IGC 1 :by Masterblarg:When I came to, I was on some kind of large stage, guitar strapped around my neck. I looked down in shock, “What the hell?!” I asked, and then took a furtive glance all around me. Singer and bassist to my right, and a drummer behind?The loud yells f the crowd were deafening as they called out, “Play something!” or, “get off stage idiots!” Were just a few of the nasty comments I could make out.The singer looked at me, and I looked down, going red, “Uhm... I can't play guitar,” I said, but no one seemed to pay attention as everyone else began to get started.Click the link provided in the description
IGC 2 :by Masterblarg:I had embarrassed myself a few times now from the singing, and it was getting annoying. Strangely enough there was a bottle of water just offstage for me that I drank every now and then, though I never really got a good chance to have any more of a break.Finally I managed to tell the rest of the band to give me a short break, which I could finally use to my advantage and take a look at the small Dual scre- I mean 'Dynamo Switcher' on my wrist. At least that's what it called itself when I turned the damn thing on.I pressed the clock on the top screen only to have it yell at me, 'YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!'....Click the link in the descriptio
IGC 3 :by MasterBlarg:*****CLUB SUBMISSION, DO NOT FAVE/COLLECT HERE*****The music started, the rest of the NPC's there seemed to be playing it perfectly, as I had hoped, and the lyrics were even starting to scroll across my vision.I had to do my best impression of the singer from Priestess for this one, but I had heard and played this song so many times I could recite it in my sleep, which I wouldn't have been very surprised if I actually had done something like that.“Lay down, sleep my little darling,” I began to sing the words to one of my favorite songs from guitar hero, knowing that by doing this I'd be fully able to escape from this game.Pl
IGC 1 :by Vexxblack:*****DO NOT FAVE/COLLECT - CLUB SUBMISSION*****The weather was very fine today as Marcus sat on the high cliff’s edge and watched the sea, it always made him relax.“Marcus!!” His friend Collin called out, giving Marcus no choice but to go and see what was up. Marcus didn’t like his peace disturbed but Collin was always wanting something.“What is it, Collin?” Marcus groaned.“You got something at your front door!” Collin said excitingly.“…Did you open it?”“No!”“You’d better not, remember what happened last time?”See the link in the description to con
IGC 1 :by thedorkusmaximus:So. Is this supposed to be punishment for failing a few classes at school?Sounds about right.Forced to answer easy questions for hours, maybe months on end.“Touch the side with the larger amount!” the strange person prompted, and I simply stared at him a moment.......Please see the link in the description for more of this story.
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