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Check It Before I Wreck It [Rap Battle, Totally Open]
The beautiful thing about the Sensoriums is that you can be anyone you think you are in your addled little head. For Punchy, that tends to be a superhero, a playboy billionaire, and a hardcore gangsta. Today, he is also a beloved rapper with mad flow and about eight hundred shawties surrounding the stage, hollering 'whoo!' every time he so much as exhales.
The room is set up to look like the inside of a swanky club, with two stages facing each other and a bar at the back. The lights are stark, shining on the mics up at the edge of the stage. Hologram audience members mill around between the two barricades, many carrying signs declaring that they want to jump Punchy's bones.
He steps up to the mic and taps it. It's on and loud.
"Testing, testing…"
Wild applause. In the audience, a pretty young blonde screams "he looked at meeeeee!" and faints.
"I don't see any challengers!" Punchy yells at the crowd, to apoplectic cheering. He clears his throat and continues, letting the Sensoriums provide some dope beats.
"I look for opponents but where might they be?
It seems like they be proponents of fighting to flee
They don't wanna admit they're all biting off me
If you think I'm wrong, step to the mic and see."
[OOC: Feel free to jump on in and gawk, battle, mock, dance or do whatever! Multi-person threading is also cool!]
The room is set up to look like the inside of a swanky club, with two stages facing each other and a bar at the back. The lights are stark, shining on the mics up at the edge of the stage. Hologram audience members mill around between the two barricades, many carrying signs declaring that they want to jump Punchy's bones.
He steps up to the mic and taps it. It's on and loud.
"Testing, testing…"
Wild applause. In the audience, a pretty young blonde screams "he looked at meeeeee!" and faints.
"I don't see any challengers!" Punchy yells at the crowd, to apoplectic cheering. He clears his throat and continues, letting the Sensoriums provide some dope beats.
"I look for opponents but where might they be?
It seems like they be proponents of fighting to flee
They don't wanna admit they're all biting off me
If you think I'm wrong, step to the mic and see."
[OOC: Feel free to jump on in and gawk, battle, mock, dance or do whatever! Multi-person threading is also cool!]
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Or maybe you're just marveling at my astonishing feats
Bring to the floor, man, and abandon all your other plans
I got skills and flow wider than your silly headband."
In other words, bring it, Jiraiya.
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Rapping, was like strange rhyming! He could totally do this thing!
Maybe.
Probably.
Hopefully.
Son, I write books that are bestsellers,
So steamy they'll even set on fire a cave-dweller,
You want feats, I've got feats, a sannin, one of the three legendary ninjas!
You? I don't see no skills, just a boy from a different era!
If you're good like you say, step on the plate to prove your worth,
Show me what's so great about you on this earth.
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We ain't on an earth because those orbit 'round stars
And for the record, all the orbitting's around me
I'm the hottest motherfucker in the whole galaxy
You want me to prove why I'm great on Earth
I'll take you a step up and prove it for the whole multiverse
So take a step back because your flow's just perverse
I'm the muthafucking best and you're the flat-out worst."