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fanfic

so i have completely written 2 fanfics, Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge and I Brought You My Bullets. i also started to write one called Revolution: MCR, but i didn't finish it. i probably will just not yet. I was just curious, for any of you who have read my fanfics, which one would you say was better. Three Cheers or Bullets? and please state why. i ask also so i know which direction to kind of take it in when i finish Revolution: MCR

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 11/FINALE

This is the going to be the last part to my drama fanfic I Brought You My Bullets, partially because this is the eleventh part and there were 11 songs on Bullets. Please enjoy!

As Helena and Gerard drove off and away from the sirens, away from the massacre in the office building, Gerard kept thinking that this is what they get. This was what they get for ignoring their feelings. That had felt worse and worse about their crimes, they were almost ready to give it all up and maybe even get married.

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 10

again, srry it's been so long. this is the 10th part of my newest drama fanfic. enjoy!

Gerard and Helena passed by a building in the city. It was the office building Helena used to work at before she moved to New Jersey and met Gerard. "Have i got a story about this shithole!" exclaimed Helena as she passed and pulled over around the block. "What are you stoppin' for?" asked Gerard, but Helena ignored him and continued with her story.

CONVENTIONAL WEAPONS/ TYPE-O

I don't know if anyone else has posted about this or if it is on all the boxes, but i was looking on the back of my Conventional Weapons box-set and noticed a type-o on it. The track listing for Number Three and Number Two are switched as in, they don't match up with their respective vinyl covers. I just thought that was weird and wondered if anyone else noticed or has even had this problem. i don't mind, just that it was funny. i would suggest going back and looking on your boxes

I BROUGHT YOU MY BULLETS PT. 9

the 9th part to my newest drama fanfic based on my favorite MCR album!

Gerard and Helena paniced at the sound of the doorknob they jumped up and tried to run but it was too late. The door opened. Gerards' cousin walked in. And when he saw them, they stopped dead in their tracks, turned towards him, he dropped his bags and yelled "What the f*ck!" Gerard pleaded to his cousin, George, "George! Hey, i didn't think you'd be home so soon from your trip!" "What are you doing in my house! Gerard, Helena, what the hell!" "We needed a place to stay." pleaded Helena.

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Monday February 18, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

This is the going to be the last part to my drama fanfic I Brought You My Bullets, partially because this is the eleventh part and there were 11 songs on Bullets. Please enjoy!

As Helena and Gerard drove off and away from the sirens, away from the massacre in the office building, Gerard kept thinking that this is what they get. This was what they get for ignoring their feelings. That had felt worse and worse about their crimes, they were almost ready to give it all up and maybe even get married. If they had stuck it out a little longer, just like his Grandpa had said, they would have overcome their evil ways, went back to the way things were 2 years ago. But they ignored their feelings, and now they were being chased by police for comiting a horrifying massacre. He almost wanted to pull over and turn himself in, but something told him he had fighting chance, and he didn't want to jeopardize that. Him and Helena drove, avoiding the city, instead taking backroads. Eventually they drove out of the city limits, breaking through the toll booth. The police followed. As him and Helena moved passed the outskirts of the city, traffic became less and less existant and therefore, easier to avoid. They drove and Gerard began to notice they were almost out of gas. They sped anyhow. And eventually as they neared closer to the middle of nowhere. Gerard realized they were almost in desert territory. He had no idea where he was. He just needed he was running out of gas and he needed to shake the cops. He pulled over down a hill and almost next to a field of dieing grass. Helena knew what to do instantly. They opened the door and fled on foot through the grass, hopeing they could make it to the otherside and disguise themselves in the trees and bushes before getting caught. However, just as Gerard dreaded, the police did not hesitate in following the couple down the hill and chasing them on foot. The police began to fire just as Gerard and Helena neared the end of the feild. But before they could make it, the first bullets pierced the couples skin. First through the torsos, thighs, and then finally shoulders. The cops tried to avoid the faces for the families. But inevitably one of the bullets entered the back of Helenas skull and out her forehead. She fell, followed by Gerard slightly in front of her. Helena was dead. She was still. One more bullet hit Gerard in the foot as he faded. He barely even noticed the hysical pain. But it was worse that through all they had been through as a couple, how close they were to ending their crime spree, this is how it had to end. He had just watched his lover die. And now he was still. He wasn't dead yet, just caught up in though, regret. The police rushed to the bodies. Before they got there, Gerard was dead. But not before he whispered a broken "I love you" to the corpse that layed beside him.

Tuesday February 12, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

again, srry it's been so long. this is the 10th part of my newest drama fanfic. enjoy!

Gerard and Helena passed by a building in the city. It was the office building Helena used to work at before she moved to New Jersey and met Gerard. "Have i got a story about this shithole!" exclaimed Helena as she passed and pulled over around the block. "What are you stoppin' for?" asked Gerard, but Helena ignored him and continued with her story. "You see," she said, " there were only a few women working at that place, and i am the only one of them, probably to THIS day, that wasn't one of my bosses sluts. I mean constantly, they were in and out of his office, just whoring themselves out. It was awful. And he was trying to make me the same, and the rest of the peverts in that place encouraged him, and even put the moves on me. But they never got to me, no way. I knew it was wrong. I made some calls, last night after you had fallen asleep. Everyone of those assholes are still living out their miserable lives in this shithole. Even the whores, a few have gone, but most came back eventually. One even died of herpies." Gerard had comprehended her story entirely, but still asked the question, "so, why are you pulled over again?" Helena then reached over and pulled two smaller semi-automatics from her jacket. "What the hell?" said Gerard. "I thought we left those in the car." "Well," said Helena with a devilish smile, "i couldn't just leave all our "supplies". Even in the face of tragedy, i still think straight." "So, whataye need them for now?!" exclaimed Gerard. "I wanna show those bastards i'm not just a sex doll." said Helena. She wanted to exact her revenge on the perverts that inhabited her former job. Gerard yelled, "you're f*cking crazy!" a month or two ago, he would've had no problem. But after all the shit they had gone through, the remorse they had began to feel, learning that his rebellious criminal life was hereditary and would pass with time, he didn't want to commit a crime of this caliber anymore. But then he thought, remorese had been killing him recently, it was evil to him. Maybe a crime of this caliber was just what he needed to snap him out of this shit. He ignored his previous statement as he knew Helena was reading his thoughts through his facial expressions. He then said, " alright, fine" as if he had been argueing with her when really he was argueing with himself. They ran around the corner with their semi-auto's stashed in their coats. They ran, ignoring the front offices secretary, who said they need an appointment. They got into the elevator and went up to the floor where Helena had worked. And by the time, the elevator door opened, their machine guns were drawn and ready to fire. They walked out almost perfectly synchronized and began to fire blindly into the crowds of workers, breaking an almsot dead silence. Bodies began to drop, and Gerard stayed behind to finish off the main work area, while Helena moved towards her bosses office. She kicked in his door, and saw him scrambling to duck under his desk. She simply shot through the thin wood his desk was made of and killed him. When she met back up with Gerard, they were all dead. The couple dropped their weapons and evacuated back to their car, but there were already sirnes. And Gerards' remorese only got worse... he regretted that. And he had a feeling so did Helena.

Friday February 08, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

I don't know if anyone else has posted about this or if it is on all the boxes, but i was looking on the back of my Conventional Weapons box-set and noticed a type-o on it. The track listing for Number Three and Number Two are switched as in, they don't match up with their respective vinyl covers. I just thought that was weird and wondered if anyone else noticed or has even had this problem. i don't mind, just that it was funny. i would suggest going back and looking on your boxes

Wednesday February 06, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

the 9th part to my newest drama fanfic based on my favorite MCR album!

Gerard and Helena paniced at the sound of the doorknob they jumped up and tried to run but it was too late. The door opened. Gerards' cousin walked in. And when he saw them, they stopped dead in their tracks, turned towards him, he dropped his bags and yelled "What the f*ck!" Gerard pleaded to his cousin, George, "George! Hey, i didn't think you'd be home so soon from your trip!" "What are you doing in my house! Gerard, Helena, what the hell!" "We needed a place to stay." pleaded Helena. George yelled, " You guys dissapeared from the family for 2 years and now you decide to resurface by breaking into my house?!" "Well," said Gerard, "we didn't intend to resurface. The plan was to be out before you got back. We lost our car and supplies in the city" he said desperately trying to avoid thinking of the terrorist attacks. "Where have you guys been?" yelled George. "That's not important, George, why are you back so early?" said Gerard. George said, still angry, " First of all, that is important, second of all, i came back cause Grandpa has gotten worse." Gerard and Helena looked at eachother. Gerard looked back, "What's wrong with Gandpa?" said Gerard very worried. "He's sick, cancer." said George. "But you wouldn't know that cause you've been gone for two years!" "Where is he?" said Gerard frantically. "At the hospital about 10 blocks from here." Gerard grabbed Helena and lead them out of the apartment, leaving George still in awe. "Where do you think you are going!" he yelled. But no answer. They were gone. They showed up at the hospital on foot about a half an hour later. Gerard walked into the hospital and demanded he knew which room his Grandpa was in. Him and Helena made it up to the room and barged in, locking the nurse out for some alone time. "Grandpa!" Gerard yelled as he broke down to his knees on the side of the bed, near tears. "Gerard," Grandpa said in a weak voice. " Where have you been? The families been worried sick about you." "We've been on the road, Grandpa." Gerard said, disturbed by his beloved Grandfathers state of health and even more saddened by it. "Let me guess, " said Grandpa, "you've been out doin things just to do em, aye?" "What?" said Gerard. “Look, Gerard, you’re like me. You just wanna do that you’re not supposed to. I recognized how similar you were to me when you were very young. Look, I don’t know exactly what you’ve been doing this years, probably some God awful stuff that my ears will never hear with my time left on this Earth. But I was the same way, I saw and did some awful things in my youth. And it doesn’t matter which one of us was worse, all that matters is that one day, just like me, you’re gonna find yourself. This life you’ve been living is gonna end and you’re not be gonna be happier. Just like me when I finally settled down and got married and had you’re father. And Gerard I really gotta thank you for coming to see me. It means a lot.” “No problem, Grandpa.” Said Gerard now crying. Helena stood in the back, on the verge of tears herself. Gerard thought Grampa was right, one day he would give up this life, like him and Helena had wanted for a few months now. And maybe that explained the odd remorse he’d been feeling recently: he was finding himself.

Monday February 04, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

srry its been SOOO long since i wrote this. i've been abnormally lazy recently. so yeah, sorry, and enjoy!

Gerard and Helena had just left behind all their stolen supplies that they had fought over in a panic after witnessing the single most disturbing sight of their lives. After being on the road for more than 2 years, living a life of crime, they had seen some messed up shit; rape, cannabalism, etc. But they had just witnessed a terrorist attack killing thousands, they had seen the bodies fall, scorched and black. Gerard cursed the names of the terrorists. But then he thought, how was he different. He had killed hundreds over the years, literally hundreds. Sured this seemed worse given the publicity of it and the scale of the crime being all at once. But they were both murderers, yet, he cursed their names. Just as the families of his victims cursed his name. He was a hipocrit and he knew. And so was Helena, she was just the same as him. They had found Gerards' cousins' apartment in the city and after learning he was on vacation in Texas, broke in and stayed there. They had found a copy of Dawn of the Dead in the drawer next to his bed. And as the two wiped the tears the still cried days after the incident, they decided to pass the time with the movie. They watched the movie and made it up to the part when the pregant couple were haveing a dinner date, and found it sweet that in the middle of a zombie apocolypse, they still found time for eachother. They fell asleep in eachothers arms soon after that scene. They woke up the next day to an alarming sound... a doorknob turning. Gerards' cousin.

Sunday February 03, 2013 
| Posted by: inoyu49

I'm a bit dissapointed however that Stay wasn't on Number 5. coulda sworn it was gonna be Surrender The Night. eff it though, Number 5 still kicks ass. and my poster that came with it is badass. im happy overall