Re: PERFORMANCE: Queen Barb
As the light came up, the cameras focused in on Queen Barb, a happy but determined grin on her face, dressed in tight black vinyl pants, knee-high black high heeled boots, and a sleeveless Heart tee, cut off at the midriff.
The most surprising thing, though... was her look. She wore a black choker, and heavy, dark eyeliner. Her left ear was pierced with several large silver hoops. And most telling... her multi-colored hair was shaved close to the head on the sides, and the rest was sprayed up into a mohawk. And in her hands? A brand new guitar, fashioned after the beloved flying V she had in her world. She began ripping through a familiar, galloping riff as her vocals began, one foot propped up on a nearby amp.
"So this ain't the end, I saw you again, today I had to turn my heart away Smiled like the sun, kisses for everyone And tales, it never fails"
She threw a hand in the air, giving the horns with her fingers as she stuck that long tongue out, curling it seductively to the camera.
"You lying so low in the weeds I bet you gonna ambush me You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees..."
She winked into the camera, flinging her guitar around her body once by the strap.
"Now wouldn't you, barracuda?"
She ran toward the front of the stage, crouching down to happily glad-hand with some of the fans in the audience. They were loving her and she fed off of it like a drug. This was the crescendo her entire journey on this show had built to. The Queen of Rock, performing her favorite song for adoring fans all over the universe.
"Back over time we were all trying for free You met the porpoise and me, uh-huh No right, no wrong you're selling a song, a name Whisper game"
The last time she'd performed this song, it was in an attempt to wipe out all music but rock from her world. She'd been a misguided, disillusioned girl, who had needed her eyes opened in a big way. And thankfully when that happened, she was able to fix what she had harmed. But this? This was her sharing her passion for rock, for this song, with people who gladly wanted to hear it. Who wanted to celebrate her and rock n' roll itself.
"And if the real thing don't do the trick You better make up something quick You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick Ooh, barracuda, oh yeah"
Barb felt a warm glow inside her, thinking of everything else that had changed about her life since arriving here. Sure, she was upset at first that she was no longer a troll... and no longer had a kingdom... but in return? She'd gained friends. Fans. A true love. And it filled her with a glee she barely knew she could feel.
"Sell me, sell you, the porpoise said Dive down deep now to save my head, you I think that you got the blues too"
Win or lose, this was it. This was the end of her Universal Idol journey. And while the old Barb would have pursued victory by any means necessary, and would have cared about nothing other than winning... she'd changed. Matured. And now she realized that the journey was what mattered, not the destination. Win or lose, she had friends, fans, and family now. And she couldn't be happier.
"All that night and all the next Swam without looking back Made for the western pools, silly, silly fools"
"The real thing don't do the trick, no You better make up something quick You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick Ohh, barra-barracuda, yeah"
She went back to that galloping riff, banging her head to the beat of the song. These were the last moments of the song, and of her final attempt at getting votes. She poured her all into it, dropping to her knees as she tore through the closing single, soaking in the cheers before closing the song out with a big, happy, satisfied smile. Whether she won or lost... The Queen was back. Long live The Queen.