The Church
Jack: "You turkey's are making a big mistake, you hear me? Good luck tonight, you'll need it!"
Jack then storms off to greet Demile as they show up.
As you finish the prep for your set, the crowd in the club starts to grow.
Jack approaches the stage.
Jack: "Alrighty folks, welcome to Shenanigan's first annual Battle of the Bands competition! We definitely don't reserve the best for last around here, so please continuously give your loudest, rowdiest applause, for my talented, successful, younger brother, and assuredly tonight's predicted winner, with his legendary band...DEMILE!"
The decent size crowd gives a meager, sarcastic applause for the previously unknown band.
Demile plays their 4 songs, which the crowd thinks is OK, but because of the almost satirical intro, and because they are the first band up, the audience isn't too enthusiastic.
Jack: "Woooahhh! Was that a mind-blowing experience, or what!? Life changing stuff, if I ever heard it! Let's give it up, three more times, nice and close to this totally impartial trinket in my hand, your Stratford golden band, DEMILE!"
The crowd gives a sympathetic cheer.
Jack: "And that's all! Oh wait, I guess some other...people, had planned to play a few filler songs, while the other bands set up. Let's put your hands(quietly) together for uhhh...Gershwin Clown? Hardwick Gown?"
Taylor: "GARDWIN CLOUD, DUMBASS!"
Josh: "Calm yourself Taylor...remember the code."
Jack: "Ahh yes, who could forget Stratford's newest(only one week old) created couch band, Gardwin Cloud? This old fool was certainly able to, haha! Ok boys, do whatever it is you came here to attempt to do, I suppose!"
The people in the audience supporting the band start a rowdy cheer which picks up amongst strangers.
Jack then storms off to greet Demile as they show up.
As you finish the prep for your set, the crowd in the club starts to grow.
Jack approaches the stage.
Jack: "Alrighty folks, welcome to Shenanigan's first annual Battle of the Bands competition! We definitely don't reserve the best for last around here, so please continuously give your loudest, rowdiest applause, for my talented, successful, younger brother, and assuredly tonight's predicted winner, with his legendary band...DEMILE!"
The decent size crowd gives a meager, sarcastic applause for the previously unknown band.
Demile plays their 4 songs, which the crowd thinks is OK, but because of the almost satirical intro, and because they are the first band up, the audience isn't too enthusiastic.
Jack: "Woooahhh! Was that a mind-blowing experience, or what!? Life changing stuff, if I ever heard it! Let's give it up, three more times, nice and close to this totally impartial trinket in my hand, your Stratford golden band, DEMILE!"
The crowd gives a sympathetic cheer.
Jack: "And that's all! Oh wait, I guess some other...people, had planned to play a few filler songs, while the other bands set up. Let's put your hands(quietly) together for uhhh...Gershwin Clown? Hardwick Gown?"
Taylor: "GARDWIN CLOUD, DUMBASS!"
Josh: "Calm yourself Taylor...remember the code."
Jack: "Ahh yes, who could forget Stratford's newest(only one week old) created couch band, Gardwin Cloud? This old fool was certainly able to, haha! Ok boys, do whatever it is you came here to attempt to do, I suppose!"
The people in the audience supporting the band start a rowdy cheer which picks up amongst strangers.