part 6 radiohead fan fiction

Sunday, November 14, 2004

Radiohead Fan Fiction

Radiohead Fan Fiction

PART 6:

A week later. Thom and the band are ready to play another concert. But all is not well.

ED: (to himself) after the show, I'm gonna kill Thom...

COLIN (to himself) after the show, I'm gonna kill Jonny...

JONNY: (to himself) I know all about what Colin is trying to plan, and I'll get him before he gets me...

THOM: (to himself) I'm hungry...

The crowd gets louder and louder. Finally, they start to play The National Anthem. But it sounds really lame since they don't have a drummer, and Jonny is too preoccupied to do the sound effects, and Thom is too distracted by the thought of food to sing, and Ed's guitar isn't real. Basically, it's just colin plucking the wrong notes (cause he's nervous)

After the song, there is dead silence, except for one man

MAN: PLAY CREEP!!

THOM: (out of it) what?

MAN: PLAY CREEP!

THOM ...what?

30 minutes later...

Thom has gotten some granola bars, Colin and Jonny are staring at each other, and Ed is on his cell phone asking if someone has prince albert in a can

MAN: PLAY CREEP!

THOM: Oh ok. Let's go guys, Creep!

Thom begins to do a weird little dance and mumbles some stuff, Colin plays Punch-up, Jonny starts the aribag riff, and Ed is ordering pizza.

Again, once they finish the "song", its dead silence

MAN: CREEP!

THOM: Oh, ok.

The band does a sturring of Myxomatosis.

MAN: CREEP!

THOM: (eating a granola bar) What?

By this time, Ed has completely disappeared, and Jonny and Colin are in a slap fight.



(sigh) we'll catch up with these guys later

to be continued...


PART 8

Thom wakes up in his hotel room. It is the day after.

THOM: What a horrible dream! Strange that it lasted a week, but oh well.

He turns on the news.

REPORTER: OK, the police are looking for this man, Thom Yorke (picture)

THom's not getting fooled again. He just sits there, smugly.

REPORTER: No. Really. We really think he killed Phil.

THOM: Yawn

REPORTER: Really

THOM: Ho-hum

REPORTER: Pinky swear

THOM: AAAAAAHHHHHHH! (dives under bed)

Suddenly, a knock at the door. It is the 2 detectives!!

DET: Hello? My. Yorke

THOM: Yes...I mean...who?

DET 2: Is this THom Yorke's room?

THOM: ........no

DET: But the sign on the door...

THom immediately regretted getting that "Thom Yorke sleeps here. in this room. really" sign to put on his hotel rooms.

THOM: Ther emust be a mix-up...

DET 2: Them who are you?

THOM: (thinks for about 5 minutes) Marilyn....Manson.....

DET: Really

THOM: .....yes.....

DET 2: Hey, what's your real name? My friend are trying to settle a bet.

THOM: Um...(remembering Spongebob last night) Smitty...Warbingyeagerman...jensen...

DET: I KNEW IT! YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS STEVE!

DET 2: damn it!

DET: Hey, what's your favorite song that you've ever done. My nephew loves you.

THOM: Um.....bridge over troubled water?

DET: really...

THOM: yep

DET 2: Hey do you know who killed Phil Selway, by the way?

THOM: yep

DET: Who?

THOM: not thom...some...dominican guy...

DET: I KNEW IT!! DAMN MINORITIES!

DET 2: thanks for your time

They storm off
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