The Phonetic Disasters

At their peak of middle school popularity, David Kim and Arizton Pamplona agreed that forming a band would give them a needed boost and place them in an even higher social position. However, due to obstacles such as life, heartbreak, the economy, and giant monsters, this adolescent aspiration was put on hiatus for a good three to four years. In pursuit of their other dreams, the two went separate ways, leaving each other for dead... After waking up in a shallow grave a few years later, Arizton wandered through the gates of West Torrance High School and enrolled himself as a freshman. Quick to recognize a familiar face, David let out a sigh of resentment; Arizton, even more difficult to kill than originally expected, had returned. However, putting their differences aside, the duo recalled their childhood pact and strapped on/ set up their respective instruments. Soon, they were developing a sound and recruiting members... Following the deaths and disappearances of several bassists, Arizton's sweaty, depressed eye-holes shifted slightly upwards as a heavenly spot-light shot itself through the room with an almost comical whoosh. As the heavenly chorus sang a C Major triad in the background and the glitter settled, Arizton had his eyes set on perfection. You may know her as Ariana Evans. And thus, The Phonetic Disasters were born. ...and almost automatically, the genie granted Ariana's second wish, resulting in a spark of light and a medium-sized iguana in her arms. Still dissatisfied, Ariana put on her new crimson flapper hat and caressed her new pet, naming her Alissa. Arizton, working in the background, was still devoted to the original plan, committed until the very end. Distracting the genie with several glow-sticks and a set of keys, Ariana nodded at the approaching figure behind the magical being, signaling her approval. With the cacophonous crack of gunpowder, the spirit lay dead on the cold concrete floor, grey and lifeless. After a celebratory high-five and dance-number, the duo got to work. Shaking every last drop of magic from the genie, they placed the glowing mass in a hip messenger bag. "So..." "Yeah?" "How do you want to test this?" "Hmmmmm..." With her latex gloves on, Ariana immersed her left hand in the satchel, cupping a few milliliters of the fluid magic in her palm. Upon feeling the cold sensation, she panicked and tossed the luminescent liquid at her new reptile, resulting in a burst of blue light... The former lizard dusted herself off, now fully clothed and apparently happa. Looking around, Alissa picked up the red hat, examining it. Then, turning to her previous owner, she gestured at the piece of head-wear and released an innocent, "for you?" ...And that's how The Phonetic Disasters recruited Alissa Clark, a fine addition to the lineup. If Reverb = Love, then all you need is Reverb.