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>>34777402
You're holding a phone to your ear. You're pretty sure the voice on the other end is a tour manager for the band you just defeated - one of the demons was arguing with it before you melted his face with your riffs.

The storm has cleared, there's a rainbow in the sky, and you've just announced to the world that you put the demons masquerading as ACDC "back on the highway to Hell."

Life is good.

>[]Punch the priest for setting you up against ACDC right off the bat - they don't even have a keyboard for your third band member!
>[]Congratulate your band
>[]Talk to the voice on the phone - it seems to be in shock
>[]Write-in

TIME TO ROCK!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZCOyQ81JDw

>>34777429
>[]Congratulate your band
Cause we're badass motherfuckers.

>>34777429
>[x] Talk to the voice on the phone.

>>34777429
>>[x]Congratulate your band
You did good.
>>[x]Talk to the voice on the phone - it seems to be in shock
Yo got any gigs for us?

>>34777429
>[]Punch the priest for setting you up against ACDC right off the bat - they don't even have a keyboard for your third band member!
right after that:
>[]Congratulate your band

>>34777429
Talk to the manager

>>34777429
>[X]Congratulate your band

>>34777429
>[]Punch the priest for setting you up against ACDC right off the bat - they don't even have a keyboard for your third band member!
>[]Talk to the voice on the phone - it seems to be in shock

And I'll refrain from posting youtube links to Rainbow-related Dio songs.

> flip off the priest so he can prep for the punch while you tell the man on the phone you've cut the power, in a manner of speaking.

>>34777600
>And I'll refrain from posting youtube links to Rainbow-related Dio songs.
How could you deny us, you cold-hearted bastard?

>>34777646
Well someone posted a Dio vid already and I don't want to flood the thread with the same artist... but here you go then:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fvgrs5DB5rQ

>>34777699
You say that as if there's such a thing as too much Dio. Of course, I'm certain that wasn't your meaning. Right?

>>34777699
Useles trivia: Dio makes references to rainbow in several songs because one of the first bands he was in was called Rainbow.

>>34777796
Certainly, sir, I think we all agree that there is no such thing as too much Dio, and anyone implying otherwise is tricksy and false.

>>34777429
(1/2)
You turn toward your band, all two members of it. Your guitar sways and creaks as you move. You look down and notice that it's cracked, most of the paint has peeled off, and there are lightning-like burn patterns near the pickups. It doesn't feel as solid as it did earlier.

You hold the phone off to the side, look your band in the collective face, and say "you did good. I was really in trouble back there, and you saved me."

The priest jerks his head toward the DJ. "I wouldn't have been able to do half of it without her holding the bike steady for me. She's worth it even without an instrument."

You size up the priest, remembering that he's the reason she doesn't have an instrument right now - ACDC doesn't have a keyboardist, or anything related to the synthesized side of music. He's fought demons, so a punch in the shoulder shouldn't hurt him any, right?

>>34777806
>Rainbow
Aw, hell yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0WNMSTG5C8

>>34777856
(2/2)
You turn and smile at the DJ. "I didn't know you could play the motocycle."

"Well," she retorts, turning the big helmet to face you, "it's not like I had much else to do."

On cue, you drive a hard right into the priest's shoulder. "You should have thought about the fact that ACDC doesn't have a keyboardist before you sent us after them for instruments," you say, as he rolls off the stool into the dust.

"Next time," he says, smiling as he gets up, "I'll schedule a band with a more varied instrumental lineup to leave town ahead of us."

"Wait," a voice cuts in, "you rocked an entire headline band into Hell for their instruments?"

It's the phone, and it sounds incredulous.

>[]Yes.
>[]Hell Yeah.
>[]Well, they were demons.
>[]It's a bit more complicated than that.
>[]Write-in

>>34777882
[X]Well, they were demons.

>>34777882
>[]Hell Yeah.
>[]It's a bit more complicated than that.
>[]Well, they were demons.

>>34777882
>[]Hell Yeah.
>[]Well, they were demons.

>>34777882
>[]Hell Yeah.

>>34777882
>>[x]Hell Yeah.
>>[x]Well, they were demons.

>[x] Well they were demons
side note: a prolific band like AC/DC is gonna need a send off funeral, and there's probably a lot of other rock legends who would attend that. Right? Let's make a stairway to heaven.

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>>34777882
"Hell Yeah," you respond, as you bring the phone back to your ear, "of course, they were also demons."

You can hear the silence on the other end of the line, as if it was a noise itself. Then, finally, the voice on the phone asks "could you please reapet that? There must have been some sort of interference."

"We're on a mission from God," you say, "and they were some of the demons we've sworn to defeat."

The silence is deafening this time. You wait for a good thirty seconds before you hear anything. When you do, you hear a hint of confusion in the voice: "You sound like a nutjob, but I've never heard anyone rock that hard. Who are you?"

>[]Nobody special
>[]An accountant
>[]A Rock God
>[]The Chosen One
>[]Write-in (these are going to be funny, I can feel it)

>>34778139
>"We're..." (turn to the rest of your band to make up a name)
Any ideas, guys?

>>34778139
>>[]Nobody special
>[]An accountant
"And your next big noise"

>>34778139
>I'm the man who's going to save Rock 'n' Roll

>explain to him your fever dream origins and the eclectic and highly marketable band you've put together

>>34778139
>write in
I'm a mother fucking legend.

>>34778139
The man who would be king.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kU2fTXY1yac

>>34778259
Is Dio the official band of this thread? I sure fucking hope so.

>>34778321
>Band
I need to fucking sleep. I can't type any more.

>>34778139
That reminds you that you don't have a band name yet. Well, that can come later.

"I'm nobody special," you say, into the phone and to the group gathered outside the tour bus, "I'm an accountant. I'm the guy who followed the rules, who didn't rebel, who didn't do drugs. I'm the steady, quiet side of the American Dream." You pause for breath, then continue, louder: "I'm the one the old rockers chose in the pits of Hell! I'm the one God picked out with his finger of light! I'm the man who's going to save Rock and Roll! I'M A MOTHERFUCKING LEGEND!"

You've always wanted to say something like that. You never have, because there's nothing in accounting worth saying it about. There was nothing in your marriage worth saying it about. Until now, if you'd had an outburst like that, everyone would have laughed.

Now, you can read the awe on their faces.

"That's quite the buildup," the voice on the phone says, " and sounds like quite the midlife crisis, but from what I've heard, you might be all that. Now, I've got thousands of fans in New Mexico who think ACDC is coming to play a concert for them. It's going to be a horribly hostile crowd when they realize they've been gypped, but I'm going to take a risk and give you the choice. Do you want to take their gig?"

>[]I'm going to have to talk with my band and get back to you on that
>[]Yes
>[]No

>>34778544
>>[x]Yes
To the band: "we've got a gig to do."

>>34778544
>[x]Yes

>>34778544
>[]Yes

>>34778544
>To the band:
You guys in for another gig?

>>34778544
"Yes," you tell the voice on the other end of the phone, "we'll do it. But we need..." You're no stranger to haggling, so, after half an hour or so of wrangling over the phone, you've got everything settled out the way you want it, or, at least, as close as the voice will give you. A tow truck is coming for the tour bus, and the comany will send someone out with a keyboard to take back the unnecessary hangers-on.

As soon as the negotiations are over, you turn to your band and say "we've got a gig."

The priest smiles a knowing smile, and seems on the point of speaking when the DJ shoots out: "wait, we're going to be playing one of ACDC's tour gigs? We haven't played together once, and all of their fans will be pisssed we're not who they paid to see! You can't play a crowd that hostile."

>[]We'll put on masks, and they'll never know the difference, or they'll think it's a joke
>[]We'll just wow them with our sound
>[]The Sex Pistols used to piss on the crowd from the stage to incite them, and people still came to their concerts.
>[]Write-in

>>34779038
>[x]We'll just wow them with our sound. Hell, The Sex Pistols used to piss on the crowd from the stage to incite them, and people still came to their concerts.

>>34779038
>[]We'll just wow them with our sound

>>34779038
>>[x]The Sex Pistols used to piss on the crowd from the stage to incite them, and people still came to their concerts.

>>34779038
>Pissing on the crowd

Please, let's try this at some point.

>>34779038
"The Sex Pistols used to piss on the crowd to make them angry," you say, looking at the place on the helmet you're pretty sure she sees through, "and people came to their concerts anyway. We'll just wow them with our sound."

"Yeah," she replies, voice slightly muffled by the mask, "but making their fans angry and starting riots was just part of what they did as a band. We're not building a reputation of-"

"The only reputation we have is stealing other people's shows," the priest cuts in, looking at you, "thanks to our lead. He steals the highway's show, he steals your show, he steals an entire band's lives, and now he steals an entire gig. What else is new?"

"So crashing and stealing shows is our signature thing?" the DJ asks, sitting up on the bike, "I play the wrong instrument for that."

>[]It's not like the priest can carry his drums around either
>[]That's where your fish comes in handy
>[]It's not always going to be like this - we'll go legit as soon as we can

>>34779213
Are you the whizzard?

>>34779495
>>[x]It's not always going to be like this - we'll go legit as soon as we can

The most important thing isn't what people talk about the band, it is that they talk about the band, period. No publicity is bad publicity etc etc.

Also, we should ask the priest if there's anything we can do to prepare for demon attacks. I've an itch they're going to try something once the word gets around in Hell.

>>34779495
>[x]That's where your fish comes in handy for now. But it's not always going to be like this - we'll go legit as soon as we can

>>34779495
>[]That's where your fish comes in handy
>[]It's not like the priest can carry his drums around either
>we'll need a roadie

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>>34779601
>>34779662
>going legit

What, we go on tour and just wait for them to come to us? That'd be boring.

We want to steal their shows, take their instruments, see their roadies driven before us, and hear the lamentations of their groupies.

>>34779495
>[]The priest can't carry his drums either

>>34779670
>a roadie
We probably also need a second guitar to the band, and perhaps vocals? But that's not really on the agenda until after the gig.

>>34779495
"Well, it's not like the priest can carry his drums around either," you say, " and that's where your fish is really helpful. Still, if we go legit it stop being an issue."

"I don't need to bring drums," the priest says, a lazy smile creeping across his face, "I just need to be able to deck their drummer. Where's the fun in going legit?"

You've got to admit, it'll be hard to hunt other demons if you're on a gig-to-gig tour schedule. Well, you'll figure it out later - you're contracted for the next gig, at least.

"If we're legit," the DJ fires back, "it means we're good enough to gather people under our own name. It's about building a relationship with the fans and improving our own music, not some dick-swinging contest with other bands."

"Do people care that Usain Bolt can sprint a distance in under ten seconds?" the priest asks, laying down on the ground and staring at the sky, "No. We care that he's the fastest man alive."

You're not sure how serious he is, but the DJ's certainly taking his bait. You lay down on the grass yourself and sleepily listen to them argue until you see the tow truck and the rental cars arrive.

You get up and walk over, leaving the DJ and the priest to their disagreements about samples and real drum sounds.

>[]Ask the mechanic about the tour bus
>[]Help unload the keyboard and other equipment
>[]Say some parting words to ACDC's hangers-on
>[]Write-in

>>34780195
>[]Say some parting words to ACDC's hangers-on

By the way, your quest is awesome

>>34780195
maybe we could announce on twitter what concert we're going to crash, i'm sure that could get us a crowd easily after one or two times...
but for now,
>[]Ask the mechanic about the tour bus

>>34780195
(1/2)
The groupies and other hangers-on are gathering around the rental cars. As you walk toward them, they turn to you and keep a respectful distance. Well, if you'd seen someone melt a demon with rock and roll a week ago, you'd have backed away from them too. You can understand how they feel.

You clear your throat, and hope that you can strike the right tone. "They're going to tell you a lot of things," you say, "mostly, they're going to tell you that you're crazy, that there's no way an entire rock band could have been disguised demons, and that even if there were such demons, there's no way I could have melted one of them with a bitchin' guitar solo. But you'll know," you say, every eye on you now, "you'll know the truth. You'll know you're not crazy, you'll know it all actually happened. And then, when everything finally blows up, you'll be able to say the sweetest four words of all: 'I told you so'. At least," you pause, cracking a smile, "my ex-wife certainly thought those were the sweetest words to say." That got a round of chuckles as they climbed into the cars.

Well, hopefully that gets you some good word of mouth. Now it's time to talk to the mechanic about the tour bus.

>>34780820
(2/2)
You find him in the middle of replacing the flat tire, and he assures you that the tire and the side windows are the only problems with the vehicle. If you can stow everything that might fly out of the side, and find the strength to withstand an open-air drive through the desert, you should be good to go.

Great. All you have to do is pack the drums back up while you wait for the tire to be replaced.

What will you do on the trip?

>[]Practice your guitar skills - it's your core competency
>[]Practice singing - it's not like anyone else is doing it
>[]Practice playing it a group - you should get used to it
>[]Practice your stage theatrics and showmanship - flair counts for more than it did in accounting.
>[]Practice a Write-in

Pick 2.

>>34780844
>[]Practice singing - it's not like anyone else is doing it
>[]Practice playing it a group - you should get used to it

>>34780844
>>34780877

Because 4chan's little fit kinda killed the thread, and this feels like a good stopping point, I'm going to call it here tonight.

I should be running again Friday or Saturday - this choice will be the first one in the thread, and then it's ROAD TRIP TIME.

I'll announce the next thread on my Twitter: https://twitter.com/HaikuDeluge

Archived on SupTG, catch up while the catching's good! http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Rock+Quest

>>34780844
>Practice playing it as a group

Namely rhythm, and how it can vary. We have an amazing bass artist and a drummer sent by god. The things we could do with rhythm, tempo, and harmony with that combo will be damned hard to keep up with, if we work it right. But the sound will be amazing, like a prolonged orgasm.