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The crowd screams louder than anyone can think possible.
He is illuminated by the light,
his heart beating a mile a minute as he stands in pose.
The others are the same; they each stand there smiling.
And then the lights cut.
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They all return backstage with a grin on their faces, as they cheer and celebrate a flawless performance. Johnny rests his back against Marks for support, as everyone gradually regains their energy.
Johnny stands up a moment later and speaks to the group.
“Everyone if i can have your attention for just a second” Johnny says in a loud and clear voice and everyone's attention is now on him.
“First of all … we did so FUCKEN WELLL” he cheers like it's a war cry.
Everyone Joins in and they each get up and say words of praise and victory.
They all slowly return to the change rooms and the other things they need to do
Johnny walks with a feeling of calmness as he enters the shower , but suddenly he feels dizzy and the room begins to sway and mix together as he see millions of shapes and colors,his legs feel like mush and his head is heavy and as the world around him and then the world goes dark.
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Johnny slowly regains his conscience, his head throbbing with pain as he looks around he found himself lying on a floor he didn't recognise the room,The events of him fainting slowly came back to him.
As he looked around the room he saw a girl panicking around him. She was throwing things around frantically. She was dressed in strange clothes and he wondered if some insance cosplayer had kidnapped him.
He tried to stand but his legs were too weak to stand and at this point the crazy girl noticed he was conscious and johnny is beyond confused the girl is bowing to his and is speaking a strange lounge one he can't even identify
“Noya xinula, mii sholka sholka veyra.Ishbala melora dekotok koma tova”
the girl said johnny thought she sounded panicked Or even guilty?
He looked around the room ,taking in the unfamiliar furnishings and the ornate decorations that seemed to glow in an unnatural light. He had figured out that he was definitely nowhere near the arena where he has been performing. His mind is blurred with thousands of thoughts.
“Where the fuck am i , are you insane you fucking kidnaped me whats wrong with you”
He asks in korean and at this moment the girl starts to freak the fuck out she starts to speak
“Dera muun doshula angul mii veyra?”
Johnny tries to say something but he keeps getting interrupted by her freaking out
“Dera muun doshula angul mii veyra? Vayva, vika nusa? Oh, shiva, shiva, shiivaaa! Mii shinula xinula! Oh, fuch! Oh, fuch, mii neku nivira."
*Shes starting to piss me off * Johnny thought when he yelled
“Are you on drugs? Is this some kind of messed-up cosplay kidnapping?"
Johnny demanded, his voice laced with frustration. He tried to push himself up from the floor, but a wave of dizziness overwhelmed him, forcing him to sit back down.Panic began to bubble up inside him as he struggled to make sense of what was happening.
her face etched with concern. She spoke rapidly, her words unintelligible to Johnny. He furrowed his brow, trying to comprehend her strange language.
she frantically gestured, trying to communicate something. Realizing that her attempts at conversation were futile, she decided to take a different approach. She raised her hand, and a faint glow surrounded it. With a wave of her hand, a small, shimmering spark shot from her palm.
Johnny's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the magic unfold before him. It was impossible to deny the reality of what he was witnessing. The girl possessed actual magical powers. His mind reeled with the implications of this revelation.
“Did u drug ME?!”
Overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events, Johnny's frustration melted away, replaced by a profound sense of confusion and fear.
*I'm scared*
*Did this bitch drug me*
he thinks as his panic gets worse
Tears welled up in his eyes, and a feeling of helplessness washed over him. The weight of his situation bore down on him, and he couldn't contain the overwhelming emotions any longer. He fell back onto the bed, his body shaking with sobs.
The girl rushed to his side, her earlier concern now replaced with genuine empathy. She reached out a hand, hesitating for a moment before gently placing it on Johnny's shoulder, offering him comfort.
"Lorima solka, vireka shunom biala."
This doesn't help him in the slightest and in a panic the girl knocks johnny out and johnny says before he passes out
“You asshole”
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