for only catholic girls school
Madrid: That would explain how you look...
Brenda Bel Argentina: Can you stop interrupting me please. My mummy said its not nice
Charity Stole Rue: Well your mummy aint here
Mrs. Osten Tation: I can become you new mummy!
Everyone: WHA-
Brenda Bel Argentina: Anyway... they found the drag races where you have to submit looks and I did a nun look which is our uniform I was super shocked to find out THEY DID'NT LIKE IT! I knew I had to steal some good looks. I found a user called Micro and I snatched their looks. And now IM IN PRISON screams while almost crying. I dont want to stay in here! What will I tell my mum....
Mrs. Osten Tation: We already called her she's here.
Micro appears
Brenda Bel Argentina: MOM NO PLEASE I DIDNT MEAN TO STEAL YOUR LOOKS.
Micro: I’m not here to punish you.. That will come later. I brought with myself some other stealers of my looks... Nik...Ivanna...
Madrid:: Oh she deserve that prison for other reasons too
Micro:: Now you my baby! Will stay in this prison forever in a cage with a band of dangereous panda's I called "Unieke's'' and Jords "Cupcakke" snatch game she's very dangerous too.
Brenda Bel Argentina: B-B-BUT MUM THE SHOW SAID I STAY HERE FOR ONE DAY!
Micro: I AM THE PRODUCER SO I DO WHAT. I. WANT. NOW GET INTO THAT CAGE!
Lisbon's Story:
Fran: “BITCH!!! GIMME MY TITS BACK!” [camera cuts]
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Fran CF: “Sup! I’m Francine Thomas aka Frannie the Tr- what? What do you mean I can’t say that? I CAN SAY IT WHENEVER I WANT CAUSE I AM TRANS! WATCH, TRA-“ [camera cuts again] Fran CF: “They put me in here cause I’m a “psychotic” but I just think they are transphobic. Sure, I tried to give myself a bottom surgery, but those thing aren’t cheap! So I improvised. I also tried top surgery too but apparently cutting off someone else’s boobs is “illegal”, she wasn’t gonna use them anyways.”
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Fran: “Do you have an extra tampon?”
Female Inmate: “Don’t you have a penis?”
Fran: “DO YOU HAVE A TAMPON OR NOT?”
Female Inmate: “Jesus Christ, here.”
Fran: “Thank you!”
Fran CF: “What do I do with the tampons? That is none of your business. What I will say is that they are definitely used.”
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[Footage plays of Fran walking into a stall with a male inmate.]
Fran CF: “Most of the guys here want to suck a duck but claim they ain’t gay, so when they are with me, they get the best of both worlds. At a price of course.” [She pulls out money from her bra and laughs
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Officer: “Okay so you’ve had a notorious track record of pleasuring the male inmates.”
Fran: “Mhm…”
Officer: “You’ve stolen at least 50 tampon from fellow inmates.”
Fran: “Sounds correct…”
Officer: “And your psychiatrist has retired after your visits.”
Fran “Yes officer…”
Officer: “And you want to be put on parole?”
Fran: “That is correct.”
Officer: “Absolutely not.”
Fran: “I’ll let you suck my dick for parole.”
Officer: “Deal.”
———
Jords' Story:
"Hi. My Name's Afia. I am 16 years old, and i live with my parents. My modda is from Nigeria, and my fadda is from Ghana. Meaning, you disrespect them, expect your nyash disrespected.
Modda: COME HERE!
Fadda: You better come!
Anyway, i'm trying to be the bisexual queen that i am. A material bi. However, my parents would slap me with not only a slipper, but with a fufu stick and curse me until that one comes out. They force me to go shopping with my straight sisters Obianuju, Temilade and Oluwatoniloba.
Oluwatoniloba: Take this, nau!
Afia: No! It looks girly!
Temilade: Wetin this not what you like? You will be causing trouble oh!
I have to act like one of them, but when i see fine girl, heyi! My eyes can deceive me. They roll and twist like juggernaut. Hope one day she dey notice me, but yeah, my parents would give me a double John Cena if i came out of the closet.
By far, the only thing i have gotten out of the closet for is after my parents slapped me when my grades came back.
Modda: AN F!? Are you high in school? Are you sick? Mumu.
In an african household, it no be easy, oh!"
OG's Story:
stock footage of a misunderstood kid walking the streets as the sunsets, scowl firmly on his face.
Hi, I’m Kyle Parker, I’m 12 years old and I’m a privileged youth with daddy issues so I steal stuff from the store sometimes, I’m part of a gang too, y’know it’s just like me and my friends but we’re hard like that, meet me on the playground, I’ll steal your lunch money…freak!
stock footage of a mom crying
I don’t know what happened to my baby boy, I got him the PS5 last week, he’s got a phone for Instabook and the Snappychat, and he still acts out! I just want my baby back, I don’t want him going down this road!
stock footage of the outside of a prison
Now listen, when you go inside here, you’re under our rules, you’re no better than this 47 year old man serving life for mass genocide, yes you, Kyle who thinks he’s a fucking tough guy for stealing occasionally, you’re no better than him
Kyle: I’-
The fuck you say little boy? We’re trying to save you!
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Micro laughs hysterically
Micro: Oh shit I'm about to pop something shrieks
Ah fuck...wow. Alright let's get into critiques!
Ebony, you are a MESS! This was absolute insanity and fits the vibe of the show perfectly. And the look? !I want it! Another very strong week for you girl! You are killing these challenges.
Unieke, you had a bit of a tippy tumbles last week. This week, you came back with a vengeance. This is so good I don’t even know what to say. The runway is gorgeous and conceptual, and your challenge had me dying.
Anthyy. Your run on this season has been very impressive. Tonight however, it slipped down quite a bit. It wasn’t bad by any means. I can see the amount of effort. It just missed the mark for what the challenge was supposed to be. I wanted there to be a central character and storyline and I missed that. Another slam dunk on the runway though, this is perfection and I will be stealing it and making her skin black!
Lisbon, the queen of safe has broken her streak! This was a masterful job tonight. Easily one of my favorite performances of the competition. The runway? Fuck you. Like oh my god fuuuuckkk youuuu. Bitch work. This is why I brought you onto this season. If you compete at this level for the rest of the season, you'll be snatching the crown.
OG, welcome back girl! This was a strong return for you. You had all the little cheesy cues that you’d see on this type of show. I wish the story was a little more in depth but for the time you had, it’s a serve. On the runway, you absolutely stole the show for me. Your best look of the season
Micro: Alright! While tighten this corset back up, you may all head to untucked!
Untucked
Lisbon: Finally good critiques!!
Unieke: You brought the house down! So so good.
Lisbon CF: I am trying my best to hold it in but all I want to do is scream and shout right now that I finally got great feedback from Micro! Winbon? Liswin? Both sound amazing to me!
Ebony: That challenge was so fun. Jords, I did not know you knew how to do comedy like that.
Jords: Oh the Cupcakke didn't give you the fantasy?
Ebony: I will never be able to forget that damn Cupcakke. I'm gonna dream about that mess fifty years after I'm dead.
Unieke: OG, Anthyy, how are you two?
OG: Based on the critiques, I think we'll be lipsyncing tonight. It sucks to be right back at the bottom but I will fight to stay and I am so grateful that I even got the chance to come back!
Anthyy: I'm not doing well with this. The writing is on the wall and going against OG right after she comes back? It makes me feel so gross.
OG: Don't worry about it! Give me your all and I'll do the same. Let's give them a show!
the queens return to the stage
Micro: Welcome back queens! Based on your performance tonight and looks on the runway, I've made some decisions.
u/TycenesUniverse! This week, you made your modda and fadda proud. You are safe!
u/thereal_OG101, very glad to have you back. You're safe.
u/TheeEbonyEnchantress, you are safe. Keep killing it!
u/a_nthyy! On the runway, we were arrested by your beauty. But in the challenge, you weren't bailed out. You are safe.
Unieke and Lisbon look at each other in shock
Lisbon CF: Really? The bottom?!
Micro: u/Lisbon_After_Dark, u/LondynBridget...
This week, you weren't able to snatch the win...yet. Congratulations you are the top two of the week!
Lisbon and Unieke scream and hug on stage while jumping up and down
Micro: That's right! Charged on one count of Fleur and Sharris not showing up, nobody else is going home this week! But there will still be a lipsync! You ready to lipsync for the win?
Prior to tonight, you were asked to prepare a lipsync performance of Michael Jackson's "Smooth Criminal".
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=h_D3VFfhvs4
Good luck, and fuck it the fuck up!!
cello opening
Unieke reaches for an invisible bow and dramatically delivers a maestro fantasy. Lisbon lunges down and creeps across the stage
"As he came into the window Was the sound of a crescendo He came into her apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet She ran underneath the table He could see she was unable So she ran into the bedroom She was struck down, it was her doom"
Lisbon side steps while snapping her body to every beat. Unieke slowly walks across the stage, extending her leg into deliberate steps. Both queens have a look of relaxed panic in their faces that perfectly matches the song.
"Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie?"
Lisbon lowers her body into a 45 degree angle tilt. Unieke pulls a phone out of her bra and starts speaking "Annie! Girl I told your ass to meet me outside of the Cinnabon on Santa Monica! You got killed?! Well girl hurry up and undo that!"
"Annie, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sound at the window Then he struck you, a crescendo Annie He came into your apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet And then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom"
Unieke moonwalks to the other side of the stage, Lisbon repeatedly stands up on her toes and ends with the signature Michael crotch grab.
Micro: Now that is how you do an MJ performance! Stellar from both of you, truly. I have however made my decision. Lisbon, you're a winner baby! Congratulations queen, you earned it.
If you could, can all the queens come up to the front of the stage?
Micro walks up to the stage and meets all the other queens
Micro: My super six! After what happened earlier today, I am so appreciative for all of you showing your drive and determination to stay in this competition. From the bottom of my heart, thank you! Now let the music play bitches!
”Banjo” by BeBe Zahara Benet plays
Next time on Micro's Drag Race
Micro: "Oh em gee! You are like sooo totally that kind of girl." Was that good?!
This week, you must create your own influencer persona. Sell me laxative tea goddamnit!
Jords CF: Doctor? Yeah, she's out again!
Ebony CF: These queens are NOT ready. The old Ebony is dead. Why? Because I have a clone and she killed me last night in the hotel. I'm Ebony #3 and I am from my house...across the street, my house is invisible. Only I can see it. Mwah ha ha ha
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Track Record
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Cast Shot w/ Placements

So, it all started back in the summer of 2018. I was 14 then. I thought I would make some memes, so I joined Imgflip.
I posted a few gaming-related memes that I now look back upon in disgust for how bad they were, and then I decided to interact with the users. Back then, there were no streams. So everything was all lumped into one thing. And the hottest shit on the site was, and still is, reactionary boomer memes. Now me, being the socialist I am, got into arguments. I didn't understand how right-wing rhetoric worked back then, plus my "internet social skills" weren't the best, so I ended up making myself look like an idiot constantly. Then, this dude showed up. He's called Modda (but he might've changed his account name by now). Now, he came off as the coolest shit ever, just "owning the cons" with "epic roasts" he can pull out of his ass in an instant. I took a liking to him and began to see him as a friend.
Then, I met other people. Like Octavia_Melody, who I ended up taking a liking to as well because he came off as a wholesome guy. Now, since I was 14 and still a bit stupid then, I engaged in NSFW conversations with him. See, he's a hardcore brony, and hugely into "clop" (MLP rule 34). Which isn't bad by itself, but he's a total neckbeard who engages in talk regarding that shit with minors. And it gets worse from there. Believe me.
Thankfully, the third friend I made, Teal Marjira, is a cool dude I'm still friends with to this day.
And here's where things go bad (besides getting groomed by a neckbeard, as I already mentioned). So, Modda has used several alt accounts for specific reasons. Modda is his casual, normal account, VagabondSouffle is his account for being an asshole in political discussion, whether it's necessary or not, and Suka Madik is used as a satire of reactionaries. I ended up becoming friends with all three of them since he kept it a secret that those were his alts. After he told me the truth about his alt accounts, I mostly talked to Vagabond from there.
One day, in 2019, he got into an argument with some guy who faked the death of someone who wasn't even real but rather was just an alt account. Probably just an attention seeker. Anyways, guy who faked his alt account-person's death pretty much said "Well, you see, he strangled himself to death. He had many mental disorders, like MPD", to which Vaga replied "MPD is a myth. Just ask a cop who's ever spoke to one". I responded to him pretty much saying "No, it's not a myth. And it's called DID". And for some odd reason, Vaga decided to become this huge asshole to me and acted rude to me ever since.
It did some actual mental harm. Every time I said something he didn't like, he'd just respond with such rudeness. Eventually, I got sick of it. So, I tried being a total pest to him, which only made it worse.
But things were already bad. Back in 2018, Ocavia_Melody got into some drama with some Grind dude because Octavia's into underage clop. Unfortunately, Grind was a reactionary, and I was still brainwashed into the whole "it's just a drawing" mindset. One time in a private message (technically, it's an unlisted comment, but whether), he even admitted to being a zoophile and he described bestiality as "really hot". Because I was still dumb then, and he was my friend, I foolishly condoned it.
So, there I was. One "friend" turned on me and another "friend" being a disgusting pervert.
And back to Octavia. I eventually came to terms with the fact he's a disgusting, neckbearded pervert, so I tried to expose him. Long story short, it failed. I tried to spread a screenshot I could grab around (Octavia LOVES to hide his tracks, so it was pretty hard) to spread the word about the kind of man he is. But yeah. I had no plan, so me exposing him failed.
Then, a man I had some respect for got harassed into leaving the site by some bizarre reactionary fuckwad who loves to stalk people. He went by "DisFattBidge" on the account he used then, and I can't remember the name of the account he uses now. Anyways, again, me being dumb then, decided to PM him claiming to be part of a band of "trolls" that would stalk him unless he starts leaving people alone. Then, like a real adult, he started stalking me wherever I went on the site. I wasn't safe ANYWHERE. Not only that; he hurls bizarre, childish insults for the sake of "getting on the liberal's level".
Eventually, I got tired of it. More people began turning on me because they trusted Octavia and Vaga for whatever God-forsaken reason. It was bad for my mental health, and I needed to get away. And then, it hit me. And I have no idea why it didn't sooner: I could just use a different site.
So that's what I did. I deleted my account and moved onto other platforms.
TL;DR
I did and said dumb shit that ultimately led to me getting stalked, harassed, and overall bullied.

saw a comment for Pegboard Nerds-Computa Hakka with the long lryics so i did this, ik it's old at this point but i see no one in the reddit has the ACTUAL lryics so here goes! (Correct me if i'm wrong)
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NOTE: The ragga twins are speaking Creole, not sure if it's trinidadian or jamaician or something else
Bredrin = friend
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Yo, big up the Peg 'nerds
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Nuff respect ma bredrin dem seen
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i en know none my bredrin dem seen
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I'mma bredrin dem, I'mma bredrin still
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Ya hear this!?
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COUNTDOWN
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[Verse 1]
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Yuh meh lyal yuh cya count on me
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But some man do know bout loyalty
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We see them everyday how dem go know bout we?
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I want dem treat like royalty
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So why meh have the pressah now put them back to d dey
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Try pegmouth meh know bout meh sight clearly
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Dey try draw me in a dem tomfoolery
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Till dem smart, but no smart like me
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[Buildup]
Watch in dem dry weh yuh course like brotha
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Ah talk bout breedah from diffrent modda
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Ah revile in d skyies an ah work undercover
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Ah suck energy, an reduce all yuh powah
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[Pre-drop]
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Yea!
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Yuh know me an you go way back
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Yea!
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Yuh know me an you go way back
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To all ah meh frien
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Dem two worlds matter
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Then if yuh dreed yuh life
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Like a computa hakka
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[Drop]
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(Okay!)
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Then if yuh dreed yuh life
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Like a computa hakka
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(Ha!)
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Then if yuh dreed yuh life
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Like a computa---H--
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[Verse 2]
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Meh have a few bredrin meh no differ than dat
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Because friends meh have dem solid as ah rat
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An meh wonder what they wah from stabb in ah meh back
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And dey wonder they hit meh den dey lifes back
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Yuh cya buy meh friendship like a stac
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an if yuh wah me to a shock on a vipah
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If see meh have a picturah then dem we go wit dat
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Yay!
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Yuh know me an you go way back
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[Buildup]
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Bredrin from the dree we have respect an manners
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To all ah frien dem two worlds matter
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Then if you dred yuh life a computa hakka
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Mind dem and d one that grind ya like ladda
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[Pre-drop]
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Yay!
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Yuh know me an you go way back
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Yay!
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Yuh know me an you go way back
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All wan-ah think we fools from the leadd-ah
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And suck out ya bluud
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Like Dracul--a--a---
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[Drop]
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(Uh!)
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(What!?)
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Then if you dred yuh life a computa hakka
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(Ha!)
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(Yay!)
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And suck out ya bluud
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Like Dracula
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[Post-drop]
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Then if you dreed yuh life a computa hakka
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[Fade outro]
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Okay!)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Yuh see meh)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)
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(Bredrin)
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(now wha yuh do meh make yuh do meh dat)

FIB criminal database File name: GTA cheater stereotypes File selection: PC File status: Declassified File description: Documented incident case files for known felons convicted with using cheats or mod menus, names are doctored for humanitarian reasons.
Profile #1: Van Gogh the Framer Alias: XxWolfasxX Incident report: I. Player1: XxWolfasxX is cheating, vote kick him now!!
Server log: Player1 killed Player2 Player1 killed Player3 Player1 killed Player4 Player1 killed Player5 Player1 killed a CEO Player6 Player1 destroyed a special vehicle cargo
II. Player10: hey I caught XxWolfasxX using god mode, let’s report him XxWolfasxX: no im not, Player 21 is the cheater Player10: ... I don’t believe u XxWolfasxX: look hes spawning money at LSIA now Player10: no, hes my friend, we r in ts, u r framing him XxWolfasxX: … if u be quiet I can spawn money Player10: no, get banned!
Server log: XxWolfasxX died Player 9 killed XxWolfasxX Player10 left Player21 left Player9 left
Profile #2: Bateman the Vigilante Alias: Mercenary9000 Incident report: I. Player 3: Go away Mercenary9000! We’re trying to make money here! Mercenary9000: but u r in jets, nobody flies but me Player 3: This is a hangar mission jets, go away! Mercenary9000: im only protecting the lobby with jet griefers
Server log: Mercenary9000 killed a CEO Player3 Mercenary9000 killed an associate Player4 Mercenary9000 killed an associate Player5 Mercenary9000 killed an associate Player6 Mercenary9000 destroyed an airfreight cargo
II. Player10: nice invincible hydra Mercenary9000 Player10: fight me like a man, u little kid Mercenary9000: I only turn on god mode because of jet kiddies like you
Server log: Player10 killed Mercenary9000 Mercenary9000 killed Player10 Mercenary9000 killed Player10 Mercenary9000 killed Player10 Mercenary9000 killed Player10
Profile #3: Joker the Mine Crafter Alias: YOWorldestroyer I. Player1: someone is dropping cars off the sky!! Player1: theres a guy looking like the joker driving in a space car!! Player1: its YOWorldestroyer, vote kick!! vote kick !! Player1: shit he put me in a cage!!
Server log: Player1 died Player1 died Player1 died Player1 died Player1 committed suicide Player1 died Player1 left
II. Player2: wholley sh@, a supa car Player2: awmagaweddd chrome tank Player2: who is modda? Player2: hai YOWorldestroyer can yu spawn money? Player2: YOWorldestroyer i knao is yu, gimme money money pls
Server log: Player2 left
Profile #4: Kermit the Metahuman Alias: klosxsxs Incident report I. Player10: oppressor behind me, i will draw him away u guys deliver Player2: awkayyy Player 3: I’m up the mountain almost there. Player 1: im still at the airport taking a choppa!! Player10: dont worry i got him pinned down, shit wtf Player2: sh@ Player3: What the Player10: fuk!!!!
Server log: klosxsxs killed Player10 klosxsxs killed Player2 Player2 dropped the cash klosxsxs killed Player3 Player3 dropped the cash klosxsxs killed Player1 Player1 dropped the cash
II. Player4: Supply is in the mine, open tact light Player5: Roger! Player6: Copy going in! Player7: Affirmative, engaging! Player4: Hold your position, I’m stuck by something, can’t move out Player6: Copy that, Molotov out! Player5: Contact! Target is a flaming humanoid! Player7: Target is shooting at me, return fire! Player6: I’m hit I’m hit! Target takes no damage! I repeat! Target takes no damage! Player4: Ooooooooh, Whisky Tango Foxtrot Player6: Alpha1 out
Server log: klosxsxs killed Player4 klosxsxs killed Player5 klosxsxs killed Player6 klosxsxs killed Player7 klosxsxs destroyed a gunrunning supplies Player6 left
Profile #5: Robbin the Hood Alias: djsahshgkah Incident report; I. djsahshgkah: free many at lsia Player1: nope Player4: Go Foxtrot yourself Player5: Shall we proceed to rescue the Tango sir! Player4: Affirmative, ignore him let’s roll out Player10: fuk off!! Djsahshgkah: bye… Player2: yuss money pls master
Server log: Player1 left Player4 left Winner, rival MC president has left the session Player10 left
II. djsahshgkah: free mony in the city cum get sum Player5: Honor the country! We do not accept illegitimate money! Player6: Hell yeah! Player7: Hoorah! Player4: Not you again, go Foxtrot yourself Player10: eat shite!! Player2: masta im bakk
Server log: Player4 died Player5 died Player6 died Player7 died Player 10 died Player4 died Player5 died Player6 died Player7 died Player 10 died Player2 joined djsahshgkahFTW as an associate
Edit: formatting

so a few things, one of the players left the campaign which messed with stuff. that followed by everyone being busy meant long delays in the writing and editing and having people available for sessions. that said im having a lot of fun with this and I hope you enjoy the story.
credit to battlesneeze for DMing and editing.
session 1
Vas
“So. Where are we selling the slaves? I’m assuming most of Nar Shadaa is off limits.” Modda asks as the ship flies above the towering slums of said planet. “We’re not.” He replies coldly “To hell with that. I didn’t just risk my life just to see all that profit turn into smoke!” “I said, we’re not.” Rogarn’s voice was low and threatening now. “Damn you, you already burned your share and now you want to take mine to-” she didn’t get any further before Rogarn had spun around and shot her clean through her head. He turned his gun to me and raised a questioning eyebrow. Shrugging, I mutter “I guess my contracts up.” Before walking over to the body of the dead Jedi, and looting it. One fancy glow-stick and a lot of credits later I drop her out the airlock onto some poor sod below. Maybe I just served some scavenger dinner down there. That done, I return to the cockpit of the ship. “So. I suppose I’m with you guys now?” Rogarn and the cyborg share a glance, and the cyborg nods. Rogarn looks back at me. “Suppose you are, rookie. Pull your weight.” His last statement made a chill run down my spine as the ship pulled up into orbit. “So, Where to now?” I ask them. “Coruscant.” The cyborg says, pushing the hyper-drive coordinates in.
The brief stop on the jewel of the republic to drop off the slaves were followed by a few months of gallivanting around the galaxy picking off minor bounties lead the three of us to a big score, a pirate by the name of Avarr Jean. Worth a grand total of 480,000 credits alive, and Half as much dead, his bounty alone could buy a nice little planetoid in the outer rim.
“We’re coming out of hyperspace in 5.” Mako, the cyborg lady says from the pilot’s seat. I cap my water bottle, and head to the gunner chair as Rogarn took over the pilot’s chair as Mako moves over to sensors and comms. ‘Captain’ Rogarn knew I was the better shot between me and the cyborg, and let me do my thing. “What’s the planet’s rep, Mako?” “Peaceful desert planet. Nothing of note. Elective royalty, plenty of ores… minor-league defenses.” “Right. Standard alert. No telling what half a mil of pirate has done to the place.” We dropped out of hyperspace to the scene of a large dust-brown orb hovering in the center of a massive ring of asteroids. It was somewhat beautiful, in a serene kind of way. Too bad about the gray blotches that seemed to denote cities on the surface. Kinda threw off the looks somehow.
“Uh, boss? I have a swarm of… Something heading our way, I don’t like this...” Mako says as her hands move over the sensor settings in a blur. I activate the guns, taking a look with the external cameras attached to the pivot-mounted guns. “Missiles!” I shout as I spot the swarm of projectiles flying straight at us. Fingers fly over the controls, activating the secondary guns, a pair of wing mounted rotary blasters, before flicking over to the gunstick. With the jerking off the ship from Rogarn’s evasive maneuvers, and the pressure of the incoming clusterfuck, my first burst only takes down a few of the buzzing missiles before they swarm past.
But as they do the ship bucks from beneath, “The shields won’t take another hit like that!” The cyborg lady yells, her hands flying over engineering controls whilst a wire that connects her directly to the ship feeds her all the information she needs. “I need distance! These turrets weren’t made for point defense!” I shout, squeezing the trigger and watching a few more targets vanish. “Not happening, rookie!” Rogarn shouts in the middle of another tight turn. The ship bucks from the side this time. “The shields are down! And I count 8 more missiles!” Mako shouts, getting up out of her chair and standing behind Rogarn, as if for protection. With the ship steady, I squeeze the trigger and take out one. The second squeeze tells me the starboard gun is gone. “Guns down!” I shout, getting out of my chair. As fast as I am, Rogarn is faster. Yanking the cyborg into his arms, and jet packing down to the escape pod. I leap in just before he punches the launch button. I’m pressed against the now closed door as the force of the launch presses me upwards. Behind me, the ship explodes, and we’re sent on a spiralling descent towards the planet far below. The uncontrolled fall sets off some primal fear in my chest, and I find myself screaming ceaselessly as the planet grows bigger and bigger beneath us. Rogarn, who seemed to lack even the slightest bit of fear, slapped me over the face.
“Calm down! If we are to die now, we die as Mandalorians. With dignity!”
“We’re all going to die!” The cyborg cries hysterically, and joins me in screaming.
Aris
Rubbing the last of the kolto into the scar on her shoulder, Airis groans. “Thanks doc.” She says, pushing off the bed and heading out of the makeshift medical facility. On the way, she shifts her lightsaber and pulls her cloak tighter around herself. Oderon may be a massive damn desert, but the early mornings were very cold.
Light reflecting off of... something up in the sky catches her attention, and as she squints she can see the trail of smoke left behind as whatever it is falls to the ground.
boom
The sound is muted, and she can see a cloud of dust kicked up by the thing’s impact into the side of the mountain.
“Hey Harley. Did you see that?” she yells at the massive rebel pilot lounging nearby on a sun chair. “Yup. I saw it.” He says with his gravelly voice.
“Can you tell the boss I’m going to check it out?”
“Can do, missy.” He replies gently, getting up, off of the chair and heading over towards the camp proper. Jedi knight Airis walks over to her grounded ship to fetch her apprentice. After all, leaving without even notifying her companion would be poor form.
“Master.” Her apprentice says as Airis walks into the ship. The woman, who herself isn’t much younger than her newly-allotted master peeks up, out of the ship’s engineering compartments, face smeared with motor oil, and her clothes a mess of dirt and grime. “What’s up?” “We’re heading to the mountains. What are you doing down there?” Airis asks her apprentice. Jedi Padawan Norin was a savant when it came to engineering and piloting, but Airis had to say she disapproved the near-constant poor state of her cleanliness and to the fact that the apprentice did a poor job carrying herself as a proper Jedi. Then again, she assumed all of that could be tracked back to her joining the order while already an adult, as Master Badiaka had found her too late for the traditional training of the order.
“Oh! Nothing major. Just trimming the engines so we’re ready to run if another government patrol decides to show up.”
“Right. Well. I hope you’re done for now. We’re leaving.”
Leaving the ship again, Airis sighs wearily as one of the more annoying people in the camp awaits them outside.
“Need a lift?” Avarr Jean, pirate captain, womanizer and all around scoundrel sits atop a speeder, smiling at her as she leaves the ship. Nearby, Harley sits atop a second speeder, and Airis gives him a stern gaze. “You had to tell him about it?” She motions to Avarr, and Harley shrugs.
Pointedly, Airis walks over and mounts Harley’s speeder bike. Exiting the ship behind her master, wiping her hands on a piece of cloth, Norin looks over the situation.
“I’m driving.”
Avarr slides back on the speeder, and pats the seat in front of him. “Wouldn’t have it any other way, gorgeous.”
Vas
Rogarn is standing tall on lookout whilst me and the cyborg salvage what we can of our gear from the wreckage that once was our landing pod. I gently tap my pistols together, watching a trickle of sand from the barrel, and giving them a good shake before holstering them again. “Rookie, overlook. Now. Mako, get to cover. We’ve got incoming.” Rogarn tells us, and the cyborg swiftly hides behind the wreck of the escape pod. I spot a small ridge, and scramble up it, laying flat and lining up the lead of the incoming speeders in with my scope. They stop just over two hundred yards away, out of easy blast-pistol range, but well within my rifle’s. The passengers get off, and calmly walk our way. I’m impressed. not many people can walk towards the Mandalorian walking armoury known as Rogarn without quivering.
“That’s close enough.” He says, his calm voice piercing and clear even from a distance.
The group of people stop just shy of 40 meters from him. I run my sights over each of them, stopping briefly with my crosshairs on their foreheads. Three of them, I do not recognize, but the fourth I immediately recognize from the wanted poster. I press the button for the comm. “Boss. That’s our mark.” “I know.” His voice sounds in my ear as he answers over our closed channel.
“We spotted the crash. What happened?” One of the two women say, taking half a step forwars before staring down the barrel of Rogarn’s gun and stopping. “Why?” Rogarn challenges. In response the second robed woman steps forwards pulling her cloak back and showing the silver hilt of the lightsaber at her side. ”do I shoot them?” I ask, lining up the gun with the second woman’s head. ”not yet.” “We’re Jedi, it’s our place to help.” She says. “You want to help? Point us to the spaceport, and walk away. And leave your friend there behind.” Rogarn says, still not even needed to raise his voice. “Ah, shit.” The pirate’s words are hardly audible, but I can see as his shoulders drop and his head rolling back.
The Jedi are silent for a few seconds, looking at eachother. The cleaner one then turns to look at the Pirate. “You know, I’m not sure you’re even worth the effort.”
He looks somewhat offended. “Babe, I’ve never done wrong by you.”
“Well, you could stop calling me ‘babe’ and ‘honey’ and whatever else stupid pet names you come up with and- We’ll talk about this later. Just… just shut up.” She turns back to face Rogarn, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “Okay, so, what are the chances that you’ll just forget about him?”
Rogarn chuckles slightly. “I have 480.000 reasons not to.”
The second jedi looks to Avarr, seemingly impressed. “480.000? That’s… that’s impressive.”
Avarr now perks up, looking a bit proud. “Well, I’ve been busy.”
The first jedi now looks even more annoyed. “So.” Her voice is now tense. “You know what? Even if you catch that scumbag-” “Hey!” Avarr interrupts, before the Jedi continues. “Even if you catch him, it’s not like you can collect the bounty. Seeing as you arrived by life pod, I assume you’ve already had your first encounter with the local government. See, we were sent here to investigate rumors of civil war. Now we’re stuck here. My guess? You’re in the same boat. So. Instead of fighting and you maybe getting your hands on him and then being stuck here, how about we work together?”
Rogarn just stands there silently, and I just wait for his decision. He’s the boss, after all. He looks over the shoulder to where Mako hid, and she pokes her head out a little.
“Well. They did blow up our ship…” Mako sounds a bit uncertain, but Rogarn nods and holsters his gun. “Then we work together, Jedi.”
Vas
The following trip, I can only describe as cramed, and very much uncomfortable. The bikes could hold two people well enough, but three was somewhat over the load limit. Well, I shouldn’t complain too much, Rogarn litterally had to have Mako in his lap for the entire trip. Myself, I was seated behind the Jedi Knight that had introduced herself as Airis. After getting a closer look at her, she was rather pretty. You know, in that prissy sort of Jedi fashion.
As we drew closer to our destination, I can see that it’s a small town fashioned out of tents with a large sheet of tarp covering the entire camp. But as we arrived, I saw that the camp was seemingly mobilizing for war, as everyone within was rushing around, grabbing weapons and armour.
“What’s this?” I ask as we stop. “WHERE HAVE YOU TWO BEEN! PICK A TRANSPORT AND GET MOVING!” a man whose most distinctive characteristic is a goatee shouts at the jedi. “What? Harley was supposed to tell you that we went to investigate a crash.” The jedi says as she slides off the speeder bike, brushing herself clear of dust. Looking to the muscular pilot, he looks back at her. “Well?” She asks.
“You told me to tell my boss.” He motions at Avarr. “He’s my captain, missy.”
“Oh for the love of…” She puts her palm onto her forehead, and closes her eyes as Avarr gives her a charismatic smile, and slides off his own ride, before offering the apprentice help off of the bike.
Rogarn, completely ignoring the shenanigans of the Jedi and pirates, strides forwards and onto a transport, the rebels giving him a wide berth. I shrug and leap into the mounted gun seat. Keeping my rifle ready in case something were to happen.
Just under a minute later, the transport swoops of at the head of the column of vehicles. We’re flanked by a group of speeders headed by the mountain of muscle known as Harley, and the scoundrel Avarr. They break off 5 minutes before the column stops, heading off to a predetermined ambush position. Everyone piles out, and line up in the cover of a canyon’s ridges. Pulling out my rifle, I look down and spot a half dozen transports rolling along the pathway.
Rogarn lies down on his stomach next to me. “Wait and see what the plan is. Cover the rebels.”
I nod. “You got it, boss.”
The caravan starts heading through the canyon, and when the entire formation is inside, two of the rebels stand up. It doesn’t even take a second for me to identify that they are both armed with rocket launchers.
Two booms sound the start of the attack as the rockets impact the canyon’s sides, causing rocks to fall from the canyon walls. The grunts open fire onto the transports, as the senior jedi leap down the canyon walls.
“I guess that was the plan.” Rogarn says, gets up, and I see him engage his jetpack to fly over the side and down into the canyon. Down there, pandemonium breaks loose as what looks like government soldiers pile out of most of the transports, only to be cut down by blaster fire or lightsaber. The lead truck keeps moving, and I sink a shot into its engine stopping it dead in its’ place. I quickly find myself covering the two Jedi with my fire, as they become natural centerpoints of the carnage. I see them deflecting countless shots; but the master, who had placed herself atop one of the transports is overwhelmed by the firepower. I see her take a particularly nasty shot to the stomach, before the speeder carrying Avarr Jean swoops in and snatches her out of the killzone. Moments later, a number of transports explode, showering the canyon in debris, and I can see Rogarn with his rocket launcher. After that, the cleanup is swift.
Many of the guards, seeing the brutality of Rogarn’s wrath and with my own fire having taken its’ toll, simply surrender.
As the battle dies down, I see Avarr’s speeder coming to a stop, and watch as he opens up one of the other transports, letting out a number prisoners. As a particularly fat one exits the transport, he grabs the man by the collar, and hauls him off.
Not long thereafter, I see a number of the rebels, as well as the Jedi and Avarr Jean himself, donning the uniforms of the fallen guards, as well as several of them putting on spare prisoner overalls.
“Ah there you are.” I am almost startled as the voice suddenly appears behind me. Turning around, I see Goatee climbing up the slope with some effort. “jump in one of the transports over there. We’ll need you to join the main attack.”
I shrug and watch as Rogarn lands next to me.
“Guess it’s time for phase two, boss.”

Discovering Power Metal: Avantasia (Pt. 1: 2001 - 2008)

Fellow warriors, welcome to the Avantasia write-up that I promised last week! It's late, since I decided to first redo my favorite releases post for January. Because of space constraints, this Avantasia write-up has to be covered in two separate posts. This first part covers The Metal Opera part 1 and 2, both parts of Lost in Space, and The Scarecrow. The second part, covering the last three albums, should arrive in a couple of days.
Before we begin, I want to make clear that I'm in no way an expert on Power Metal or on music. I'm just a guy who's passionate about this genre of music and like to write / discuss about it. My reviews of bands are, ultimately, subjective endeavors. Your own opinion is not guaranteed to be represented in my writings, but you are welcome and encouraged to share your own opinions in the comments! Most of you are already aware of this, but I wanted to reiterate it before writing about one of the genre's most beloved bands.

About the band

Genre: Symphonic Power Metal Country: Germany
Avantasia is the prime example of a Power Metal supergroup. The project is the brainchild of Tobias Sammet, vocalist and primary songwriter of Edguy. Sammet is the main vocalist of Avantasia, appearing on most (if not all) songs. Avantasia also has an incredible line-up of guest vocalists. Many big names in metal has visited the Avantasia club at one point or another. Drawing a comparison to Edguy, which produces album after album with awesome, funny and catchy Power Metal, Avantasia is more down-to-earth and serious.
Originally, Sammet planned for Avantasia to be a one-off project, consisting only of the Metal Opera albums. That explains the void between The Metal Opera Pt. 2 in 2002 and Lost in Space in 2007 - It took about 5 years before Sammet decided to make Avantasia a permanent Power Metal act. And we're all glad he did. Avantasia has been putting out albums regularly ever since, and according to Wikipedia, Sammet said that the latest album, The Mystery of Time, will definitely have a sequel. He ain't done yet!
Line-up (permanent studio members):

• Vocals: Tobias Sammet
• Guitars: Sascha Paeth (2006 +), Henjo Richter (2000 - 2002)
• Bass: Tobiast Sammet (2006 +), Markus Grasskopf (2000 - 2002)
• Keyboards, Orchestration: Michael "Miro" Rodenberg (2006 +), Tobias Sammet (2000 - 2002)
• Drums: Russel Gilbrook (2012 +), Eric Singer (2006 - 2012), Alex Holzwarth (2000 - 2002)

Getting familiarized with the band:

• Lost in Space (Music video)
• Carry me Over (Music video)
• The Glory of Rome (Playlist addition #1)
• Memory (Playlist addition #2)
• Another Angel Down (Playlist addition #3)
• The Scarecrow (Playlist addition #4)
• Devil in the Belfry (Playlist addition #5) *BLOCKED, fuck YouTube

Useful links:

• All my reviews: Index - Wiki
• The glorious YouTube playlist
• Part 2

The Metal Opera

Both parts of The Metal Opera are very similar to each other, yet vastly different from anything Avantasia has put out later. The Metal Opera sounds like a throwback to early Power Metal with some added symphonic elements.

Part 1 (2001)

After the obligatory intro, the album sees a pretty decent start with "Reach Out for the Light" (ft. Kiske). The verses smash you in the face with awesomeness, but sadly the chorus is much less catchy and kinda breaks the pace. "Serpents in Paradise" (ft. David DeFeis) is another great track, with a sweet intro guitar riff and great vocals, and a pretty happy-vibe chorus even though the song name would suggest otherwise. The best song on the album, in my opinion, is "Glory of Rome". This one has THREE guest vocalists: Oliver Hartmann, Ralf Zdiarstek and Rob Rock. I'm not familiar with these specific vocalist and it's difficult to tell which one does which segments. Whoever sings the segment from 0:47 - 1:08 is awesome, though! Good, speedy riffs and drums accentuate the song perfectly. This is a real classic! The rest of the album is more or less forgettable in my opinion. The album finisher, "The Tower", has Kiske, Hartmann and DeFeis, as well as Timo Tolkki and Andre Matos. Are you sure you have enough vocalists there, Sammet!? The song is okay-ish, but can't really keep my interest for its 9 minute duration.

Part 2 (2002)

The album opens with "The Seven Angels", which is 14 minutes long. It has its good moments, but it's not really good enough to keep my interest for the entirety of the song's length, and it changes pace too much. Track #2 is "No Return" (ft. Kiske and Matos), which is the first noteworthy song. The guitar intro is decent enough, and the instrumentation is good throughout the song. The vocals start off in a standard fashion (so far as The Metal Opera is concerned), but smashes you in the face with the most memorable vocal segment on both of these albums: 0:48 - 0:59. Until the morning light, illuminate the night, be the light on our side. It returns at 2:15 - 2:24, and even in guitar solo form at 3:15 - 3:25. Even so, I still wish there would be more of it, it's so darn catchy whereas the rest of the vocals are just okay. From then on, the album consists of mostly forgettable tracks (again, in my opinion), broken off with "The Final Sacrifice" in between. David DeFeis returns as a guest vocalist here. The song's pretty badass, with heavy riffs and rough-y vocals that are maybe a little over the top at some points. I like it though! Near the end we reach the final noteworthy song of the album: "Memory". Ralf Zdiarstek returns here, and man, I've never heard of this guy before but he's the best thing to happen to these albums. I suspect he's the one that has that super awesome segment in "Glory of Rome" as well. "Memory" has a nifty guitar riff going on, and this song has one of the coolest guitar solos on the Metal Opera albums. The second verse, between 2:06 and 2:40, is incredible.

Conclusion (The Metal Opera)

The Metal Opera marks the beginning of something fantastic. Both albums have their own gems, most notably "The Glory of Rome" from part 1 and "Memory" from part 2. The first one is decidedly the most solid album of the two, as is evident by its spot in our Essential albums list. The albums are largely similar in style, yet vastly different from later Avantasia albums. Personally, I prefer the style of the later albums. Another testament to how my opinion differs from the norm! YAY ME!

Lost in Space (2007)

In 2007, Avantasia returned with two separate EPs titled Lost in Space (Part 1 and 2 respectively). The EPs are obviously centered around the single "Lost in Space", which is featured a total of three times across both EPs. The original single is featured on both EPs, and Part 2 also has a live version. PLS LIKE LOST IN SPACE PLS. Both EPs also has two cover songs, as well as 2-3 new songs.

Part 1

"Lost in Space" immediately showcases the shift in style from The Metal Opera: It is less speed-oriented, the vocals are more prominent and focal in the mix, and naturally the recording quality is a bit higher. The titular track is a generally calm song, focusing more on melody and vocals than on instrumentation. Basically, it's not a Power Metal track. Because of that, the song is more accessible to the general public, which probably helped for promotional purposes. I like it, but would hardly consider it an essential Avantasia song. The next track is an ABBA cover. I don't care about ABBA songs at all, but dammit, this one really works in Power Metal form! Or well, it is mostly the verses that sound good. They are more speed-based than the chorus, which makes it fit better with Power Metal. Then we get to an original song, "Another Angel Down". Wait, who's the guest vocalist here? Modda fokkin JORN, that's who. Okay so Jorn is my favorite vocalist and I may sound biased as hell, but this is easily the best track across both EPs. Not only because Jorn is there, but also because of the nifty intro guitar riff and the overall instrumentation. "The Story ain't Over" is a forgettable ballad. "Ride the Sky" is a Lucifer's Friend cover, which has the drummer (Eric Singer) doing part of the vocals. It's a pretty enjoyable song, I guess.

Part 2

Also this EP starts off with the titular track, followed by an original song called "Promised Land". There are two guest vocalists here: Jorn and Kiske. Hearing so many great vocalist in one track is pretty awesome. The song is very nice, but I consider it less essential than "Another Angel Down". And then, just because he could, Sammet did a cover of "Dancing with Tears in my Eyes" by Ultravox. Pretty weird... and it actually sounds all right. Next up is an original song, "Scary Eyes", which is decent but forgettable. It is followed by a cover of "In my Defense" by Freddie Mercury. Great, more ballads... And if you REALLY want to, you can listen to the last track which is a live recording of "Lost in Space". To make it even more exciting, it's ACOUSTIC! WOO... oo.

Conclusion (Lost in Space)

The Lost in Space EPs were effectively building up the release of the next album, The Scarecrow. Both the titular track and "Another Angel Down" are featured on that album as well. The EPs may still be worth checking out because of some unique tracks such as "Promised Land".

The Scarecrow (2008)

This album marks the beginning of the contemporary musical style of Avantasia, although it was already sampled in the Lost in Space EPs. The Scarecrow is part of The Wicked Symphony trilogy, consisting of this album and two albums released simultaneously in 2010. Getting right to it, the album is opened by "Twisted Mind" (ft. Roy Khan). This song is pretty great, and you should definitely check it out. It has kind of a creepy vibe, which is what they were going for judging by the song title. The second track is the title track, "The Scarecrow". This song is 11 minutes long and I usually have a bit of a gripe with longer tracks, but this one is fantastic. With the exception of a nonsensical pause in the pace between 4:15 - 6:15, this song is awesome through and through. The sweet violin intro is supported by tribe-like drums (in lack of a better term), soon accentuated with symphonic elements. The pace of the song is generally slow, but it's a powerful track despite that fact. Sammet sounds incredibly epic here. There's a voice and a million answers to the questions I don't ask. And oh yeah, Jorn is back! He starts singing the second verse. There's so much awesomeness packed into this song, and the melody is really memorable. As I mentioned, the pace is broken for two minutes, before it returns with more awesomeness. The title track is followed by "Shelter from the Rain" (ft. Kiske), which I found to be decent but forgettable. Then we have "Carry me Over", which was released in single form before. It's another ballad, and while I enjoy the occasional ballad, this one is skippable. Speaking of ballads, "What Kind of Love" (ft. Amanda Somerville) is another one. "Another Angel Down" makes a return. After that, we've got Alice Cooper on "The Toy Master". This is another song with a creepy vibe. You do have to like Alice Cooper to like this track. Next up is "Devil in the Belfry" (ft. Jorn), which is one of the most explosive tracks on the album. Sammet and Jorn are a deadly duo, which this track is an excellent example of. Alternating lines works really well, and the chorus is incredible. Jorn bias much? Maybe... what can ya do. If you didn't get enough ballads, you can listen to "Cry Just a Little". The final original song on the album is "I Don't Believe in your Love" (ft. Oliver Hartmann). This one's pretty great as well. Intriguingly, Sammet is fine with singing "Don't give a fuck", whereas Hartmann prefers "Don't give a damn". The album finishes with "Lost in Space" for good measure.

Conclusion (Part 1)

TL;DR: Check out these songs: "The Glory of Rome", "Memory", "Another Angel Down", "The Scarecrow" and "Devil in the Belfry".
Part two should be on its way. I'd promise to have it out by Friday, but something always seems to come up and I end up delaying stuff... I'll try though!