LJ Idol Season 8, Week 13: "Current Events"
"The Challenge"
Crowley looked over the edge of his cliff, down at the winding road below. The sound of the construction crews laboring in the floodlights below turned to...applause?
What's going on down there? Crowley wondered as he leaned in for a better look. Hmph. So they've finished the road, despite our best efforts. Don't they know this is OUR territory? I mean, they freaking NAMED the road after him!
The winds picked up, howling in approval of Crowley's words. As he retreated back behind the rock, he caught sight of a single car, traveling down the southbound lane.
Suppertime, Crowley thought to himself. With reflexes honed by centuries of hunting on Highway One, he swooped down and landed gracefully on the road. He waited patiently until the car was exactly the right distance away, then let his black light shine.
The car screeched to a halt, revealing two shaggy-haired young men in the front seat. Behind them, Crowley noticed a guitar case and an amp. Musicians, he thought to himself. They might have enough hubris to actually try it.
As the men stepped out of the car, Crowley issued the challenge that none had ever met.
"Play the best song in the world...OR I'LL EAT YOUR SOULS!"
Crowley looked over the edge of his cliff, down at the winding road below. The sound of the construction crews laboring in the floodlights below turned to...applause?
What's going on down there? Crowley wondered as he leaned in for a better look. Hmph. So they've finished the road, despite our best efforts. Don't they know this is OUR territory? I mean, they freaking NAMED the road after him!
The winds picked up, howling in approval of Crowley's words. As he retreated back behind the rock, he caught sight of a single car, traveling down the southbound lane.
Suppertime, Crowley thought to himself. With reflexes honed by centuries of hunting on Highway One, he swooped down and landed gracefully on the road. He waited patiently until the car was exactly the right distance away, then let his black light shine.
The car screeched to a halt, revealing two shaggy-haired young men in the front seat. Behind them, Crowley noticed a guitar case and an amp. Musicians, he thought to himself. They might have enough hubris to actually try it.
As the men stepped out of the car, Crowley issued the challenge that none had ever met.
"Play the best song in the world...OR I'LL EAT YOUR SOULS!"