ThrashMaverick

8:45 PM. Waiting. Watching them. The band is up there right now, the one playing before we're up. Their set is almost over. Clock hits 8:50. Only five minutes, passed too quickly. "Payload, you're up!" It's our turn to go up. Our time to shine. We set up, we play, we take our gear down. Same shit every time, but I love doing it. Guitar. My instrument. Her name is Auriahna. Named her after the girl I love. Black Jackson guitar. Almost looks like Schuldiner's. Okay, our gear is set up and we're ready to go. Drummer brings his sticks together, counting us off. "One, two! One, two, three, four!" Song starts. I play. We play, together. I left myse

Hey there. My name is Soltrenko, Kristoff Soltrenko. Heh, that sounded a little Bond-ish, but enough of that. Have you ever felt as if though there's another version of you out there? If you don't believe me, I have proof that there ARE different versions of us out there, in different dimensions. I like to call them interdimensional partners, and my partner's name is Maverick. He and I can actually combine our souls to amplify our strength, and in our combined form we're called Thrash Maverick. Now, apparently my friends also have their own interdimensional partners. Maverick knows them, and they actually have their own team. Their names are