Randy: Lemmy do a quick head-count. (counts heads) Nope, you got everyone. Dio: great, we'll see you soon Rocky. Oh and thanks you guys for helping us out! I mean that.
Dio: Right, bye everybody. See you on the other side! Dio and the rest of the Rockstar ghosts leave to find their way out of hell. In the meantime it was a very uneasy wait until Viver and unstable had finished their sets. Performing in front of a crowd of demons, damned souls and the child of Satan himself, proved to be both a terrifying and strangely enjoyable experience as it felt like the bands were performing to a sell out show in a giant arena. later on after unstable finished their set and return to Satana's room... Moonlight: That was a hell of a show Rocky!
Rockette: Thanx, Moony. Heard anything from the rockers yet? Dio said he'd text you once they reached the exit.
Moonlight: Hmm... I don't think they have texted. Perhaps they're waiting till they're in heaven to text. Blues: Ghosts have cell phones now? Cherry: Just roll with it. Moonlight: Anyways. All we have to do now is wait for... Satana appears in her room in a puff of smoke. Satana: THAT. WAS. SO. AWESOME!!! Especially Unstable!
Satana: oh Dexy! Dexxi: yes? Blues: wait, your name's Dexxi now? Dexxi: Yup, HMB changed my name so that- Colour: Can we stop breaking the 4th wall?! It's getting on my tits! Fine fine... Satana: You were the best singer Dex. ^_^ Dexxi: Thanks... Satana: Well I guess It's time I let you go. Don't worry about your things, I've had some tormented souls take them back to the surface. Well, I'll see ya soon! Everyone says their goodbyes and gets sent back up to the surface where they find themselves in front of canterlot high in the dead of night. Blues: I hope we don't have to go through that again anytime soon.
Moony: Don't worry Rocky, I'm sure they'll get back to us somehow. At that moment a faint buzzing sound could be heard coming from Moonlight's jacket pocket. Moonlight: hey, this might be it! Moonlight pulls out her phone... Moonlight: Guys! They made it through
Marci: Hey, B! So glad to see you. I just got my ass kicked in turf war. Wild: You've got a shoulder to cry on, Marci. ^/)^ Rock: Do you cry ink too? Marci: Ha ha... very funny. I sure could use a drink though. Squidd-O-Ade, anyone? ^w^
Marci leads them to the Inkopolis juice bar. Rock: So the Inklings here aren't freaked out about an extinct species in their midst? Marci: Nah. You guys just look like Dolphling tourists. Wild: So basically, the dolphin equivalent to Inklings. Marci: Correct-o! ^w^ (sips her drink)
