:angry: if Will wasn't so cool, i'd hate him. :P

hahahaha.Will "no"

that works too. :P

i feel like writing one now.

hmm...

 

Guy: It's... a...rainy... day... in... NY...This... is... my... lunch... Guy... and... send!

Chris: My lunch... my lunch. That gives me an idea!

Jonny: An idea about what? A song?

Chris: Yes, jonnyboy, a song. A song called... no, that's a ridiculous idea. Wait! No it's not. It will be called My Lunch, and it'll go like this. *sits at piano*

Ham and cheese sandwich

On a yummy toasted roll

No.. no..

Ham and cheese sandwich

So tasty and so fine

Oh ham and cheese sandwich

So lucky that you're mine

Guy: :lol: I like it.

Jonny: It's good.

Chris: Wait... no it's not. But I can fix it. Actually this gives me a really good idea.

Sitting with my Jonny... I mean, girlie

Everything's so fine

And I'd love to tell you girlie

I'm so glad that you are mine

Jonny: Aww, that's really sweet.

Guy: Yeah, and I think I know what I can do with the bass to make it sound even better!

Chris: Yeah, yeah! Will?

Will: No.

 

END.

 

That made me laugh even harder! :laugh3::laugh3::lol:

 

I love these little random stories!

there really cool :D lol xx

Hey I posted this shorty, silly thing on the Coldplay twitter thread, in case ya'll didn't see it.

 

Ok no tweets yet today?

 

Guy: I think I'll tweet to my girls and let them know we are still alive.

Chris: *cough, sniff, sniff* Put that phone down Guy!!!!

Guy: But they miss me when I don't tweet.

Chris: *cough, sniff* They don't want to know about you, they worry about me.

Guy: So I'll let them know your on the mend.

Chris: Yes, and *sniff, sniff* tell them I am going to soak in a hot bath, they will like that.

GuyRolls Eyes) Yes Chris, and I'll let them know Jonny's washing your back too.......

Chris: *cough, sniff* is that suppose to be funny, cause I'm not laughing, It's not funny, do you see me laughing? Why oh why do you torment me the way you do? I'm sick!!!

Guy: (Shakes head) I'm leaving the room now......

Chris: Could you please bring me some tea???? GUY.... GUY... DAMN-IT GUY, I'm sick... GUY!!!

 

 

I loved the random little stories some of you posted so I thought I'd give my 2 cents. LOL

That's so great :D

I could bring some hot tea to Chris... ;)

or green tea ;) x

Haha, I know, at weekend i think...

Sorry gals, in this short fic, I have first dibs at it, stand in line sisters!!!!:laugh3:

42

 

 

"I, Chris Martin want to marry you, William Champion!" Slurred Chris. He was still wearing his microphone, The Bakery erupted with laughter. Brian Eno walked onto the stage. "Well on that note, I welcome everyone here to celebrate fifteen years of the amazing Coldplay! I have produced their last two albums, 'Viva La Vida' and last years monster selling 'We Love Our Fans' which sold an amazing one billion copies! I am very proud and would like to unveil this plaque behind me!" The plaque read 'This is dedicated to fifteen years of the marvelous Coldplay with love'. Brian continued, "Now I would like the whole, slightly drunk, band to join me on the stage!". Chris Martin, Jonny Buckland, Guy Berrymen and Will Champion walked onto the stage.

 

"Hey" the four of them said in unison. "Thanks alot guys, here's for another 15 years of Coldplay! Anyone want any cake?" said Will, tripping on the stage. Another bout of laughter is heard. "Cheers guys! Now, have fun!" said Chris, everyone walking off the stage, approaching the food table.

 

"Just need the toilet!" Said Will. "Alright, see you soon!" said Chris, munching on a sausage roll. Gwyneth approached Chris. "That was great darling! Now come to the bedroom!" said Gwyneth, biting her lip. "You go to the bedroom and I'll get ready!" Chris said, swallowing the sausage roll. "Don't be long!" said Gwyneth, with a massive grin. Chris smiled to himself and walked upstairs. "Guess it is just us three!" said Guy. "Wait, Where's Phil?" said Jonny, looking around. "He will probabbly chatting up some girl, I'll go look for him!" said Guy, walking away. "All by myself!" Jonny sang with a mouthful of cake.

 

"Brian!" said a man, aproaching Brian. "Hello!" said Brian, smiling. "Don't you know who I am?" asked the man. "Of course I do. You are that guy from Alphabeat!" Brian replied. "I'm Brandon Flowers from The Killers" said Brandon. "Ooh sorry!" said Brian, embarrased and slowly walking back onto the stage. "Okay, we have got some music for the band, they can have a break tonight! Please welcome, Keane!" shouted Brian but then the lights went out. Everyone in the room stopped still, whispers could be heard. "Oh don't worry! Can someone sort that out?" asked Brian. There was a bang, everyone screamed. The lights went back on. "Brian!" shouted a man, jumping onto the stage. There was silence as the man looked up. "He's dead"

 

Do you want to kill them all?!:laugh3::laugh3::laugh3:

my wrist, that i broke a while back is really acting up today, so not going to be able to finish chapter 3 of "EOTS". sorry!! :nice:!!!

my wrist, that i broke a while back is really acting up today, so not going to be able to finish chapter 3 of "EOTS". sorry!! :nice:!!!

 

 

what on earth did you do??

my wrist, that i broke a while back is really acting up today, so not going to be able to finish chapter 3 of "EOTS". sorry!! :nice:!!!

aww feel better christina!! :heart::hug:!!

Knock Knock... "Come in"

 

Chris:JonnyBoy!!!

Jonny: Guy told me you felt alittle better

Chris: No, and I want someone to wait on me...

Jonny: Your being childish

Chris: I'm sick, and I deserved to be looked after.

Jonny: So I guess you want me to wash your back?

Chris: Damn that Guy, go find him and take that damn twitty machine away from him!

Jonny: No, The girlyfans want to be updated!!

Chris: *sniff* (Whiney) (places hand to his head like a diva), oohhh I'm sick.....

Jonny: I'm going to hang with Guy and tweet...... Bye...

Chris: Noooooooooo Jonny....... Jonny...... Hello.... Are you there??? Please won't someone at least get me some God damn Tea???*cough* cough*:laugh3:

I love these Guy-Twitter stories. :D

42

 

 

"I, Chris Martin want to marry you, William Champion!" Slurred Chris. He was still wearing his microphone, The Bakery erupted with laughter. Brian Eno walked onto the stage. "Well on that note, I welcome everyone here to celebrate fifteen years of the amazing Coldplay! I have produced their last two albums, 'Viva La Vida' and last years monster selling 'We Love Our Fans' which sold an amazing one billion copies! I am very proud and would like to unveil this plaque behind me!" The plaque read 'This is dedicated to fifteen years of the marvelous Coldplay with love'. Brian continued, "Now I would like the whole, slightly drunk, band to join me on the stage!". Chris Martin, Jonny Buckland, Guy Berrymen and Will Champion walked onto the stage.

 

"Hey" the four of them said in unison. "Thanks alot guys, here's for another 15 years of Coldplay! Anyone want any cake?" said Will, tripping on the stage. Another bout of laughter is heard. "Cheers guys! Now, have fun!" said Chris, everyone walking off the stage, approaching the food table.

 

"Just need the toilet!" Said Will. "Alright, see you soon!" said Chris, munching on a sausage roll. Gwyneth approached Chris. "That was great darling! Now come to the bedroom!" said Gwyneth, biting her lip. "You go to the bedroom and I'll get ready!" Chris said, swallowing the sausage roll. "Don't be long!" said Gwyneth, with a massive grin. Chris smiled to himself and walked upstairs. "Guess it is just us three!" said Guy. "Wait, Where's Phil?" said Jonny, looking around. "He will probabbly chatting up some girl, I'll go look for him!" said Guy, walking away. "All by myself!" Jonny sang with a mouthful of cake.

 

"Brian!" said a man, aproaching Brian. "Hello!" said Brian, smiling. "Don't you know who I am?" asked the man. "Of course I do. You are that guy from Alphabeat!" Brian replied. "I'm Brandon Flowers from The Killers" said Brandon. "Ooh sorry!" said Brian, embarrased and slowly walking back onto the stage. "Okay, we have got some music for the band, they can have a break tonight! Please welcome, Keane!" shouted Brian but then the lights went out. Everyone in the room stopped still, whispers could be heard. "Oh don't worry! Can someone sort that out?" asked Brian. There was a bang, everyone screamed. The lights went back on. "Brian!" shouted a man, jumping onto the stage. There was silence as the man looked up. "He's dead"

 

:lol: that reminds me of the one Monty Python sketch. :P

I'm inspired again...by this video. :D

[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1XeQJSVFc28]YouTube - First Song and Chris Martin pissed about burning his wrist- Hershey PA[/ame]

 

Will: Hey, Guy...is Chris okay?

Guy: Dunno, I'll check. *saunters over to Chris* Hey man, you okay?

Chris: GOD WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU I'LL KILL YOU FUCKING DIE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!

Guy: ...

Will: Well...?

Guy: He's fine. :nice:

:lol: nice.

I'm inspired again...by this video. :D

 

Will: Hey, Guy...is Chris okay?

Guy: Dunno, I'll check. *saunters over to Chris* Hey man, you okay?

Chris: GOD WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU I'LL KILL YOU FUCKING DIE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!

Guy: ...

Will: Well...?

Guy: He's fine. :nice:

:lol:

love it!

I'm inspired again...by this video. :D

 

Will: Hey, Guy...is Chris okay?

Guy: Dunno, I'll check. *saunters over to Chris* Hey man, you okay?

Chris: GOD WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU I'LL KILL YOU FUCKING DIE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!

Guy: ...

Will: Well...?

Guy: He's fine. :nice:

 

hahaha.totally.Guy just walks away:laugh3::laugh3:

Yikes, I haven't posted a chapter in ages. I'm sorry :(

 

Well here is Chapter Six of 'A Warning Sign'. Hope you enjoy! (Also see if you catch the nod to a funny thread we had floating around here not too long ago :laugh3:)

 

I'm sorry about having to link to the LJ page but when I try to post it here it tells my that I have gone over the character limit :shocked2: not really sure how that is possible...

 

You can find previous parts Chapters 1-5 here:

 

 

 

Chapters 1-5

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six

 

 

 

 

http://community.livejournal.com/coldplayarchive/3102.html#cutid1

 

 

 

thanks x

these recent fics are so funny:D

42 Pt.2

 

 

 

SEVERAL MONTHS EARLIER

 

"Brian!" said the hooded man, rifling through his massive coat pocket. The alley was quiet, very quiet. The pitch black darkness was something that Brian Eno, millionaire music producer, was not used to and neither was the deal he was about to undertake. Brian watched as the man, who's face was hidden, pulled out a big, white envelope. He pulled out a picture. "Is this the women you want killed?" asked the man. His voice was deep and husky like he was trying to disguise it. "Yes. That is my wife and I want her dead" replied Brian with no expression on his face. "Okay" exclaimed the man, turning round and walking away. "By the way" he said, as he walked, "I like the music you make!"

 

TWO WEEKS LATER

 

"I will miss her" said Brian, dressed in black, overseeing the coffin of his dead wife. The man was there, sat at the back, wearing a hoody, reading a newspaper. Brian stared at him. The man waved back. "Thank you" Brian concluded as he walked out of the church, quickly followed by the man.

 

"I want my money!" said the man, taking off his hood. Brian looked the man up and down. "Is this some sort of sick joke you are playing on me?" he asked. "I thought I knew you!" he said, collapsing on the floor.