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Post by Sid Vicious on Oct 26, 2008 13:18:41 GMT -5
...Exactly Who You Want to Be. *Jumps on the fic-posting bandwagon* The first of a few random Bohemian related one-shots xXx "Thank you, and good night!" Sid and Motley quickly covered their ears as Galileo said goodbye, as a split second later he was almost screamed off the stage. It happened at every show - while they, as well as a few other inhabitants of the Heartbreak Hotel, stood at the side of the stage, others tried to get as close to the Dreamer as possible, with screams that would put a few Banshees to shame. Whilst all the fans screamed some more as Gaz left the stage, Sid and Motley wandered over to him, placing their arms around his shoulders. "You should really watch that high note, Dreamer" Sid said, fighting back a smile. "Hearing a voice crack really isn't that fun" Motley shrugged and they both moved away quickly before he realised what they said. "Remind me why we put up with you two again?" "Because we're so stunningly beautiful?" Sid suggested, trying not to laugh. "Nah, that's not it" Meat said as she pushed past them, only to recieve some charming hand gestures in return. "Ooh, nice" she laughed and made her way out of the old arena, only to be surrounded by more screaming fans the second she opened the door, who all looked dissapointed when they couldn't see Galileo. "Or because we don't act like brain dead sluts around you" Motley said with a sweet smile, motioning to the girls outside. "Have fun". They both left the arena, fighting their way through the crowd, completely unphased by whispers of 'how nasty are their clothes?'. "Will they ever learn?" Sid sighed as they finally got past the last few people. Music may have returned, just like free thinking, but most people still just didn't get it. They may have swapped their lycra for leather and denim, but underneath it all they were still GaGa kids, just in different colours. It didn't take a genius to figure out that they all wanted to be Bohemians, they were just too identical for it to work. "I doubt it, but we can dream" Motley rolled her eyes, and they both watched as Galileo left the remains of the building, only to dissapear into a crowd of purple and black hair, corsets and leather skirts. "How long d'you think he'll be stuck here for this time?" Sid asked, amused at the sight of a hand clutching a pen waving around. "Dunno, he didn't manage to leave for about fourty-five minutes before. He's moving pretty fast though" "Bet you a bottle of vodka he's here for an hour" "You're on"
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Post by Molly on Oct 26, 2008 13:33:21 GMT -5
Ooohhh I likes it! ^_^
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Post by Sid Vicious on Oct 26, 2008 14:45:17 GMT -5
Well then just for you, I'll post another one ;D ;D ;D
xXx
"I am never drinking again" Sid Vicious groaned as she rolled over in her make-shift bed, eyes snapping open upon hearing a soft 'ow' as her elbow connected with something - no - someone. Turning her head slightly, her confusion grew as she spotted Mot - Motley Crue, her best friend - lying beside her. "Mot? Mot!" She snapped, making the girl jump up.
"Wha'?!" Sid would have laughed at her expression if she wasn't too busy having a minor heart attack.
"What the hell are you doin' in my bed?"
"Huh?" Mot rubbed her eyes sleepily, looking around. "Oh, that. You were pissed as Pop last night, so I brought you back here" She shrugged, falling back down. "Going back to my room was too much effort". Sid laughed, pushing herself up and turning to the broken piece of glass she used as a mirror.
"Thank God for that"
"Eh?" Mot raised an eyebrow, leaning on her elbow. "Oh, don't tell me you thought we..." the blue-haired girl laughed loudly for a few seconds, then stopped, pretending to be hurt. "You said 'thank God'... what, am I not worthy of your bed?"
"Oh shut it" Sid laughed, throwing a nearby sock at her friend.
"Urgh!" Mot picked up the sock, sticking out her tongue. "Nice. When was the last time you changed your socks, Sidders?"
"Oh please, I do own more than one" she rolled her eyes, looking back into the 'mirror'. At some point during the night she had let one of the girls - not that she could remember who - give her a mohawk. It had flattened over night, so now she was left trying to do something with it.
"The pointy-ness suited you" Mot said, shuffling over. "For the couple of hours it stayed up, anyway" she grinned, hopelessly tugging at Sid's hair to make it stick up.
"Yeah..." Sid sighed, giving up. "May look cool, but it's just too much effort. Let it flop" Sid laughed and dug through the pile of clothes on her floor, throwing a few things to Mot.
"They look clean enough" Mot nodded, looking through the clothes she'd been given.
"Not like anyone else is any cleaner"
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 10, 2008 20:09:16 GMT -5
Something I just wrote... thought it was about time I got Sid's crush out in the open ;D xXx "Pathetic" "Yup" "They're just..." Sid trailed off, trying to find the right word. "Pathetic?" Meat offered. "You said it" she sighed, watching the group of girls giggle annoyingly over the twins in front of them. "I guess we can't blame them... they're just naturally stupid" Meat shook her head, drinking from the bottle in her hand. "The GaGa girls or the twins?" "Erm..." the blonde thought for a moment, setting the bottle on the floor. "Both" they both laughed, watching Blink and Link entertain the group of purple, black and red clad girls. The boys' looks of amusement soon turned to annoyance, however, when it looked like the girls were trying to subtly grope them. "Careful, ladies, those boys are taken!" Sid shouted, grinning. "By you?" One of the girls, who looked like a complete clone of Scaramouche, asked, looking disgusted. "Nah" The twins said, identical smirks spreading. "Then by who?" Another girl, this time Scara with blonde and pink hair asked. Sid and Meat grinned at each other, before Meat called over. "By each other" The other girls looked confused for a minute, before Link (trying his hardest not to laugh) pushed his brothers' hair from his eyes, planting a quick kiss on his lips. "Oh... my... god..." The girls all said in unison, faces showing a mix of confusion, disgust, and even excitement. "She did tell you" Blink said, both of them still fighting back laughter. "They never believe me" Meat said with a pout. "Aw, poor baby" Sid laughed, putting an arm around the older girls shoulders. "But that was so..." one of the GaGa's trailed off, unable to find the right word. "Hey, you think that's bad..." Link grinned evilly, looking over at Sid and Meat. "You should see those two go at it" "...What?" "Yeah, what?" Sid repeated, looking genuinely confused. "Why not give 'em a little demonstration, girls" Blink matched his brothers' grin. "Why don't you shove it up your-" Sid started to respond, but was cut off by a pair of lips pressing against hers. She was vaguely aware of the GaGa girls tutting and walking away, but for some reason - maybe the alchohol she'd been drinking, or maybe the fact that she was kissing the woman she'd, in Motley's words, "fancied the pants off" for a few months now - she really hadn't cared less in her life. It was only when they were seriously lacking in oxygen that the two Bohemians actually broke apart, laughing. "Well 's about time" A voice called, and they both looked up to see Mot standing with the twins, grinning widely. "Eh?" Meat raised an eyebrow, causing Mot to snort with laughter. "God you're oblivious... Sidders here's had a lickle crush on you for ages" "Really?" Meat asked, turning back to Sid with a grin. "Yeah... though 'crush' makes me sound like an eight year old" Sid shrugged, then recieved another kiss from the blonde. "Aww" Blink and Link laughed, while Mot rolled her eyes. "Get a room" "Sounds like a plan" Sid said, smirking.
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Post by Ramona on Nov 11, 2008 10:47:19 GMT -5
awesome stories ;D love em
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 11, 2008 12:23:02 GMT -5
These are so good! Keep it up, your an amazing writter!
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 11, 2008 13:29:32 GMT -5
Thanks! I think having Bohemians living in my head helps... ;D
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Post by KT on Nov 12, 2008 14:29:57 GMT -5
I like them a lot. I love reading one-shot's and these are just great. I love the way you write dialogue makes the characters really come to life.
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 12, 2008 17:42:29 GMT -5
Thanks Dialogue tends to be what I'm best at... it's everything inbetween I have the most trouble with!
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Post by Molly on Nov 12, 2008 21:03:25 GMT -5
Dude...you've never seemed to have any trouble with it before =P
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 15, 2008 8:14:46 GMT -5
Trust me, unless I know exactly what I want to write it takes a while!
Here's another one, though it's pretty short... just shows how Sid and Mot first met.
xxx
"I'm tellin' you Brit, I heard something!" Sid whispered, tugging on the large mans hand. Brit merely shook his head, not moving an inch.
"And for all you know it's the cops" Sid rolled her eyes, still pulling on his hand.
"They might be stupid pigs, but they're stupid stealthy pigs" the fifteen year old insisted, dropping Brit's hand with an annoyed grunt. "They wouldn't walk around sneezin' an' all that". Brit sighed, rubbing his head, and pushed Sid ahead of him to lead the way.
"You're gonna be the death of me one day, y'know?"
"Nah" Sid looked behind her and grinned. "Not even a swarm of SP could bring you down" Brit laughed, but soon stopped when he heard someone sniff.
"Oi" He stuck out a hand to grab Sid's arm, but she carried on walking, only to trip over something on the floor, landing flat on her face with a soft 'thud'.
"Ow..." Sid groaned, rolling over to look at what she'd fallen over. "Who'd leave something lying in the middle of the floor? We keep this place all respectable looking, and they go an'-" She paused, noticing that 'what' was actually a 'who', a young girl sitting with her back against a pile of rubbish, rubbing her leg. "Oh"
"Your eyesight's getting worse, kid" Brit shook his head and pulled Sid to her feet, narrowing his eyes slightly at the girl on the floor. "You alright?" She nodded, just staring at them.
"Wha's a clone doin' out here?" Sid asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We were all clones once, Sid"
"True... but I don't remember anyone ever lookin' that... GaGa"
The girl was on her feet in an instant, nose to nose with Sid, glaring.
"Call me a GaGa again and I'll bite your ear off" she all but growled, and Sid raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"I like her..." she grinned and turned to Brit. "Can we keep her?" Brit laughed, scratching the back of his head.
"Only if you'll look after her"
"Of Course. I'll feed her and water her and clothe her like a good little Bohemian" Sid's grin, if possible, got even wider. She didn't even seem to care that she was still face to face with the girl.
"And give her a name" Brit added.
"Oh yeah, a name..." Sid thought for a second, then read some of the writing on Brit's trousers. "Give us a twirl" he turned around, and Sid grabbed his arm to make him stop. "Motley..." She grinned again, turning back to the new girl. "I shall call you Motley Crue"
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Post by Scaramouche on Nov 15, 2008 18:45:53 GMT -5
LOL! I love it!! Can we keep her?
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Post by Ramona on Nov 16, 2008 11:03:24 GMT -5
hehe! love the last bit! "Can we keep her?" "Only if you'll look after her" Great little story.
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 17, 2008 20:05:53 GMT -5
Thanks guys ;D Here's another little one...
xXx
"I'm gonna either slap that girl or snog her... haven't decided yet"
Nothing could dampen Meat's mood, not even bad alchohol and stale peanuts. She's always up for a little fun, and the way her eyes are glued to the bleached blonde across the room proves it.
"You're kidding?" It's a question, but I'm pretty sure I don't want to know the answer.
"Why would I be kidding?" I shrug in response, absently scratching at the bar top.
"Didn't know you went for the slutty blonde look" She snorts, almost choking on her beer, before grinning.
"Hey, don't knock it 'til you've tried it" I glance over at the girl; short red leather skirt (and I meat short), a shirt so ripped it's not surprising that a crowd of people are drooling over her. She's pretty, I guess, but the sluttiness puts me off.
"I wouldn't try that if you could promise me a lifetime supply of vodka" Meat laughs.
"Well I think I might" I roll my eyes, spotting the way the girl is all over the men, but completely ignoring the women around her.
"Meat, that girl's straight. And I don't just mean plain old heterosexual" I pause, looking back at the girl then turn to Meat. "She's like... Barbie heterosexual"
"Sid, you and I both know that any girl would go gay for me"
"And why not" I say, fighting to not roll my eyes again. "I mean you're so modest, for one" She catches the sarcasm (how could anyone miss it?) and raises an eyebrow, setting her beer bottle on the bar and placing her hand next to mine.
"Like you'd say no" It's my turn to choke this time.
"I've managed to control myself so far" 'Barely' A little voice in the back of my mind mutters, sounding bizarrely like Mot. Meat's grin rivals that of a Cheshire cat, and she leans in a little closer.
"So if I were to offer right now, you'd turn me down?" This woman either doesn't know the meaning of personal space, or she's trying to make me squirm. I'm voting for the latter.
"I didn't say that" I shrug slightly, trying to remain calm. "I was thinking it, but I didn't say it". Her grin turns into a sly smirk, and she leans in even closer. She's all of half an inch away before she reaches a hand out behind me, grabs a handful of whatever crisps were on there and hops off of her stool.
"Night night, sweetheart" She winks, licking salt from her fingers as she turns to leave. Mot walks in a few seconds later and jumps up onto the vacated seat.
"Alright?" I grunt in response and lower my head to lean on the bar.
"That woman is the spawn of Satan"
"I know" Mot says, patting me on the back. "But you'd still shag her" I laugh, then groan, knowing she's telling the complete and utter truth.
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Post by Sid Vicious on Nov 28, 2008 14:17:06 GMT -5
Right, I wrote another two of these as a little early Christmas present for some people... so here's the first one!
xXx
"Sid?"
"Yeah?" Sid looked up, large strands of red ribbon in hand.
"Why the hell is my brother standing half naked in your bedroom?" Link asked, staring at his twin, seriously confused.
"Well..." Sid stood, wrapping some of the ribbon around Blink's stomach. "I wasn't sure what to get Mot for Christmas... and then I remembered what she did for my birthday"
"So you're... returning the favour?" She nodded, satisfied with the bow now hanging from Blink's waist.
"Well, in a way I'm returning the present..."
"So this is it?" Blink asked, tugging at the bow to make sure it wouldn't come undone. "Me in my pants with a bow around me?"
"Nope" Sid grinned, moving behind Blink and tugging his underwear down. "It's you in nothing but a bow" Link burst into a fit of laughter while his brother blushed, making sure the bow was covering everything.
"You've got to be kidding me!" He yelled, jumping when he felt a hand connect with his backside.
"I've never been more serious in my life, love"
"But what if someone walks in?!"
"That's why we're going to get you to Mot's room as quickly as possible"
xXx
"Yeah?" Mot called, looking towards the doorway of her room, almost tripping over a pile of clothes when she saw who was waiting for her.
"Merry Christmas" Blink said, grinning sheepishly.
"Wha..." Mot blinked stupidly for a few seconds, then grinned, taking a piece of card from the bohemian.
'Dear Mot,
I was gonna return my birthday present... but I lost him... so have his more adorable twin instead!
Merry Christmas,
Sidders xxx
P.S - He seems to have lost his clothes...'
"Remind me to thank Sid after" Mot said, grinning.
"After what?" Blink asked, recieving a dangerous smirk. "Oh... thank her for me, too" he grinned.
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