I felt kind of bad for Mikey...especially since he was the only one there speaking in old English. XD And Gerard being an angel sent to Earth...yep, this is DEFINITELY Isa writing.
At first I was a bit confused at what was going on. But that might be because it's nearly midnight, and the language got me confused. After I realized what the beginning was about I understood it. I went, "Oh, well now that's clever!" xD
All that 'thou', 'thee' 'thy' made me feel like I was in church. .___. But maybe that's what you were intending since it was and angle speaking.
”I'm the devil's son!”
Everyone’s eyes widened; some even gasped. Somewhere in the back, someone screamed, “BLASPHEMY!” ^ That made me laugh a bit. I don't know if it was supposed to, but it did. Maybe 'cause I knew that something interesting was going to happen after that.
This would've made a wonderful one-shot, but seeing as it's not I think I'm going to subscribe. I'd really like to see what happens. This is the seconds MCR fanfic I've subscribed to in a long time! xD
The heavenly stadium was a magnificent sight during a gathering; legions of flawless winged creatures and billions of perfected souls, glimmering with the incomparable brilliance of divine light, arms raised and waving in unison to worship the almighty Being that shone on His throne.
But perhaps, more splendid than what the eyes could offer was the resonance of all those souls, angel and human alike, as their voices rose in a great chorus; melodious and thunderous and at the same time so saccharine sweet, a sound no words ever invented on earth could describe (it even gives the newcomers, that is, the newly dead, shivers when they first hear it).
Oh this is really interesting! It was one heck of a read. Are you going to continue it? You should!
'' “Giving GLORY…!”
Suddenly, one lone voice sang out of tune, drawing the entire session to a halt. All the consecrated eyes looked for the source of the discord, and found it in the form of an angel called Gerard, caught up in his own little world, singing into an imaginary microphone, eyes tightly shut.''
Hehehe. I could just imagine that. What a cute Gerard. :cute:
It made me smile, this story. It's also really clever and I like the way Michael talks. =] The story really intruiged me! You used words wisely [as you always do] and I saw not one grammar or spelling mistake. It was really good!
I’m so incredibly jealous for not thinking of this first. But the again, I don’t think I could have done it this well.
I just adore the beginning (how Gerard sings along to the radio and Mikey reproaches him.)
Everything in this story is great but there were parts that stod out to me: “…he flushed and he couldn’t help but whisper, “Call me young gun?”” I absolutely loved that line. I can just picture it so clearly and if it would have been me I’d done the same thing as Gerard did. Which makes me laugh.
“One would think they’d be less supportive of violence in heaven. Apparently not.” This line was just so perfect. Even the angels are biased hypocrites at some level and to me that’s humor.
“ENOUGH!”
All heads turned to the Lord above them, while still in the middle of an assault position.
“EVERYBODY, I WANT ALL OF YOU OUT IN ONE, TWO…!”
Everyone scampered in a rush of panic, not wanting to still be in the arena when that countdown reached three.
“EXCEPT FOR YOU, GERARD…”
The voice zeroed in on Gerard’s quietly retreating form, which immediately froze in place.
“AND YOU TOO, MICHEAL. I HAVE A FEELING YOU’RE ALSO INVOLVED IN THIS, SOMEHOW.” This part was awesome. I actually laughed out loud at this and that’s rare for me.
This first chapter is simply brilliant and I hope there’s more soon. (And I’ve just pretty much repeated what everyone else said and only wasted space xD)
I love Michael saying 'art' and 'thou' ect, while Gerard just speaks rather... casually. I love this, so intellegent and yet witty all at the same time.
"One would think they’d be less supportive of violence in heaven. Apparently not."
That was my favourite line. Seriously, this story is just...amazing. I've never read anything like it. You do humour so well.
I can so imagine Gerard being the rebel angel type. :tehe: And your description of everything was amazing; the angels all singing, the diamonds. You have such a large vocabulary as well.
Oh my karma, I am in love with this. Sorry it took so long for the comment, but somehow you're message got deleted from my inbox and then I forgot. God bless the Pimpin and Reccin Thread for reminding me.
And the old English language?
Hilarious. I loved Mikey using it, I can so totally imagining him chastising Gerard and wagging his finger.
"Thou really must turn it down! Thy art in the knowledge that we art not allowed to interfere unless we art told to!"
That completely made me crack up.
And this? EVERYBODY, I WANT ALL OF YOU OUT IN ONE, TWO…!”
Everyone scampered in a rush of panic, not wanting to still be in the arena when that countdown reached three.
I love it that God counts to three to get everyone to do his bidding. It's genius and paternal and as soon as I read the words I was like, "Duh. Of course God would do that."
And finally, this. “AND YOU TOO, MICHEAL. I HAVE A FEELING YOU’RE ALSO INVOLVED IN THIS, SOMEHOW.”
Damn, Gerard, you're outscoring the Lucifer himself. :XD
I LOVE THIS STORY.
So much.
And now you have to update again because I say so.
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