[open log] Open mic night!

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Characters: EVERYONE!
Setting: ALI'S BAR! (AND OTHER PLACES!)
Content: I WANT YOUR FACES!
Status: OPEN!
Threadjacking: DO IT!

[You've probably seen the flyers plastered all over the school, neon purple and emblazoned with bold lettering reading:

KARAOKE ROCKS
~AMNESIA~
THURSDAYS 8PM 'TIL YOU BLOW OUR SPEAKERS

They're for the new karaoke night Ali's insisted her bosses set up, and encouraged everyone within earshot of her ever to attend. You better be planning on attending, or else you'll never hear the end of it.

You're probably bumping into her, skating around the school, catching her heading off to work to set up, or perched on a bar stool impatiently waiting for the fun to begin. In typical Ali form, she's humming and singing to herself, it sure does sound like Blinded by the Light.]

Know what song you're gonna sing?

Comments

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

There you go again, assuming I'm getting up to sing, sweetheart. [Yep, here's Julian, leaning against the bar with a beer in his hand.]

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Since when do you ever say no to me, Keller? [Ali encouragingly tips the bottom of his bottle up, up, up the next time he goes to take a drink, grinning cheekily, trying to get him drunk (she's good at that).] besides, you don't sing, I don't tab your beers.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He knows what she's doing. She can do it all she wants. He's smiling even as he starts drinking mouthful after mouthful, eventually pulling the bottle away after, like, two. HE DOES WHAT HE WANTS TOO OK. He leans over enough for her to catch his words in this sad den of lost dreams and bad renditions of "Highway to Hell."] Since you want me to humiliate myself. Besides, I can buy my own drinks. [He pokes his own chest.] Rich.

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

[Jono doesn't really like to sing when he doesn't have a guitar in front of him, but he showed up. How could he not? It's Ali! Jono has just arrived, Kevin in tow, poker face at the ready. He sends a private telepathic message to Ali.]

Let's get as many drinks into Kev as we can. I want to see him make a fool of himself.

[If Jono really thinks that'll deflect the karaoke off of him, he's sorely mistaken, but he'll let him kid himself for a little bit longer.]

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[Ali brightens immediately when her bandmates show up, tugging each of them close and waving to the bartender to fetch them drinks. She gives Jono a cheeky Roger Dodger wink and a grin.]

So? Song choices? [She smacks Jono in the chest playfully.] You gonna rock a duet with me?

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

No. [Jono huffs, and then leans back onto the bar, buffing his fingernails on the front of his hoodie and then pretending to inspect them carefully.]

I'm off the clock. [Now he grins back, knowing, just knowing that's going to get a rise out of her. As if it's work to him, singing and playing guitar with his bandmates!]

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[John is here because he... fuck, he has no clue. He's here because he can be, all right? That Brotherhood mission went a long way to him earning something or other, and he's taking his chances in a crowded, drunken waste of an establishment to show his terrorist mug and experience a slice of freedom.

So naturally he's alone and munching on peanuts. And he's oh-so-rudely waving a waitress down.] Hey! You got any more of these? [He holds out the empty basket.]

it's iris!

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin has wrenched his jacket free from Ali's grasp, and nodded a silent "Catch you later" to Jono. He heaves a sigh and settles into the bar stool next to John's, and casually crunches all of the empty peanut shells, withers them to dust, and dumps it into an ashtray.]

/glomps

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[Hey, only friend. John looks over at the sight of Kevin's fingers in his beloved peanut basket.] 'Bout time you showed up. Can't believe your friends like places like this. [You know, where dorky people sing songs to drunk crowds.]

[trainedweapon.livejournal.com]

[This is Laura. She is having a sixth glass of something that is all alcohol. Let's just say the bartender turned a blind eye to how old she actually is. Her cheek is on the bar, and she is silently looking through her drink. She is not drunk, by the way. Just a little buzzed.

She can't be drunk anyhow, and she is fully aware of this fact. Her metabolism is too fast. But she was told this is what people do at bars.]

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

[When Josh enters the bar, he expertly flips his skateboard up and catches it, and tucks it under coat rack. Then he scans the room. Plenty of people to hang out with, he guesses, but most of them are already in conversation or otherwise occupied... except Laura seems to be all alone, yet again. Josh wonders if she wants to be left alone, or if he should go sit next to her. But then, if she really wanted to be alone, she wouldn't have come, right? Right.

Well -- okay, too late. She's already seen him, so he awkwardly waves. Wave, awkward smile, then now what? He's confused.]

[trainedweapon.livejournal.com]

[You probably shouldn't look at Laura for social cues, Josh. She merely sniffs you out and straightens enough to look and blink.

And no, she is not here to be alone. This is just what she is accustomed to, and she does not mind it. Megan and Kitty are around somewhere. She thinks they are dancing.

But eventually she smiles, small and warm.]

[pixie-gwynn.livejournal.com]

[Meg flops down on the stool next to Laura's at the bar. Dancing is thirsty work.]

Hey! Isn't this great? I think it's great.

[trainedweapon.livejournal.com]

[Laura picks her head up suddenly, a little bit inebriated.] I am having fun.

[pixie-gwynn.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately for everyone else karaoke has never made Meg particularly shy, especially when she's managed to a have a drink or two. Shut up, Independent Women is a classic.

Having shown off her vocal talents Meg's out on the floor dancing with anyone who looks friendly.]

I guess this could be a jumping point for all this

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

[Jono's still making some small talk with Josh and Laura, but catches Meg's eye from a little ways over. She does look pretty cute when she gets so excited. Now she's bopping around all over the dance floor and he can't help smiling to himself. He gives her a little wave. And then he sighs because he's confused.]

Before I sleep like the dead...

[pixie-gwynn.livejournal.com]

[Meg grins warmly at Jono from across the room when he catches her attention. She feels a twinge of something but she's keyed up and having too much of a good time to explore it right now.]

JOHN AND MEG RIGHT NOW

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[John doesn't know the meaning of friendly, but he knows how to look at someone whose existence offends him. He's bored, people-watching, and Meg's happiness is annoying. Also, Kitty is nearby and he's trying not to stare at her for an entirely different reason, but he likes to pretend it's for the same reason.

Eventually though, he sighs and gets up because he has to take a piss, making his way across the edges of the dance floor. Oh, and some bitch pushes into him in all the natural rowdiness of crowd and he gets shoved right into Meg.]

I finally figured out how to make text smaller, after five years. :D

[pixie-gwynn.livejournal.com]

Sorry, sorr- oh, it's you. [Meg is not really John's biggest fan. But hey, maybe he was having an off day that time he told her to shut up over breakfast.] My bad, I wasn't looking where I was dancing.

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[Ali's is pretty pleased (as punch, in fact!) that she's not the only on who loves a little greasy karaoke. After she's wrapped up her rousing rendition of Devo's Girl U Want (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Uv-9mJCTkk) she makes her way over to the Pixie with a couple mysterious shooters in hand for them, bustin' her own moves as she goes.] Hey! You've got a set of pipes on you, tinkerbell! [She hands over the shooter and raises her own glass, an unspoken toast to them for not being gutless spoilsports that don't want to join in the fun.] I can't believe Jono never told me you could sing!

[pixie-gwynn.livejournal.com]

[Meg is all about the fun. She laughs delightedly and raises her glass too.]

Cheers!

[Okay, Meg's not exactly downing shots every weekend, so she thinks she can be forgiven for wincing when she knocks back whatever it was Ali handed over.]

Uh. Wow. That was something. [She thinks it's probably best not to ask.]

Well, um, it's not like he's actually ever heard me sing. But we're all about the choirs in Wales.

[blondetrinity.livejournal.com]

[This is not exactly a ~scene~ any one of the Cuckoos would prefer to be at tonight. They'd rather be home and away from the typical thoughts and rank smells of others. But they are here, sitted around a high table with straws in fruity drinks and mentally influencing every horny idiot to change their minds and not approach them.]

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[Ali comes over with a round of drinks on a tray. Technically she's not working, but the massive creeper sitting at the bar that wanted to bring the drinks over himself, so she intercepted to prevent something horrible from happening to him. Hey, he tips really well even if he's sleaze.] These are from the gentleman at the bar. [She point, waves sweetly as he raises his glass.] You'll probably want to run your own interference with that one from here on in.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian is your... stereotypical college frat boy, if he was in a frat. (He's not.) But he is at the bar doing boisterous rounds of shots and CHUGCHUGCHUGs with some friends from the mansion, plus general joshing around.]

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Rogue's showing up late to this whole shindig. If anyone's surprised... they shouldn't be.

Her goal for the evening is to escape unnoticed and not be forced into singing karaoke.]