Chapter 162 - Goooooood Morning Ouigab!

Ironstone, East Ouigab – 8am 

Payew is currently half-watching 'Good Morning Ouigab' in his room's television, waiting for Percussive Corrections' TV to get on, while half of his attention is on his laptop. 

*Click* He opens the Facebook page of Liboo's workshop on his browser. 'Dagem's Wagons' Facebook page, named after the actual name of Liboo's workshop, is not only for the workshop's online marketing purposes, but also has become a go-to online page for Nabla Province's car enthusiasts, earning the Facebook page 8,000 Likes. 

*Tap-ta-tap-tap* 'Waiting for a new band to appear on TV. #GoodMorningOuigab #Percussive Corrections' Payew posts a new post on the page, hoping to help the band gain a bit of attention.

*Ring* *Ring* Payew is about to read his school notes when his phone rings. Looking at the caller ID, he is confused and he picks it up. "Hey~ … bro? Why are you using your Teungebian number? You're back in town?"

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Black Sands, South Ouigab

Tayaw is currently inside his pick-up truck, parked just outside of the two warehouses Chala bought for him where the virtual sets are being constructed. He is speaking with Payew on his phone, laying out an appointment later in the day.

"… … Yeah. So that's the plan." Tayaw concludes.

/Alright. I'll watch them on TV first, then drive to the hotel. Mom, Dad, and Agew will be there, right?/ Payew replies.

"It's also a late birthday celebration of mine, so of course." Tayaw says.

/Cool. I'll go wash up. I'll see you./ Payew replies, excitement apparent in his voice before dropping the call.

*Knock Knock*

"Hey bossman. You ready?" Tayaw's attention is caught by the engineer he hired, knocking on his car window.

"Yeah. Let's go." Tayaw replies as he got out of his truck.

Soon after, Tayaw is inside his warehouse property escorted by his engineer and his designer.

"Phew. It's even better seeing it in person." Tayaw remarks as he studies the exterior of two dome-shaped structures inside the warehouse. 

"Yeah. 15-meter floor diameter, 5-meter ceiling diameter, and 7-meter floor to ceiling height." The engineer introduces the domes proudly.

"Yeah, yeah. I've seen the blueprint. Lead the way." Tayaw chuckles.

"We've only finished the one on the left. Let's go see that." The engineer says.

Entering the dome, Tayaw immediately notices the black walls and floors which he figures are covered with UHD LCD screens.

"Fantastic tile-work." Tayaw remarks as he runs his fingers through the walls, barely feeling indentations between the huge screens.

"Heh. Glad you noticed. The money we hired on the expert was worth it." The engineer nods.

"Can we turn these things on? Steven from my company sent you something, right?" Tayaw asks.

"Yeah. HEY ZARDI! FIRE IT UP!" The designer orders one operator in charge of the computers. 

A few seconds later *ZZmmmmmm* Tayaw, with his sensitive ears, hears the room  get filled with sounds of running electronics and the next moment, the screens in the walls, the ceiling, and the floor, one by one, in quick succession turned on and the interior of the dome became white. 

"Ooh. Damn.." Tayaw remarks as he is greatly reminded of the place he has not visited in a while; the white void. 

"Y'ain't seen nothin' yet." The designer says which prompts the operator to press something on his keyboard again. *zmmmm* Tayaw hears the computer in the distance roar once again and the white room transforms into what looks like the Las Vegas desert backdrop that Steven from Cognito designed. 

"Phew." It made Tayaw breathless as he takes a few seconds to take in the change and control his excitement.

"So, you like it boss?" The engineer by his side asks, noticing the grin on Tayaw's face.

"Heh. I like it very much. I can use it anytime, yes?" Tayaw asks.

"Not exactly. But, we only need a few more days to test for circuit functions and overheating, then we're good." The engineer replies.

"Oh. Boss, we're also gonna test the detachable walls where the cars and other huge props will go through.." The designer adds.

"Alright. Good job on this, gentlemen. Expect a huge bonus by the end of the month. Just between us, not through your companies." Tayaw declares. The engineer, the designer, and the workers present, are happy with Tayaw's words and cheered in excitement. 

"Anyway, sorry gentlemen for calling you here on a Sunday. Bill me your breakfast and lunch. I'm leaving for an appointment." With that, Tayaw contentedly leaves his warehouse.

OBC Studio 2, West Ouigab 

"Welcome back! You're with us live here at Good Morning Ouigab!" The male host of 'Good Morning Ouigab' greets the viewers through the main camera.

"For those who just joined us, we were just speaking with Professor Kireg about how drinking a glass of wine is just as good as spending an hour at the gym." The female host says. 

Chala, while watching beside a show's producer, almost rolled his eyes once again at the show's topic in the previous segment.

'What a bunch of bull. I'd be ripped as hell if that study was f*ckin true.' Chala scoffs. 

"Anyway. What is a Sunday without a bit of music? Right Yana?" The male host asks the female host, according to their script.

"True. That's why we're joined here this morning by our special guests. Will you introduce them to us, Misky?" Yana passes the ball back. 

"They are the rising stars of Ouigab's music scene. Please welcome the folks of 'Percussive Corrections'!" Misky introduces the band.

*Cheer* *Applause* Chala is surprised by the staff and crew cheering.

'They must be doubling as audience members too' He thinks to himself. 

His surprise is replaced by excitement and nerves as Percussive Corrections made their way to join the hosts by the show's couch. 

"Welcome. Welcome. This is weird. I've only seen you guys on YouTube and here you are!" Misky greets the band.

"Thanks! It's weird for us too! I've only seen you two on TV! I can't believe that we live in the same city!" Jenna answers for the band cheerfully.

'Good job, kid.' Chala chuckles at Jenna's seemingly honest answer. The hosts after all, already met with the band before the show started.

Before making their way to the TV Station, Chala and the band all convened that Jenna will be the spokesperson of the band. Jenna, knowing that her mates are not great speakers, had no choice but to agree with the arrangement. 

After a minute or two of chatting, the hosts and the band already know that it is now time for the band to do what they are in the studio to do.

"So, what song are you gonna play for us?" Yana asks the band. Unlike their mood during the chat, the band now looks more enthusiastic with Yana's question. 

"It's our original, 'Yours to Carry'. It's doing quite well on our Youtube Channel." Jenna blatantly advertises. (Inspired by 'Yours to Bear' by HoneyHoney.)

After getting over his amus.e.m.e.nt at the blatant promotion, "Well. That's great. Once again, ladies and gents, Percussive Corrections." Misky transitions the segment.

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ROH Factory – East Ouigab

Rudy and some of his staff are currently watching 'Good Morning Ouigab' in the bar's huge flat Screen, taking a break from restocking their shelves.

///"Oooh. I don't want a fight, baby

I hate that we're that way lately

'No, I don't wanna let you down,

I feel we're crazy now"///

Jenna's voice reverberated through the bar's speakers as she sings the first verse.

"Mmh.. She's improved." Rocky, the bar's security guard, remarks, impressed.

"Yeah… She can sing almost just as well as Amy now." Rudy agrees. 

"Ugh. I'm here, boss." Amelie, the regular opening act of the bar, who took a part-time job at the bar, says in offense.

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Komanik, East Ouigab

///"I am yours to carry.

You're mine as I'm yours, we share our days

You are mine to carry.

With me, I'm with you, our days are gray"

Jenna sings the first chorus///

Jenna's voice echoed from the living room TV of Qiyong, Beyond Cape Town's front man and leader. The members of 'Beyond Cape Town' who were practicing their set for their gig at ROH factory later in the evening, paused their session and are now watching Percussive Corrections' first TV appearance.

"*sigh* Man I'm jealous." Qiyong remarks.

"Shhyeah. But come on. They're great. I thought that them taking a break from the bar will make them rusty, but they've improved this much? After just two months?" The band's lead guitar says. 

"That too, but I'm jealous of their situation. All they have to do is study and do music, not concerned at all with their living expenses…" Qiyong starts but realizing he will only produce negativity in the room, stops himself from speaking his sentiments.

"Anyway. Jenna's live voice is just as good as the studio version now. There's no live autotune, right?" The band's drummer remarks.

"Nah. I don't think so. Morning shows like this don't have the gear to do it." The lead guitarist replies. 

"Aiyay. We should get our sh*t together. They already blew by us. Maybe this is the motivation we need." Qiyong remarks.

"Not that simple man…" The lead guitarist rolls his eyes and the band's side remarks ended there as they focused once again on the television. 

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Pektir – West Ouigab

///Inson switches his baseline into a more complicated melody for the second stanza.

"Ooh, I won't let you down

Or drop your body to the ground *Sax Lick*

Or leave you at a lost and found 

then watch 'nother woman come'r'ound. *Guitar Lick*"

Ike enters the second stanza with his stable and charmingly simple vocals.///

Ophelia who is listening through her TV has her ears tickle as she enjoys her morning tea.

"Hmm. Yawat made it big and I hope these kids are on their way there too." Ophelia smiles.

Her smile however fades the next moment. 

"Ugh. It's Ouigab. What am I thinking? They've got a lot of competition. Eh… I hope I can help them a bit…" Ophelia empties her teacup, sets it on the table, and grabs her laptop.

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OBC Studio 2, West Ouigab

///"I am yours to carry.

You're mine as I'm yours, we share our days

You are mine to carry.

With me, I'm with you, our days are gray"

Jenna sings the first chorus///

The Percussive Corrections soon wrapps up the song. Before they could sigh in relief in doing a good job, they see Chala, with exaggerated gestures, signal to them to smile, and so they do, to the camera. 

"That was Percussive Corrections! That was a great song, guys! Good Job."  Misky and Yana walks in front of the camera and congratulates the band.

"Please check them out on iTunes, Stoppify, and their YouTube Channel." Yana promotes. 

"And! That was our show! We'll see you again tomorrow. GOOD MORNING OUIGAB, and Good Day!" Miskey and Yana wraps up the show soon after using the show's catchphrase. After the producer signals the commercial break, *Applause* the show's staff celebrated at another successful episode. 

"Kids, Kids! Good job. So, how was it?" Misky turns away from the camera and asks the band. The band just stares at him with the question.

"Oh. He means your first live TV?" Yana elaborates for Misky.

"It was great. Oh man. We were f*ckin nervous!" Ike says as he sighs in relief.

"Oops. Sorry for the language." Ike says realizing the word he used.

"No problem. It's understandable, the cameras are off anyway." Misky assures Ike. 

"Hey. Good episode. Great job, you two." Chala suddenly steps in between the band and the hosts, interrupting Misky's and Yana's intention of speaking with the band more.

"Thanks man. Are you their agent?" Misky chuckles nervously.

"Yeah. Sorry, I have to take these fellas for a congratulatory party." Chala says.

"And…" Chala lays his hand on Misky and Yana's shoulders and leans closer.

"You don't have to talk to my kids. Isaac talked to your head producer, so he's gonna guest on the show someday, for a favor." Chala whispers. 

"Alright then! Well. There's no problem saying hi again to future stars, is there?" Yana smiles widely at Chala's revelation.

"Anyways, we hope to see you again in your next album! We here at Good Morning Ouigab wish you well." Yana says her final words to the band.