The Artists These Days Are Not What You Think

by N555champ /\and/\ X-Ninja (LoA)

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After a long performance Jagged walked into his lounge. There sitting around were twenty scantily women all hoping to be his lover.

“Please can you women leave, and put some clothes on!” he said in his intelligant, yet irritated voice. Startled, the woman scampered out of the room. Jagged’s real name was Phillip P. Anderson and he was a Harvard grad. Not only had he been born gifted with a high intelligance, he was also a great screamo singer. Phil wrenched off his black and white-streaked mullet wig looking at his normal short brown hair in the light-bulb studded mirror. Slowly, peice-by-piece Phil took off his black “armor” and placed it on the ground. Nobody had ever seen his real face before, other than the band nobody even knew that he could sing—let alone become famous for his vocals. Laying down on the soft leather couch Philip P. Anderson thought intelligently to himself, the artists these days are not what you think.

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Average Reader Rating: 2.5 stars out of 5

  1. The Artists These Days Are Not What You Think

    Laine the Grey's Buddy Icon Laine the Grey

    Posted 12 months ago

    2.0 out of 5 stars

    Rather insipid really.

  2. The Artists These Days Are Not What You Think

    Officially's Buddy Icon Officially

    Posted 12 months ago

    2.0 out of 5 stars

    Wow. That was pretty harsh right there.
    I don’t know, it leaves openings for a story, but it would need to pick up quite a bit for it to be good.

  3. The Artists These Days Are Not What You Think

    SKermitgorf's Buddy Icon SKermitgorf

    Posted 11 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Some mino spelling errors, but over all a nice ficlet, funny premise being a screamo singer and a harvard grad, pretty funny actually.

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