LadyBlanc wrote:
Whew! American Pie is certainly ambitious, but the rewards are ample. Arial racks up an impressive 25 points for Alt-Zoe Dies: 10 for full length (I almost feel like I ought to award more for a song that long!), 5 for topic used, and no less than 10 clearly-defined character mentions. (In this one, Chaz most certainly counts as a character.) So she now holds title for most points for one song.
OK...I'd been working on one since I saw the prompt, along the same lines. I just never got the chance to finish it. I'm posting it. Grade it or don't.
That Which Redeems
Not so long ago,
I can still remember,
How Lord Horb made Alt-Bun-Bun cry.
And I thought if I had the chance,
I could make the people dance,
Cause the demons would be gone a little while.
But Fred and Alt-Gwynn made me shiver
Healed every slicing I delivered.
Bad news on the mountain blood was flowing like a fountain.
I can't remember if I cried
When I learned that she had been his bride.
But something crushed me deep inside,
The day Alt-Zoe died.
And I was singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Sailed my boat through the sewers
And I somehow stayed dry.
Now here I sit, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'It should have been me who had died.
It should have been me who had died.'
Aw, are you one with Rothar-Neice?
Do you want to keep the peace
Because the UN tells you so?
And can Psyk conquer the world real slow?
Well, I know that Horb's obsessed with me,
Sent a demon every Halloween.
So I just picked up my sword
(He talks like he's real bored)!
I was a brooding anti-hero soon,
Didn't want to fight the doom.
The EU showed up and things went boom,
The day Alt-Zoe died.
And I was singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Sailed my boat through the sewers
And I somehow stayed dry.
Now here I sit, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'It should have been me who had died.
It should have been me who had died.'
I've come back, I'm still on my own,
Since she was killed by a flying stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
A jester who played at being King,
So he wouldn't get killed by 'Ming.'
And for the love of Lady Valerie...
And while things were looking down,
Pete earned his Evil Cartoonist crown!
The comic was adjourned!
The cliffie did not return!
And while Sham-Psyk read a cooking book,
Riff and Zoe for me tried to look,
But Leo ran into the dark
The day Alt-Zoe died.
And I was singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Sailed my boat through the sewers
And I somehow stayed dry.
Now here I sit, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'It should have been me who had died.
It should have been me who had died.'
Helter skelter in a hellish swelter,
Mosp was killed to get us shelter.
Mountain's eight mile's high,
We're climbing fast!
The rubble lands with a giant crash,
Lord Horb tried for a forward pass,
With Jerk-Torg in the castle in a bag...
Lameverse air was sweet perfume,
Canada played a marching tune.
Reakk got up to fight,
But he never got to bite.
Horribus tried to start a fray,
But I simply refused to play.
He never got a chance to pray,
The day Alt-Zoe died.
And I was singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Sailed my boat through the sewers
And I somehow stayed dry.
Now here I sit, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'It should have been me who had died.
It should have been me who had died.'
Then two Torgs were in one place,
In the Demon King's castle place,
With no way left to start again...
So Chaz be nimble, Chaz be quick,
Jerk Torg fire those magic sticks!
Cause the Goddess is our only friend...
And as I listened to his tale,
I clenched my hands till they turned pale
Neither heaven nor hell,
Could change the doom Alt-Riff had spelled,
And as her soul climbed high into the night,
Too like a sacrificial rite,
I heard Psykosis laughing with delight,
The day Alt-Zoe died.
And I was singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Sailed my boat through the sewers
And I somehow stayed dry.
Now here I sit, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'It should have been me who had died.
It should have been me who had died.'
I met a girl of magic hues,
And I asked her for some happy news.
She gave me cards and turned away.
I went down to where her body lies,
And there I made my last goodbyes.
Then the goddess sent me home that very day.
And in Kesandru house I could have screamed,
Seeing Zoe felt like a dream
And not a word was spoken,
My very will was broken.
And the woman I adore the most,
Whose doppleganger now is toast,
She just took the last train for the coast,
It's like my Zoe died.
And I'm singing,
Bye, bye, Miss Sluggite Pie,
Saved the world from Evil,
But inside I've died,
And here I si, drinking whiskey and rye,
Thinking 'Could my Zoe also die?
Could my Zoe also die?'
And if I'm allowed to suggest a topic...Aylee's transformations