Hear Us OutThe Daily Mail? What do they know?Hear Us Out3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
They called My Chemical Romance emo!
A suicide cult? Oh, give me a break
They saved my life for heaven's sake!
My story had several sad little twists
But they stopped me putting the cuts on my wrists
They showed me light and gave me hope
And took my ligature from my neck, the rope
Believe this truth, and not the lies,
So come on now, let's meet these guys!
Now who comes first? Of course, Gerard
Pointing out that life isn't always that hard
Having defeated his problems with drug and drink
He's quite a role model, most fans think!
Having had his fair share of pain
Helps fans find hope again
And always dabbling with hair dye
No-one knows what colour he'll try!
A handsome and vocally talented man
His words will help you if you think they can
The next one up is loyal Frank,
Who did a gig hooked up to an oxygen tank!
The original prankster, some people say
But indisputably talented in the guitar that he plays
Well-recognised for his funny twee
:Contest Entry: Bedtime Story"Bedtime Story":Contest Entry: Bedtime Story3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
"Mikey, for god's sake, it's bed time!" Gerard repeated for the thousandth time.
"But I'm not tired!" Mikey moaned yet again, pouting.
It was 11pm, and Mikey, dressed in his black pyjamas and with a pink fluffy unicorn toy tucked under his arm, had decided to be temperamental. He did not want to go to bed, even though they had a worldwide tour that kicked off tomorrow.
"I don't CARE, Mikey," Gerard told his little brother firmly, "You are touring tomorrow, so you are GOING to bed, whether you like it or not."
"But Geee " Mikey persisted.
Gerard sighed in exasperation.
"Well what do you expect me to do? Read you a bedtime story or something?"
Mikey looked up at his brother with a ridiculously sweet smile.
"Pleeeeease?" he smiled innocently, pulling the cutest expression he could.
Gerard sighed again: being the elder brother could be such a chore.
"Tuck up in bed," he groaned, "I'll think of something "
"Yay!" Mikey squealed, skipping into his room. Groaning, Ge
Cupcake Cake-off!"And welcome to this special edition of cupcake wars! Each of our rock bands must create twenty-four cupcakes, and be presented to the judges in two hours. Each theme of cupcake must tie in with the theme of one of their songs. As Green Day have one number too few, to make the competition fair, please welcome honorary member of Green Day for today and today only, please welcome Fall Out Boy's Pete Wentz!"Cupcake Cake-off!2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Pete Wentz, smiling hugely, half-swaggered into Green Day's Kitchen, waving to the crowd. A few fans screamed.
As everyone was now ready, and prepared for the challenge, the host asked, "My Chemical Romance, are you ready?"
The new jersey rock band looked anything but ready. What the hell had they signed themselves up for? Uneasily, Ray shouted, "Yes...!"
The blonde host paid no attention to their unease. "Mindless Self Indulgence, are you ready?"
Slightly overconfidently, Jimmy and Steve both announced, "YES!"
"Green Day and Pete Wentz, are you ready?" she continued.
"No!" Billie Joe
I've Lost The Way - Oneshot"Excuse me; can you direct me to Westpoint please?" Gerard asked for what must have been the thousandth time that afternoon.I've Lost The Way - Oneshot2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nobody seemed to recognise that they were a band that was due to be at said location in less than two hours for their gig that they were going to do there if they could even find where it was. They'd been stuck at the side of the motorway for an hour, trying to flag people down to ask directions, but nobody gave them because they either didn't know, or didn't come over.
"That's it." Frank cursed under his breath, getting out several large sheets of card from the bus and taping them together. He then took one of Gerard's markers and scribbled "WHERE IS WESTPOINT?" on it and stood in plain view, holding it up. Gerard then cottoned on to what he was doing and took one of the corners and helped hold it out in plain view so that everyone could see it clearly.
By now, the motorway was beginning to clear some, as the rush hour had gone by, but they cou