(Reuploaded since the vocals were slightly off time.)
It's the guy from Fortnite!
Vocals: AI Peter Griffin and Glen Quagmire
Song: Never Be Alone (Acoustic Swing Version)
Band: @Shadrow
Background Art: Orange Boi (Me ;3)
Backstory: Bard AI (with my revisions.)
Listen to the original: • Never Be Alone (Acoust...
STORY:
The air in the Drunken Clam was thick with cigarette smoke and the sounds of drunken revelry. Peter Griffin, a portly man with a receding hairline and a permanent beer gut, sat slumped on a barstool, nursing a glass of Pawtucket Patriot Ale. His best friend, Glen Quagmire, a suave ladies' man with a pencil mustache and a penchant for inappropriate jokes, sat beside him, strumming a melancholic tune on his acoustic guitar.
"Man, Glen," Peter sighed, taking a swig of his beer, "this Quahog weather got me feelin' down. It's like the whole town's covered in a layer of existential dread."
Quagmire chuckled. "Tell me about it, Peter. Even the strippers seem less bouncy when it's this gloomy."
He paused for a moment, then launched into a fingerpicking pattern that resonated with a deep, bluesy feel. Peter, his ears perked up, recognized the tune.
"Hey, ain't that that Shadrow song, 'Never Be Alone'?" he asked.
Quagmire grinned. "The one and only. Figured it was fitting for the mood, you know?"
He started singing in a raspy voice, his words weaving a tale of loneliness and longing. Peter, surprised by his friend's soulful vocals, joined in with a gruff harmony, his voice surprisingly smooth and mellow. Their voices blended together, creating a poignant counterpoint to the smoky haze of the bar.
As the song progressed, the patrons of the Drunken Clam fell silent, drawn in by the unexpected musical duo. Even Brian, Peter's talking dog, sat at the foot of the bar, his tail thumping softly against the floorboards in time with the music.
By the time they reached the chorus, the entire bar was singing along, their voices rising in a collective tide of hope and defiance. When the last note faded, the bar erupted in cheers and applause. Peter and Glen, faces flushed with pride, took a bow, basking in the unexpected appreciation.
"Wow, Quagmire," Peter said, wiping a tear from his eye, "I never knew you had it in you."
Quagmire smiled. "Neither did I, Peter. But sometimes, all it takes is a little music to remind you that you're not alone."
From that day on, Peter and Glen became a regular fixture at the Drunken Clam, their musical partnership a beacon of light in the often-cynical world of Quahog. They called themselves "The Drunken Troubadours," and their heartfelt renditions of classic and obscure songs brought a touch of solace and joy to the lives of their fellow barflies.
And so, the unlikely duo of Peter Griffin and Glen Quagmire, brought together by a shared love of beer, bad jokes, and a little bit of Shadrow, found their voices and, in doing so, reminded everyone that even in the darkest of times, there's always a melody to be found, a harmony to be shared, and a reason to never be alone.
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