Midgar Idol: The
FFVII Rock Band
Prologue
Yuffie spun
around on a stool slapping her knee. Tifa was sitting there flipping through a
secret picture album and stopped at a picture that made her giggle sometimes.
Cloud’s head was..chopped off!! Naw,
just kidding. He was resting his head in his arms sleeping on top of a
table, all curled up. Vincent walked in and got lost somewhere in a pool of
shadow.
An
hour a later.
Yuffie slumped on
the stool after burning 300 calories. Tifa sat with a cheek in her hand staring
blankly at Vincent’s leg. Vincent was sitting on top of the bar counter
meditating. Cloud was using the bathroom.
“…good
gaaaaaaaawd someone say something!! The silence!! It’s eating me alive!! Make a
noise!! Grunt Vinnie!!!!” Yuffie yelled out
frustrated. Vincent shrugged and went
back to meditating.
“We literally
defeated every bad crap there is in this boring world. Isn’t there anything fun
to do now? I sometimes wish something uncool would happen..”
Tifa faded off staring into space.
“Where’s the other members at?” Vincent spoke up all of a
sudden, scaring the poopy outta the 2 girls.
“I dunno…” Tifa
answered lightly. Yuffie turned the TV on and landed on an interesting channel.
There were people taking turns singing and dancing. The three tuned in when an
unforgettable voice began to say “I’ve heard bad singing…but I must admit…you
just created an own world of horrible music. Congratulations, you made me go
deaf and as well as the world. But there are other ways to make this world go
deaf..” He famously flicked his hair arrogantly and
smirked at the camera.
“He is
sooooooooooooo hott!” Yuffie melted to the floor.
“Yuffie! That’s Rufus Shinra! I thought we
destroyed him already! There must be something up his sleeve…” Tifa faded off
again.
Cloud came out
the bathroom spraying air freshener behind him. “I’m done! You wanted to go in
Vincent?” Vincent looked at with a grossed out look on his pretty white face
and shook his head. Cloud shrugged and looked over at the deep in thought Tifa.
“What’s wrong Tifa? Is the smell that bad?” he asked, spraying the vanilla
scent in the air for 5 seconds.
“No..Rufus is still alive,” she looked at him.
“And he is like,
really hot now,” Yuffie beamed.
“What?! But I thought—“ Tifa
cut him off.
“Yeah..but apparently..he survived
somehow..and he has some filthy trick up his butt
crack, disguising to be a judge on that show, Midgar Idol.”
“We gotta tell
the others! We must stop him before he like..like..gets more..like..power..”
Cloud sputtered out all of a sudden. “But how..” he
too, faded off.
Yuffie’s head
slowly turned around 360 degrees (or is it 180?) freakishly and the other three
jumped back. She smiled and a ding! was heard. “The
only way to get near Rufus…is to get into Midgar Idol! And the only way all of
us can get in is…”
“…is?” Tifa asked
suspiciously and curiously.
“START A BAND!!!”
Yuffie squealed happily and turning back to normal again.
Tifa’s eyes lit up and she grinned widely. Cloud ran a hand through his spiky
hair looking up smiling and Vincent raised a brow.
“Finally, a
worthy idea from you, Yufe,” Cloud slapped her back and she growled at him.
“This is great
news! I’ll call the others and some people who can help us…” Tifa chirped
running upstairs.
“This is gonna be
embarrassing, we don’t know how to play instruments, and there’s too many members”
Vincent muttered to himself.
“We can be like