mrheroprimes [2018-07-01 13:31:31 +0000 UTC]
here's the English translation courtesy of Google Translate
Jean-René, an accountant in a large company, had never been comfortable in society. Shy and withdrawn, he had never dared to be noticed, not even with his colleagues (who represented most of his human relations). Until one day, after work, he let himself be dragged by a group of colleagues to a karaoke. Jean-Rene had never sung of his life, especially not in front of public, and planned to stay hidden in his corner, to drunk himself to forget his shitty life. But as the evening progressed, his colleagues eventually remembered that he was with them, and pushed him onto the stage to sing in turn. The accountant reluctantly let himself go, took the microphone, and began to sing what was passing on the screen. He really was not comfortable.In addition, the chance had wanted him to fall on death metal. But why was there even death metal in the playlist of a karakoe for a clientele of office workers stuffed? Curiously, Jean-René let himself be caught in the game. It pleased him, to sing these aggressive words, on a very hardcore music, it helped him to exorcise all his sorrows and his frustrations, and even more ... In the end of the song, while he had planned to return to hide in his corner, he remained on stage and engaged on another, then another. The more time passed, the more he lost his inhibitions. But the weirdest thing was that his body and his clothes also seemed to be impacted. His nose became a truffle, yellow hair pushed him everywhere, his ears grew. His hair was shortening on the sides and elongated in the middle, gradually forming a sort of ridge, which was tinged with purple. His clothes were torn apart, as if they were wearing out fast. His shoes were getting bigger, changing into big iron ropes. Piercings appeared on his face, his ears his navel (he who had always hated this stuff ...). Jewelry full of spikes, leather and steel, appeared to him.
That's how he slowly turned into a hybrid punk hyena, in front of a parterre of dumbfounded colleagues, wondering what they had put in their glasses. When he left karaoke, Jean-René had completely changed. First of all, he ... or rather she hated that name, she had always hated it. From now on she would answer only Sabine's name. On returning home, she began to redo the decor of his apartment, mainly by fouting through the window all the furniture too "feng shui Ike". The next day, she resigned from accounting, not without having ravaged his workspace and spanked his boss with a computer keyboard, before being put out by the security. After that, she bought a guitar, and made a great career in metal. Sometimes, we asked him if it was really worth it. She always answered "Oh damn yeah!"
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