Giselle who is nervous

Giselle: Wow its so great to meet you, I'm a big fan of yours.

Cassie shakes her head...

Cassie: best band my ass....weedy little fuck!

Upon hearing the news that they have won a third award in one night, Eric and Matt bolt up to the stage. As Matt tackles Damion, and then Stinson, with bear-hugs, Eric happily accepts the award;

Eric: Wow, just... thank you. Really, thank you. When we first came to the show tonight, I wasn't expecting to win three awards. In fact, I wasn't even expecting one. The fact that you guys like Infinite so much, it just really means a lot to me. You guys are the best. Period.

Giving one more wave to the audience, Eric and Matt happily go backstage to get ready for their performance.

(OOC: I, unfortunately, have not finished up my live RP. Been busy studying for finals this week, so I didn't have too much time. Makes me feel like a dick, since Infinite won 'Best Live Band' and all. I'm really sorry, everybody, but I should be able to post it within the next hour. I've still finished up Eric's presentation for the next award, so at least I'm not always lazy dick, haha.)

John finally decides to talk to someone

John-Come on. Aren't you too big and singular to care about awards? You should be off making fun of little children, or my glasses.

Ooc: lol that's fine. Hang on to the award presentation for 5 mins though :p

Cassie: yeah...I mean..I am,..but ya know...ummm...well...shut it ya specky fuck!

John-You didn't even make fun of my glasses. You need to prove you're not going soft.

There are several groans in the audience as Eric steps up to present another award. An interesting duality seems to exist regarding the nature of people’s perception towards Infinite’s frontman; as a musician, he is one of the most beloved people in Europe. As an awards presenter…

“Hello again! I hope we’re all having a good time! So, this is the final award of the evening; the Icon Award! It’s rather sad, though; they told me that they’d have me present awards I have no chance of winning. Guess I’m not an Icon, huh?”

Once again, Eric laughs, hoping for a decent response. There is laughter this time, however, but in an incredibly sarcastic manner from Matt Roberts.

“Okay, so, yeah… jokes don’t work. But, y’know what? Neither did Mr. Roberts’ condom.”

Not a word is uttered at Albert Hall, as everyone is staring at Eric with shocked expressions. Taking the silence as a form of victory, he merely smiles and continues;

“So, here we go! The runners up are none other than Moronic Changeling. Of course, that would mean that the winner would have to be truly special to top them. And, honestly, she is; give it up for MISS VANITY!”