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| I'm The One Who Waits For You...; Metallica, Iron Maiden, James/OFC | |
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| Auluna Raie | March 22, 2010, 8:37 am Post #241 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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*Auluna pulls up in a car driven by Taimi, with Zombie strapped to the roof wailing like a siren* Jason, get in! The Newsted fangirls will hide you! *dives off with Jason to undisclosed safe location*
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2010, 12:30 pm Post #242 |
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Jäger.....
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Hey you three! Bring him back!!! I'm not done with him yet!
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| Auluna Raie | March 22, 2010, 2:27 pm Post #243 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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Bollocks! I need him ALIVE for Razorblade Romance!
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2010, 6:25 pm Post #244 |
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Jäger.....
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I promise he will be fine!
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| namenlos | March 22, 2010, 6:28 pm Post #245 |
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The Daft To Your Punk
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Eek! Jason! You're a naughty boy! I love naughty boys, but you'd better not try what I think you're gonna try.
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2010, 8:26 pm Post #246 |
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Jäger.....
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I love all the comments, they make me wanting to write more! Thank you so much! More? okay... (Angel's POV) Music started to play and the stage lit up with multiple lights, making me nervously swallow and grip into the guitar strap. “I can't believe you talked me into this!” I looked at James' smiling face. “Angel, everything will be fine, we rehearsed it a thousand times, don't worry.” “I am going to worry! What if I fuck up? Or lose the beat? Or forget your part? Or...” He pulled me to him, stopping me with a tender kiss. “You'll be great! Just relax... imagine it's one of your gigs.” He fixed my guitar strap, got hold of my hand, and pulled me behind him on the stage. “Come on, we're walking together.” The crowd came alive with screams, Lars winked at me and took his place behind the drums. I took a deep breath and let go of James' hand. My plan was to stay in the dark area at the back of the stage. Lars hit the drums and I tried to calm down my nerves, counting to my intro. Okay.. here it comes... there is no backing out now. Now! I hit the first notes, jumping into the riff of Motorbreath. I couldn't believe I was doing this! Shit, that is so fast.. and it feels amazing! I feel my self smiling and banging my head with the rhythm. After the song was finished James looked at me and turned back to the mic. “Hello Montreal! Are you fucking happy to see us? Well, we have a surprise for you. Since my hands are still fucked up, someone is here to play my part. I think you all know her. The lead guitarist of Iron Maiden, my Hell Angel. ” He raised his arm, pointing in my direction and the stage lights moved on me. Fuck! I squeezed a smile out of myself, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. The crowd cheered and I heard a few voices screaming my name. James turned back to the fans with a smile. “Can I hear a hell yeah?!” “Hell yeah!!!” Kirk, Lars, and Jason joined the crowd in a scream that rocked the venue. I could feel energy building in the air. Here we go! For Whom The Bell Tolls, The Shortest Straw, and Wherever I May Roam came and went, and next on the setlist was Enter Sandman. I relaxed a bit, sucking in energy with every pore of my body. I always loved this part, felling as one, fans and the band, there was nothing in the world that made you feel like that. Pure euphoria! (James' POV) I felt that Angel had relaxed and had started enjoying herself. But then again, if I was in her place, playing her part, I would be stressed too. Poor baby! During the first few songs, I could physically feel her tension. Now she'd finally stopped staring at her hands and gave me a smile. She needed to come to the front, what the fuck was with this hiding in the back by Lars? I'll pull her out if I have to! I turned to the front and screamed into the mic. “So, do you fucking like it so far?” “Yeah!!!” “Want more?” “Yeah!!!” Lars started Master Of Puppets and I walked back to Angel, watching her hammering the riff and started to play air guitar in front of her, making her laugh. Then wrapped my arm around her shoulder and screamed into her ear. “Stop fucking hiding in the back! C'mere!” She shook her head, laughing. “James, it's your show, I'm fine here... plus I have a perfect view of your ass from here... so nice...” “Ohhh! Don't make me pick you up and carry you to the front!” “Okay, okay, I will!” She stepped closer and her eyes smiled at me. I went back to the front and started the song, watching her coming barely in front of the drums to join Kirk, she looked at me and I waved her to come closer, roughly pointing at the stage by my side as I sing. “Obey your Master!” Will she? She giggled, walking straight to me, and stood by my side. Hell yeah, I am her... “Master! Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings, twisting your mind and smashing your dreams. Blinded by me you can't see a thing. Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream!” “Master! Master!” Her smiling lips moved, chanting with Kirk and Jason. Oh, so you agree with that? Hehehehe... “Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream Master! Master, master!” I continued with the song as she stood, playing just a few steps away from me, her master. As she started my solo part, she looked into my eyes, and I felt shivers from that gaze. God she looked great on the stage, all heated up, small drops of sweat on her neck and chest, her wet shirt crumpled up on one side, showing off skin on her waist. Mmmnn... I just want to... She bend her head back and I almost moaned. Fuck... I didn't think about this part when I asked her to play with us. She lowered her head slightly, eyes closed, her lips slip into a wicked smile and then she opened her eyes, looking up at me, and a wave of heat jolted to my groin. Fuck... fuck.. fuck... me... Dammit! All right, concentrate! She laughed and stepped back as I turned to mic. “Master, master!” Yeah, master my ass! “Where's dreams that I've been after? Master, master promised only lies. Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter. Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries.” Yep, she just showed me who the master is... God I want her right now! Don't think about it now, later... There are a few more songs to do, and then... “Fix me!” We finished the song and I gave Lars a wink, he smiled with nod. Let's have some fun! |
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| Oh Hell | March 22, 2010, 8:30 pm Post #247 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Heheheheheeeee! Awww they're so cute it's unbearable. Didn't think about Angel sweating did you James, silly boy. I loved that chapter it was a nice 'break'
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| Kimmi | March 22, 2010, 8:36 pm Post #248 |
Outlaw Torn
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Lol... that would have been a sight to see ! Thanks for update. I loved it ! :horns2
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| mishmash | March 22, 2010, 8:56 pm Post #249 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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ouuu, things are gonna get hot after the show
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| Auluna Raie | March 22, 2010, 10:33 pm Post #250 |
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Shark-Tastic!
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*Sets up concession stand of cigarettes, towels and buckets of ice water; then prepares to make a small fortune* |
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| elena | March 23, 2010, 7:26 am Post #251 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Thank you! I wander what Lars and James have in mind. :wacko: |
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| Olyamet | March 23, 2010, 11:12 am Post #252 |
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Jäger.....
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More, just a small part, working on the rest. I promise to post the rest of the chapter today. (Angel's POV) I changed my guitar, well, James' guitar, for the next song and walked back to the front. He wanted me there and he got it! I felt much more comfortable now, even put up a little play of powers during the last song. The tension was gone and I fully enjoying myself, just as I would've at one of my gigs. The drums started the next song and I followed with my part. Wait...MY PART!? Lars was playing Run to the Hills! I turned to him, continuing to play. We got all the way to the part where the lyrics start and he stopped, falling over his drums and laughing his ass off. Oh, you little! Very funny! I'm trying to not to fuck up in here! “Guys... um... wrong band... no way in hell I can sing that!” James turned to us with a wide smile. Ohhh! You!!! I just know it was your idea, James! I shook my head, squinting my eyes at him, then turned to Lars, who stuck his tongue out at me and gave the count to the next song, here we go, Damage Inc. I love that song! After this we get a small break and I'll deal with you, my Master. (Jason's POV) We finished Damage and went backstage for a small break, leaving Kirk on stage to play his doodle. I walked by Angel and she smiled at me, eyes shining, wet tee shirt clinging to her body. I smiled back flashing evil horns at her. She stopped in front of me and bent down to grab a bottle of water. My eyes stopped on her ass in tight black leather pants and I grabbed the towel pressing it to my face, but my eyes disobey, pulled back to the sight in front of me and I swallowed. Mnnn... Jason! Stop looking! Remember, not yours! James' topless figure blocked my view as his arms grabbed her hips and she turned, laughing and wrapping her arms around his neck. Okay.. now is the time to look away... you don't want to see that. I moved the towel on my face, vigorously rubbing it and heard Angels voice. “Guys, can you turn away? Please, I need to change my shirt.” I turned to the side and froze. Oh.. fuck! Right in front of me was a plastic circle of stage light and in the mirrored surface of it I saw her pulling her shirt up, revealing a black bra. Fuck! Don't look at her... don't! God... help me... I made myself lower my eyes. (James' POV) She pulled her shirt up and my hands flew up, cupping her breasts. “Is that how you change at your gigs?” I heard small notes of jealousy in my voice. “I ask them to turn... and they do... besides, at my gigs, you're not there to interrupt me, so it goes much faster.” She grabbed a clean towel and covered her chest, laughing when my face moved to her neck. “I can't help it...” I whispered against her skin, tasting her salty skin. “James, stop that, we'll have time for that later...” Her hands contradicted her words and moved to my ass, pulling me closer. I bit her neck with a moan and immediately felt movement in my groin. Oh oh, I'm in trouble! And I don't even have a guitar to cover my... um.. state. I need to cool off... “Look what you did.” I pulled back. She lowered her eyes and giggled. “Sorry...” Nothing in her voice or wicked expression said 'sorry'. The lights dimmed and flashes of pyro followed explosion sounds. We got back on the stage, okay... I have a few more minutes to cool off... think of something sad. War... death. That's good... I mean bad... I mean... fuck! Calm down! Her guitar started the intro, okay... I'm okay... for now... few more songs. Grrrr... |
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| Oh Hell | March 23, 2010, 12:10 pm Post #253 |
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Outlaw Torn
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LOL Angel, you baddie! Poor little horny James... ( )
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| elena | March 23, 2010, 1:25 pm Post #254 |
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Outlaw Torn
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Thank you for the update! :horns2 Good for Jaseon that James didn't see him staring at his wife.They for sure would have started fighting. |
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| Kimmi | March 23, 2010, 1:26 pm Post #255 |
Outlaw Torn
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Uhh, she makes all those guys horny... bad girl. Poor Jason. He needs a girfriend, seriously. And James... feeling all tight in his pants. The beast needs to be released... afterparty maybe ?
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