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December 12
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Aurelie Lefevre
THE MAINSTAGE (SPLASHFEST)
POSTED ON Aug 6, 2022 3:40:39 GMT
[attr="class","mon"] [attr="class","monlyrics"]Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea [attr="class","monbody"]While Aurelie had had to strain her ears to hear Dahlia Goode's speech and at least some parts of Melody Miro's song, familiar though it was, she didn't have to struggle at all, even a little bit, to heed the entrance of Teravolt upon the main stage. The groaning of the stage mechanisms, the ear-splitting shrieking noises, the booms of the cannons firing, the blast of powerful sound as the band played its first riffs—all of it was probably enough to wake the dead. At this distance, right near the entrance, the volume of the song was merely bearable, rather than the deafening wall of sound that Aurelie imagined it must be in the midst of that surging crowd. When the lead singer offered everyone in the audience a crown just for screaming the name "Adrian", Aurelie opened her mouth to comply, before catching herself. Sure, the crown was enticing, but who even was Adrian? While she pondered this question, a thousand-plus other audience members screamed the name at the top of their lungs, forcing her to clap her hands over her ears to shut out the horrendous din. With similar puzzlement, she mouthed the lyrics of the song they were performing under her breath, her brows drawing together in amused astonishment. "Wait, he told us we should all scream this person's name, and then he sings, 'Don't tell me what to believe, don't tell me when to be free'?" she muttered aloud, wondering if this really was as contradictory as it sounded. "'Save it for the sheep, already tamed'? But you just told us that we need to basically act like sheep to get the crown, so..."As the song wound on, talking about shooting someone in the yard and fighting the revolution, Aurelie rolled her eyes a little. "'Get out of my house, I ain't Bryan'?" she mouthed incredulously. Who even is Bryan? Did I mishear whatever he was shouting?Besides, she still couldn't get over the band telling their audience what to do and then mocking, well, people who did what they were told. Unless they're actually very subtly mocking their own fans, she thought wryly, in which case they're more clever than I thought they were. But I don't think they are.She shook her head brusquely and got back to the important business of giving away free bottles of water with Iron Lady Forge labels on them to any interested passerby. With so many people screaming and singing along, a fair number of people accepted. If even a few of them glanced at the label, she figured that was good enough for now. [attr="class","montag"]
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