#AGT

[menkomaster]

Simon turning down a second chance request? Who are you and what have you done to the real Simon

[celebtf]

what do you think about a story with Alex Sampson? He's a cute singer and songwriter and was really good a America's got Talent

ALEX GOT TALENT

Alex Sampson had always been the golden boy of America’s Got Talent. With his golden locks, dazzling smile, and natural talent, he was the kind of star people couldn’t help but adore. But admiration wasn’t the only thing Alex drew from others—he also attracted envy.

Tyler, a stagehand who had spent years working behind the scenes, was consumed by that envy. He’d watched Alex shine, effortlessly winning hearts while Tyler faded into the background. Every smile Alex gave, every cheer from the crowd, was like a knife twisting in Tyler’s chest.

And Tyler had decided it was time to do something about it.

The trap was simple. Tyler waited until the rehearsal ended, lurking in the shadows of Alex’s dressing room. Alex walked in, humming to himself, completely unaware of the danger.

“Hey, Alex,” Tyler said, stepping into the room with a forced grin. “Mind if I grab an autograph before the show? My niece is a huge fan.”

Alex turned, ever polite, and flashed that winning smile. “Of course, man. Got a pen?”

Tyler didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled out an ancient-looking amulet from his pocket. Its surface shimmered with an unnatural light.

“What’s that?” Alex asked, his smile fading.

Before he could react, Tyler muttered an incantation under his breath. The air in the room seemed to crackle with energy, and Alex stumbled back, his body trembling.

“W-What’s happening?!” Alex cried out, his voice strained with panic.

A strange glow enveloped Alex, his limbs locking in place as his body began to distort. His arms flattened, his torso compressed, and his legs seemed to fuse together. His skin turned soft and fabric-like, his features melting into smooth, black cotton.

His screams faded into silence as his form twisted into something unrecognizable. Moments later, Alex was gone, replaced by a simple black tank top crumpled on the floor.

Tyler knelt down and picked up the tank top, holding it up to the light. The fabric felt warm in his hands, almost alive. He could feel Alex’s presence—his fear, his confusion—trapped within the threads.

“Not so perfect now, are we?” Tyler sneered, a dark satisfaction curling his lips.

Tyler stripped off his own shirt, tossing it aside, and slipped the Alex tank top over his body. The moment the fabric touched his skin, the amulet around his neck pulsed with energy. His body convulsed as it began to change.

His wiry frame filled out, muscles rippling under his skin. His chest broadened, his abs tightened into a perfect six-pack, and his arms became toned and strong. He felt his posture straighten, his skin smooth and flawless. Tyler’s reflection in the mirror shimmered, and when the glow faded, Alex Sampson stared back at him.

Tyler ran his hands over his new face, marveling at the sharp jawline, the perfect smile, and the piercing blue eyes. He flexed his arms, tracing the definition of his biceps, then ran his fingers through the thick, golden hair.

“Damn,” he muttered, his voice now Alex’s deep, smooth tone. “No wonder everyone loves you.”

Tyler leaned closer to the mirror, flashing a grin. “Look at these abs,” he said, lifting the tank top slightly to admire them. “And this face... perfection.” He laughed, the sound dripping with malice.

Turning to the tank top still on his body, he smirked. “Bet you’re loving this, huh, Alex? Watching me be better at being you than you ever were.”

The next day, Tyler—now Alex—walked onto the stage, soaking in the applause. The judges praised his performance, calling it his best yet. Fans online couldn’t stop talking about how “Alex” had outdone himself.

But the real Alex, trapped as the tank top clinging to Tyler’s chest, could feel every moment. He could sense Tyler’s heartbeat, hear the cheers of the crowd, and even see the stage lights through some twisted connection.

Tyler, meanwhile, basked in the stolen glory. Every time he passed a mirror, he admired himself, flexing and posing. He’d whisper to the tank top, mocking Alex.

“Your life is mine now,” Tyler said one night, his reflection smirking at him. “And you? You’re nothing but an accessory. A piece of fabric. No one’s even going to miss you.”

Weeks passed, and Tyler perfected his act. He knew exactly how to mimic Alex’s charm and mannerisms. The world believed the lie, and Tyler relished every second of it.

But beneath the surface of his stolen identity, the tank top—Alex—still burned with anger. Every thread of his being screamed for revenge. Would he find a way to break free? Or was he doomed to remain a silent witness as Tyler lived his dream?

[randomredneck]

Simon both said no to a singer, and refused to give him a do-over song.

We are in the Twilight Zone.

[yeahthatsinteresting]

Alex Sampson in his audition for America's Got Talent.

[keenawatchesagt]

I have never seen a soulful white boy singer get REJECTED so hard... im genuinely so shook. agt you may still surprise me yet.

[shirtless-internet-boys]

[shoulderpads-mcgee2]

I’m super behind but the audacity to go to a stage hand and ask if there’s anything they can do to get you a yes or second chance has me GAGGED. I’d blacklist his ass for that level of disrespect and entitlement. You were told no, you accept it, leave and try again next year. You have to be so conceited to think you are worth more attention and opportunity than the other acts there and that you should be allowed to take up more of the judges’ time than you’ve been allotted.

[qveenpoppy]

sofia's gonna fight mel b for stealing her horny gb

[thicc-mintz]

Geri at 19 years old

[ednacrabapple]

I think we need more singers getting rejected on this show

[pineconeboy]

Bro I'm so fucking good at candy crush I should be on Americas got talent

[randomredneck]

That was better than all of Sky Elements performances.

[menkomaster]

I cheated by pointing at two different balls at the same time and arrived at the same bear

This isn't magic this is math

[go-bwah]

sorry i uhhh dont know if im gonna watch agt *runs and hides*

[keenawatchesagt]

I NEED to get a beer with her OMG