coldspot

this is a football match we're talking about, right?

coldplay?

me too:)

C'mon! you've only done 12 chapters and it's too good to stop! make it to the big 20 first :)

love to read it! Oh and schoolboys is brilliant:laugh3:

please add me to "I CAN HAZ SPARE?" I think I'm the only Aussie here not on that list!

When you loose A Rush and you're first thought is "it's been stolen," or "it's probably snapped in two...scratched.." I missed an appointment and ended up in a four hour panic turning the house upside down/shaking it until I found it. Yes, that was the day i realized I was addicted to coldplay :laugh3:

haha, I watched it today and now I come on here and find this thread is back. Odd :thinking:

These stories are really good. Waiting on the next chapters (hint. hint..)

i personally think everyone is so worried about being payed-out for liking coldplay that they automatically pay others out to save themselves. So technically speaking, everyone who creates all this hate shit must really like them but are just too ashamed to admit it. People who do hate them though often can't be bothered wasting their time complaining. Well that's what I know.

you're kidding!? Now I do have something to cry about. I bet it never sees the light of day.

the book when's the Roadie book coming out? Don't let me hint the disappointment..:bigcry: I thought it was today.

I feel like this thread has turned into a miniature master class:laugh3:

:laugh3: great insights guys. I not banking on going solo though...stage fright:stunned:

i just checked out all the fanfics since i was ere last and they're honestly reallly good. which is why I'm gonna stick to reading em instead of writing my own:D well, for a while anyway.

Okay, I think this has lost its....potential.........:kiss: But here's chapter 4. this is more of a bridge to something else. CHRIS & JONNY IN THE CLOSET Chapter 4 The slat catches and tears a long strip all the way down Jonny’s trouser leg, stopping at the stitching at the bottom. It breaks away from the vent finally and starts crashing on the floor as Jonny rushes after Chris. Chris hears it before he reaches the end of the corridor and upon turning, sees the strip of trouser, almost as long as Jonny’s leg, dragging along behind. He quickly goes back and silently directs his band mate to go back the other way. They walk down to a door at the end of the corridor. Chris tries the handle; it opens into a dark room and Jonny follows in behind, not knowing exactly what Chris is about. Chris shuts the door behind. Chris: You’ve got a massive problem. Jonny: I thought you had the massive problem? Chris: Your trousers, Jon. Ummmm Jonny: Wha… [he realizes and starts frantically trying to pull the sides together in the darkness but doesn’t realize there’s a piece missing.] Jonny: How did I do that? I must be getting fat?? Chris: There’s a strip down the back. Jonny: Where? OMG! I’ll have to change. Give me yours, we’ll swap in here. Chris: No way! I’ve got to get on stage too you idiot. Jonny: Well what the hell am I gonna do? Chris: We’ll go get Debs, she’ll sew it up for you. Jonny [panicking] I don’t want debs! I was so careful going thru that hole! Look at the size of it!!! [la de da…imagine Trouble here] Chris: Oh don’t fret Jonny; we can use one of these box flaps. Jonny: What? Chris: Look, we can bend the edge over and shove it down your trousers. The rest will hang down. I’ll do it too so you don’t look - Jonny: Good idea, next time you tear a gigantic hole down your pants and have to bare your bum in front of ten thousand people… Chris: Jon, I’m trying to help! Jonny: Just forget it. Jonny pushes past him and fumbles around in the darkness trying to find the door handle. Jonny: If we get locked in another room together I’ll cry, I swear. Suddenly, a stack of empty boxes comes tumbling down and blocks Jonny’s escape. Chris: Oh god, I hope there’s no spiders in these! Jonny: Don’t freak out. Chris: I will. Jonny: [Laughing] I know you will. Now where’s the flipping door? Chris: I don’t know. Let’s clear up these boxes first. Jonny: I have to get outer here now. It’s claustrophobic and I can’t see anything. Chris helps Jonny stack the boxes back up, which doesn’t exactly go to plan because they keep tumbling down. A slim ray of light hits the far wall. Another door slowly creaks open… I'm re-writing the rest because otherwise this is going to have no end and it's getting very boring. What do you think?

CHRIS & JONNY IN THE CLOSET Part 3 cause I'm bored. Chapter 3: A few minutes later… JONNY: [worriedly] Look don’t touch it. Just leave it alone. Jonny peers closely for the umpteenth time. JONNY: Let’s just keep this between us, okay? I think it would be better if certain peoples didn’t know. Chris nods knowingly then reaches for the door handle. His face turns grave. Whispering: CHRIS: Oh please no. JONNY: Don’t fool around, you twat! CHRIS: It’s Guy. JONNY: No it’s not. He didn’t go near the door. Well not there anyway. CHRIS: How do you know? Jonny points to the vent at the bottom of the door. JONNY: I was watching, he couldn’t have. CHRIS: Oh c’mon Jonny. He could’ve done it from the side. JONNY: No, he’s not that smart! CHRIS: He would. JONNY: He wouldn’t. CHRIS: Just for fun. You know what he’s like. JONNY: He wouldn’t pull something like this. CHRIS: He’s set us up! Chris starts pulling on the handle noisily, hoping it’s just jammed or something. Jonny pushes him aside, suddenly fearing being caught in a closet with Chris by anyone else other than Guy or Will would spell extreme humiliation. He squats down to the vent. JONNY: HEY- CHRIS: SSSHHHHHHH!!! JONNY: Yuk! :shocked2: You spat on me! Jonny wipes his sleeve across the side of his face. CHRIS: I though this was between us? JONNY: Well how else do you think we’re gonna get out of here? CHRIS: Not by letting the whole world know. JONNY: But we’re not!! CHRIS: Look, how do you explain us getting locked in a tiny storage room together? Suddenly, someone walks by the door, their feet visible through the vent. They both back up against the wall, cringing as its announced there’s only ten minutes until show time. The voice also enquires about Jonny and Chris’s whereabouts… CHRIS: Oh no, what are we gonna do? This is nightmare! JONNY: Don’t worry your pants off. We’ll just pick the lock and then wait until the coast is clear. CHRIS: Then what? We just appear from nowhere? And what do you think you can shove down a key hole in here? A mop? Jonny rolls his eyes. JONNY: You know none of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t been so touchy. CHRIS: Oh so it’s my fault now? You gave it to me, remember? Jonny squats down again and starts pulling at the vent. He realizes it’s been screwed in. Chris starts pulling at the individual plastic slats in the vent and one comes loose. Frantically, they both start pulling the slats and one by one, they come loose and drop to the floor. Working tactically, they pull loose several from the top. CHRIS: That’s enough. We can get through there. JONNY: Wait, let’s just do this one. Chris impatiently starts trying to figure out how to get through the foot and a half wide hole while Jonny is determined to pull out one final slat. Chris puts a leg through the gap and gets stuck half way. Jonny pulls the middle of the slat and then places his foot on Chris, deciding he can push Chris through and break the slat all at once. It bends. Snap! CHRIS: Thanks a lot. JONNY: Sorry :sneaky: Jonny starts to squeeze through in the same awkward fashion as Chris, but the slat he was so determined to break is still attached to the vent. It catches his trouser leg as he goes through. There’s a tearing sound, but nobody takes any notice as people start pouring into the band’s room in the last few minutes before the band go on stage. Chris panics, realizing the people are celebrities and other musicians there to see the show. He starts racing down the corridor to the room, leaving Jonny in his wake. There's 7 chapters in all if ya wanna read them.

okay, part 2 of CHRIS & JONNY IN THE CLOSET **I haven't the faintest idea about how to put spoilers or whatever they are in, so if someone explains it I'll edit this and put one in;) Chapter 2: The Closet Jonny leans against the wall in the corridor, out of sight of both Guy and Will. Chris: We have a massive problem. Guy pokes his head around the corner with a big annoying grin on his face. Chris: GUY! Chris jerks Jonny into a small room off the corridor and slams the door. There are lots of mops and other cleaning equipment in there. Chris is in Jonny’s face. Chris: We have a massive problem. Jonny: You told me that already! Will you… can you get any closer?! Chris steps back against the far wall, which isn’t all that far… CHRIS: [whispering] I have a cold sore. JONNY: Oh. Sorry. Wait, why’d you drag me in here to tell me that? CHRIS: Jonny! JONNY: What? CHRIS: I have a cold sore! JONNY: Yeah, so? I’ve got one too! What, are you worried you’ll give it to Gwyneth and ruin her face? Chris looks exasperated at Jonny’s inability to take this seriously. CHRIS: Jonny, I have a cold sore. Do you not understand what this means? Jonny: [Jonny shakes his head] Nup. What does having a cold sore mean? CHRIS: [quietly] it’s on my lip. JONNY: Oh… The situation grows awkward, with both Jonny and Chris trying to avoid each other’s eyes. JONNY: Wait…where is it? I can’t see it. CHRIS: Do you need to? Jonny cranes his head closer to Chris’s face. Finally, Chris points to the spot. JONNY: What…that thing? [smiling] It’s a pimple Chris, don’t worry about it. Jonny starts giggling; Chris is not amused. CHRIS: Jonny! JONNY: Chris, its fine. You can’t even see it. CHRIS: Jonny, where exactly is your cold sore? JONNY: On my lip. CHRIS: Exactly! And where is mine? JONNY: Oh … okay. CHRIS: Yes “OKAY”. What are we gonna do about it? JONNY: Look, it doesn’t matter. Nobody’s going to think that. CHRIS: How do you know? Jon, you have no idea what people are like! I have a cold sore on my lip and so do you!!! What’s it gonna look like? Suddenly, there is a scuffling sound down near the bottom of the door. Guy’s peeping through the air vent at the bottom of the door. Inside it’s too dark for him to see anyone… GUY: Helllloooo?????? Chris and Jonny flatten themselves against the shelves behind, terrified at being seen together in a closet. Guy eventually looses interest and walks back to the room. JONNY: [whispering] why’d you have to pick a closet of all places? CHRIS: [hissing] People are gonna think we’ve been kissing!!! JONNY: Well that’s fine, because we haven’t, have we? CHRIS::dead: To be continued...

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Now I'm writing part two :P Where is everybody?

thanks guys 2732, that's one of the funniest things I've heard

hehe. I've been watching this thread for a while now but haven't had the guts to post something. Now I've written a story about Chris & Jonny. It's in three short parts, hope there ain't anything too similar here;) Btw, I couldn't think of a title. No, it's called :thinking:...CHRIS & JONNY IN THE CLOSET.... Jonny, Guy and Will are waiting in a room backstage before the show. Chris enters. C: Jonny, we have to talk. J: Oh, so we’re talking now? Jonny raises his eyebrows at Chris, comically. Chris looks deadpan. J: Okay, say what you have to say C: Not here W: [mildly amused] Why not? C: Because it’s none of your business! Chris grabs a reluctant Jonny by the arm and pulls him towards another room that turns out to be a small but long corridor between the band’s room and another. G: Ooooo C: Get lost Guy! J: [sarcastically] yeah, get lost Guy. Will chuckles to himself. To be continued....

Just checked for ya, it's on at 4:15

no sweat... i don't have it either:laugh3:

hey guys, I've been trying to figure out how to get a band together for a while now and have no idea...:dizzy2: Then I thought of this forum so I've come here hoping you guys can give me some tips/advice. Has anyone formed a band where peoples had different musical tastes and wanted to play different things? Did it work out? BTW, I'm the girl who had the rattling guitar; the ruddy thing still rattles.:laugh3: