Play something else.


You Died

Ok you haven’t actually died…not yet, but your DJ career has. In a panic you choose the first song not named Mr. Brightside that comes to your mind, “Mr. Smiley.” The crowd stands still. Nobody dances aside from a single kid that starts skanking in circles around the room, but they can’t save you. You are booed off of the stand. More accurately, you are forcibly removed from the stand by a pack of brothers. In a sullen shame, you leave the room to find a quiet place and figure out how it all went so horribly wrong.

It’s here, in this quiet place, that you are stabbed to death. Unbeknownst to you, there is a slasher in the DK house tonight and you aren’t their first kill. You are however their easiest. You don’t see it coming and you don’t even fight back. Frankly, what’s the point? You just played Mustard Plug as your first first song…at a frat party. You deserve this.


Try again?