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Gerbo jumps up onto the stage as well and stage dives onto the crowd.

"Whooo" Gerbo screams as he gets tossed around like a sack of potatos.

As Nuku takes out all the mashers holdering Gerbo up, he falls to the ground.

"ow..."

Now that gerbo had some room to himself, he decided he would bust out his ultra hip cool gnome dance, the "Monster dance from MJ's Thriller"

Regal starts singing along with the bad.

"Make sure to bring a cleric with lots of holy water,
pass his turning check to take em out like cannon fodder..."


((If you want a good idea at what your listening too, click this link to listen to "Dragonforce: Valley of the Damned". wait for the standalone player to open and scroll down to the bottom, its the last song on the list.))

All chaos... Well, it's already broken loose, so it just tries its best to... well... break some more.

With no microphone, Firu's voice barely carries to the front row, and the pixie promptly begins using him as a means of elevation for his very wild style of flailing wildly on the guitar.

Gerbo gets a small audience enjoying his dancing, and several people start breakdancing around him. And again we get to Gerbo's odd habit of being a beacon for ravers at a metal concert...

The goblin security team has since rushed into action, having to dodge Thorn and nuku's berserkings. The girls aren't doing too bad a job of smacking moshers around, but the goblins seem driven by a desire to not look bad, so they start beating down on unruly concert-goers as well.

Three of the goblin patrollers have grappled onto the same mosher. "BLOB 'IM!" the shout, and one latches onto each leg, and the last his arm. The one on his arm opens his mouth wide and takes a bite. The mosher screams, and the goblin sputters, disgusted. He crawls over to the guy's face, says "next time, use soap, punk!" then headbutts him. The mosher falls to the ground, and the goblins continue to wreak a bit of havoc.

Backstage, Nephira watches everything. A goblin shaman sits next to her eating out of a box of donuts. "So," he says. "You don't do physical combat either, huh?" He takes another bite of his donut, and holds up a chocolate one. "Want one?"

(Since the band apears not to be botherd by the riot)

*Dives back in to the chaos of the pit and starts beating the unrully into submission once again.*

By now, the fighting has died down a bit. The band goes into their hit power ballad Loot at the end of the tunnel and the lighters come out.

The goblins kick a few of their less well off victims, still lying on the floor groaning, but move back to their positions outside of the crowd. Some guy backstage shows up with towels, and most of the goblins happily accept the towels tossed at them and wipe their sweaty (and sometimes bloody) faces off and take a seat to watch the rest of the concert. There are plenty of seats and towels for everybody if they need a break.

Thorn smiles grimly as she accepts a towel. "Thanks, this will be very useful," she says. Then she begins smacking random moshers in the face with the towel. "You useless bunch of brain-dead zombies! Fight me!" she growls "FIGHT ME!"

Gerbo is busy having an epileptic seisure from all the raver glowie lights and is now passed out in the corner, his mouth foaming and him ranting something about squriles and there plan to dominate the world.