Barry, The Fallen Prince of Deana-Air
Dec 12, 2020 23:24:31 GMT -6
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Post by Barry on Dec 12, 2020 23:24:31 GMT -6
Now this is a story all about how
My life got thrown completely upside down,
And I like to take a minute, to sit right here,
And tell you how I fell from being a prince out here...
The image switches to a shot of Barry Barrows, sitting forlornly on the side of the road. It appears to be raining on him as he sits there, shivering. A thought bubble can be seen beginning to form above him.
In the GCWA I made it to the top,
I found my love, I couldn't be stopped.
I made some friends, a group called the A-List,
But all that changed when they all became dicks.
We see shots of Lord Allton and The A-List turning on Barry, beating him down to make sure that Lord Allton won the Outsiders Tournament, as if it's running through Barry's head again. He keeps looking up at the images, sighing.
When my friends betrayed me, I found myself outside,
There was no relief, no place to hide.
Then my wife went evil, there's no other source,
She threw me from the house and demanded a divorce.
Barry pictures the image of Barry flying from the house, giving out a little yell.
I begged and pleaded with her, day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent it my way.
It was the end for us, Barry Barrows no more.
The A-List had left beaten, but Deana stabbed me to my core.
Barry stops picturing the past, slowly getting himself to his feet. He shakes himself like a dog, sending water off of him, before raising his hand and calling for a cab.
The cab that came to get me, when it came near,
The license plate said Big A and it had Warthog behind the mirror.
If anyhing I can say that this cab is a trip,
But I got in anyway, as I was close to a tip... ing point
We see Barry taking off in the cab, and it does appear Aaron Warthog is the driver. Who knew?
In the end, the journey doesn't matter, it doesn't at all,
The destination's important, the final pinfall,
I've fallen so hard, but take it to the bank,
I'm not going away without breaking the Tank.
My friends are now foes, Allton must pay soon,
Vincenzo's a toadie, Tank's a maroon.
They'll all learn their lesson, they'll see the fall of their utopia,
Now that they reminded Barry Barrows to be the Prince of Dystopia.
Barry's cab reaches his destination and he gets out, putting on a hat tilted to the side. He walks forward, intent on battle, as we fade out.