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[Svarte Troner]

Hello again, I hope it's ok if I revive this, for this is:

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It's not a very long read through, so I'll be waiting for your suggestions.
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This is a traditional suggestion game in which I will attempt to illustrate a story comprised of stupid references none of you will understand with poorly drawn ms paint images. And I won't be surprised if it fizzles out by tomorrow night. Who cares, this is Black Metal!:

It's a frostbitten Wednesday morning, circa 1994. You've slowly awoken from your nokturnal slumber to find that your basement is still completely dark. Frankly, you don't even think you're in your basement.

[Hastur]

stun a bat with your guitar and eat its head for breakfast

[Bdthemag]

Listen to your favorite band, The Dead Baby Killers.

[pjwaffle]

Occupy hollywood!

[Ghazkull]

You forgot that you have Scream/Growl Activated Lightning.

how about:

GIVE ME SOME LIGGGGGGHT!

[Svarte Troner]

Summoning the unholy power Satan!, you screech the most blasphemous of demands to the ancient primordial Gods of blasphemy!: "GIVE ME SOME LIGGGGGGHT!"




The lights come back on. For some reason the room seems just as dark, but you can see. Go figure.
Some guy's sitting in the corner mumbling, oh wait, It's your Finnish drummer Mikko. There's a stunned bat on the ground too, you must have knocked it out with your scream. You may expect a phone call from the neighbors any minute.

[Yoink]

>Growl a greeting at Mikko
>Get bat
>Find kitchen

[Bdthemag]

Bite the head off of the bat, to show how BLACK METAAAAAALLLLL you are.

[mcclay]

get out of the basement

[Svarte Troner]

You spot the bat on the ground, poor fella. Hell, you might as well just eat it, so you chomp off his little head and take a moment to crunch. You offer some to Mikko, he just gives you a perplexed look and declines.


Well, there's nothing left to do down here but play with that shitty broken guitar some asshole lent you in the corner, so you head towards the door with Mikko.



A flight of stairs later and you find yourself in a grocery store? your record label's shop, Purgatory. There's some papers over on the counter:


Who the hell's this Sven dickhead? Oh yeah, he's some insane prick who left the band cause he didn't think it was evil enough. Hold on, what was your band called?

[SirAaronIII]

> Black Sins of [someone put an evil word here]'s Evil Darkness

[Hubris Incalculable]

> Der Fledermäus mit kein Kopf

[The Fool]

> Die Fledermäus mit kein Kopf

Fixed. This. Or maybe this:

>Tote Fledermäus

[Lillipad]

>Be the Pony

[Trapezohedron]

>Be the Pony

>Be Metalhoof