2021.04.14: Camarilla Karaoke
| Camarilla Karaoke | |
|---|---|
| Wednesday night social with decoration, performances, and socializing. | |
| IC Date | April 14, 2021 |
| Players | Cropsey, Charai, Ambrosia, Willow, Madeline, Jebediah, Heathen, Mikael, Amelie, Lila, Sveta,Colombe |
| Location | Emerald Plaza Elysium |
| Spheres | Vampire Camarilla Ghoul |
Elysium is all decked out --- the lights are dimmed, streamers hang from the ceiling, and balloons are strewn about, waiting to be picked up. A stage is set up on the main floor before the dais, with the usual seating arranged so people can watch. There are four mike stands on the stage, as well as a teleprompter where those singing can easily read. A large screen is set-up behind the stage --- the video content varies by the song playing. A dance floor is provided in front of the stage for people to use, either independently or as part of their act. When no one is singing, there is music playing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otCpCn0l4Wo&list=PLBA45B830027E7ADE.
Colombe is standing at the base of the stairs, looking thoughtfully at the balloons floating around on the dance floor.
Charai wanders in and moves to the sofa used by her clan during court. She settles down and then takes a look around the room taking in the changes in decor. She bends over and picks up a balloon and bounces it from hand to hand as she waits for the festivities to begin.
Chad wanders into the Elysium from outside, yes, fully wearing his aviators, even though it's pitch black outside. He's dressed like a certain, very familiar, front-man. In his hand is a hand-held microphone stand. As he gets inside, the man strikes a bit of a pose and then positively skips into the room.
Ambrosia is heads-down, thumbs all over smartphone as she enters the beautifully decorated chamber, like a teenager who is abusing her phone privelages. Her lips move slowly as she tap-tap-taps a text message. The message is sent and the phone is quickly stored into a purse that is slung over one shoulder.
Willow steps inside, tucking some keys into her jacket pocket as she looks at her phone. A soft sigh and she turns to head over to the Rose's seat, sinking down onto it to fold one leg under the other.
Madeline arrives wiht Heathen upon one arm and Mikael on the other, laughing as she talks with them both
Colombe's Ventrue face cracks into a genuine grin as Chad skips in with the mic stand. She is unmistakably dressed as Ginger Spice from the 90's group The Spice Girls. Her mop of ginger hair is playfully-styled in asynchronous layers, with two pale locks framing her face. Red lipstick highlights her lips. She is wearing the Union Jack dress made famous by the singer, a very short skirt, showcasing her long legs. Red platform high heel boots complete the ensemble. She greets Freddie when he makes his way down the stairs. "Hey there, Tiger."
Jebediah wanders in, duster pushed back by his hands in his pocket. The empty gun belts sit low on his waist and the hat he normally wears is tucked under one armpit. A toothpick is being rolled to and from each corner of his mouth as he makes his way to find a wall to post up on. A 'friendly'? closed lip smile on his lips.
Heathen chuckles at some private joke being shared as they step in, speakig in coritorial whispers with Madeline and Mikael as they join the party. Heath's eyes do scan tthe room with to check out the new and old faces.
Mikael comes in with Heathen as they escort Madeline to the event. He is dressed more relaxed this evening. He is wearing jeans, a Rolling Stones 'Tongue' t-shirt with jeans, and his long hair held back in a ponytail.
Madeline smiles and tips her ear to Heathen's words, laughing warmly then nods to Mikael "Are you both performing tonight? I would very much enjoy that"
Chad rolls right up to the front of the room, his half-mic in hand. Glancing around the room, he checks out who is present, then heads for Colombe, eyeing up her dress with an approving nod. As he gets closer, he grins and says in what is a pretty damn good British accent, "So when's the music going to be starting up, Keeper?" A look is given toward the microphone stands that are set up on stage.
Heathen hmmms as he glamces around. "We'll see, we'll see...."
Colombe follows the new face, Jedediah, with a pleasant smile as he passes by. Madeline and her entourage, Heathen and Mikael, are greeted warmly. When her eyes fall on Chad, she smiles, her eyes warm. "Amelie will likely enjoy a few words with you. If I'm not mistaken, you are impersonating one of her friends. Yes, I should kick things off. Just a moment."
Having said that, Colombe walks to the microphone. The music lowers, as she prepares to speak. "Welcome everyone, to a casual night of socializing or, possibly, epic performances of some favourite songs. Anyone is welcome to join the stage --- you only need to pick a song and let my assistant, Pierre know, he will do the rest." She gestures just off-stage to a rack of costumes and props --- use your imagination, it would be there, from zebra-skin trench coats, to MC Hammer pants. "The words to the songs will appear on the screen in front of you. If you want a particular video to play on the screen behind you, pass that on to Pierre, as well. Otherwise, enjoy the music, and informal conversation in this informal setting."
Amelie makes her way inside, dressed in shimmering gold. She must be headed for a club or for Karoake night! She waves to those here and smiles. "Bon Soir!"
Ambrosia finds a seat on the patchwork couch and she crosses her legs casually before turning her attention to the gathering crowd. Lila draws some quiet contemplation before the goth's gaze moves onward to Jebediah. Either will earn a nod from Ambrosia, if they notice her.
Mikael glances around the room, checking out the set up. His attention goes to Colombe then as they are greeted, "Bonsoir Mademoiselle Keeper." He gives her a bright smile, and then turns his head at Amelie's greeting, "Bonsoir Mademoiselle Herald. I hope the eve finds you both well."
Lila looks around slowly as she makes her way in, taking in the evening's decorations and setup. She's dressed most casually than usual when in Elysium but it's a more social evening after all. For the moment, she hangs bit, taking those already present and whatever might be about to unfold.
Willow settles back in her seat, tucking her phone away in her pocket as Colombe starts to speak. She smiles as the evening is laid out, looking around at those filtering in to partake in the festivities.
Madeline smiles warmly and nudges Heathen "You should" she teases then kisses Mikael's cheek and moves to hug Amelie
Charai flicks the balloon she had been holding away as it seems the evenings event is about to begin. Leaning back she is quiet as she takes it all in this being somewhat new to her.
Chad grins at Colombe as she makes mention of Amelie's friend and says to her, "It would not be the first time I was caught impersonating someone." He spins around with a bit of a flourish and slips off toward the elegant vinyl sofa, where he settles down and watches the stage area in anticipation.
Lila's attention drifts towards Colombe as she speaks, then she eventually works her way towards the purple divan after spotting Charai, offering her new clanmate a friendly smile and a few soft words as she takes a seat, legs crossing casually.
Ambrosia continues to people watch before she turns her attention to the stage, patiently watching and waiting for the first performers from her spot on the patchwork sofa.
Amelie has that bright smile as she surveys the room. She flashes a peace sign to Colombe, "Girl Power!" She laughs a bit as she loves the get up she has. Moving around the room, she sees Chad. "Well, You look much like Farrokh, but as I just spoke to him last night and we are planning his next visit here in a few months, you must not be him. I hope to see you perform tonight at least? He would get a kick out of this if he were here."
Charai talks quietly to Lila when she joins her on the sofa.
Amelie stops as she is hugged by Madeline, "Bon Soir, mon ami. You are looking quite beautiful tonight. Will you be gracing the stage tonight?"
Madeline laughs and kisses the Herald's cheek "As do you cher, non I think not, but I am very interested to watch"
Svetlana Serova enters the Elysium from above, although she may not be immediately recognizable. The Russian is currently in full on drag king mode: she is wearing short black 80s style gym shorts, a black t-shirt, and she has had her head shaved down to just a half inch or so of jet black hair. Sheâs without makeup and is wearing a pair of black hightop Chuck Taylors, dirty, stained, and laced up tight. It might be part of the costume, or it might just be her typical moodiness, but she's carrying a particularly intense expression tonight, glancing around hawkishly and glaring at anything that might catch her attention. She lingers by the entrance to the party, leaning against the railing to get a good look at all those attending.
At this moment, he's not keen on bothering strangers. So he watches and casually eavesdrops where he can. Jebediah waits silently for the performances to begin. But checks out the room and it's occupants as he does so. You know...Casual like.
Madeline steps over to kiss Willow's cheek and join her on the Rose sofa
Chad glances at up at Amelie as she makes mention of Freddie and nods, his face a smile, "I hope to see him again soon, Herald. I think it goes without saying that I am a fan." The Nosferatu sits up straight in the chair and looks at his half-mic, "I do not think I could have come dressed like this and not have given some kind of a performance this evening." The Freddy look-alike seems excited to be here.
Charai smiles at something Lila says then leans in her direction keeping her voice low as not to bother the rest of the room.
Willow smiles brightly at Madeline and returns the peck to the cheek before speaking quietly at the sectional.
Colombe stands at the mic and, seeing that there are no immediate takers, her eyes fall to Farrokh, aka Chad. She says something to her assistant, then speaks again into the mic. "To start things off, I am going to cold-call Chad to the stage --- most people only know him for his Nosferomper, but he is so much more than that. Will you join me on the stage, Mr. Mercury?"
Chad looks around for a few moments and then smiles as he gets called to the stage. Rising from his seat, he leaves his microphone on the sofa. Making his way across the room toward the stage, he hops up and moves to stand next to Colombe. He does take a second to actually mic check to make sure it's on.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Sveta rolls Dexterity + Athletics vs 6 for 4 successes. 3 +7 +8 +10 +10 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Chad loses one Willpower
Lila looks at Charai with a curious expression, but a smile still graces her lips. A soft response follows before her attention is drawn first to Colombe, then Chad as he joins her and she leans back against the divan to watch the pair.
Slow, soothing piano chords play across the Elysium, as Chad finishes checking the mic --- yes, it's on. Colombe gives Chad a warm, mock admonishing look as she lifts the mic begins to sing, offering a little intro lilt, in the spirit of Arianna Grande's rendition of this Disney classic... the unmistakable Beauty and the Beast: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=axySrE0Kg6k
Colombe loses one Willpower
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Colombe rolls Charisma(5) + Performance(4) (9 dice) vs 6 for 5 successes. 3 5 5 5 +7 +9 +10 +10 +10 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============-------------> <---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Chad rolls Charisma + Singing vs 5 for 1 successes. 1 3 4 +5 6 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Henry Serova pushes off of the railing and moves to the staircase. She slips her ass up onto the banister and slides neatly down it, sticking the dismount with nary a stumble and successfully segueing from projectile to walk. The butch-for-the-evening Russian offers Chad and Colombe a salute as they prepare to perform, and meanders over to the patchwork couch. There, she greets Ambrosia with a surly grunt, leaning a hip against the side of the seat and folding her arms to watch.
Amelie finds a seat and claps for the first performance before it begins. She sits in great appreciation of the two up on stage.
"Tale as old as time." Colombe offers to Chad, in a soft, but sweet voice. Her eyes are warm on the Nosferatu as she proceeds, into the next line. "True as it can be."
She smiles, her eyes resting intently on her partner.
"Barely even friends, then somebody bends... unexpectedly."
A remarkable smile passes over Ambrosia's face when she first spies Sveta's outfit upon the Russian woman's approach. The goth's expression fills with a display of humor and joy that lasts for all of two seconds before she catches herself and guards it again. Only the hint of a smile lingers when Ambrosia inclines her head and grunts quietly in return. Her gaze moves from Sveta to the stage as Colombe and Chad's performance begins.
As Colombe finishes her last line, the Nosferatu lays into his lines immediately after she finishes. His voice is deep and resonant. To those that are trained, he's no Daughter of Cacophony or John Legend, but he's actually not half bad, maybe a little tight because this is the first song of the night.
"Just a little change Small to say the least both a little scared Neither one prepared"
"Beauty and the beast"
As Chad sings, he's clearly putting his all into this. As Colombe looks over at him, he smiles, just as warmly while he sings, eyes on hers. It's very clear that he's singing to his parter right now.
Madeline nods to Willow and smiles, enjoying the performance
The music swells, and as the bridge plays, Colombe gently reaches out to Chad and takes his hand, looking him quietly in the eyes, and pulls, rolling into his arm, like a ballroom dancer, in time to sing the final verse --- it is sung by the two, together. For her part, she seems radiant, thoroughly enjoying this performance and this moment. "Ever just the same. Ever a surprise. Ever as before, and ever just as sure, as the sun will rise."
Sveta watches silently from the back, arms folded, expression sullen. She juts her jaw forward, then leans in, cups her hands to her mouth, and lets out a loud: "Yeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Daaavaiiii!" To cheer the pair on.
As the rest of the song goes on, Chad sings mostly in unison with Colombe. Her voice is the stronger of the two of them by far, but he provides a nice, deep vocal offset to her, no doubt higher range. When she takes his hand, he seems a bit surprised, but follows her lead and she ends up in his arms. The whole thing causes him to chuckle in amusement even as he tries to keep singing and not mess it up. Their proximity forces them to both use the same microphone for a few moments, like a good duet.
"Tale as old as time Tune as old as song Bittersweet and strange Finding you can change Learning you were wrong"
The Nos clearly knows this song by heart, which in and of itself might be odd, but clearly he's also really into the performance. At some point, the Freddy Mercury wannabe spins her gently back out so she can use her mic again and as the song comes to a close, Chad offers to the both of them finish with gentle 'oooooohs' that drifts off in the wind. When the music dies away, he smiles at Colombe and nods.
Charai nods to Lila and says something before turning her attention to the performance. She watches with a smile curling her lips she seems to be enjoying it.
Colombe's eyes meet Chad's as they finish, and she smiles quietly, watching him intently until the music stops.
Lila reaches up to tuck a stray curl behind an ear as she watches the performance with a soft smile, applauding warmly at it's conclusion with a few murmured words to Charai.
Serova applauds from the back: firm, loud, stern, steady claps as she does her best to embody her avatar for the evening. She pushes her hip off of the patchwork couch. And offers Ambrosia a little nod as she prepares to move to the stage.
Chad looks up at the rest of the audience and shakes his head, moving to hop off the stage and make room for the next person who wants to come up. The Nosferatu quickly makes his way back to the sofa.
Madeline smiles and claps as the performance ends!
Fairly enthusiastic clapping from Jebediah, no slow clap here. He looks around to gauge the crowds reaction as well, nodding happily to see they're getting their due.
Ambrosia offers Chad and Colombe a hearty clap of her hands and favors each with a thin smile if they look her way. Sveta's departure toward the stage has Ambrosia rising and calling out, "Udachi", in a fairly good Eastern European accent.
Colombe watches Chad leave the stage, but she lingers near the microphone. "So, if there is anyone who would like to come up... that would be very convenient. Because otherwise." She looks very seriously into those gathered tonight. "I may be forced to lay down some MC Hammer." A slight grin. "Or Backstreet Boys."
Willow smiles and lifts her hands to clap along with the rest as the performace ends. A soft laugh comes at the suggested songs, glancing around to see who's going to head up next.
Charai claps at the end of the performance and then flashes a grin at something Lila says to her and nods in agreement it looks like.
Sveta hop-skips up onto the stage nimbly, offers Colombe a wink, and meanders on over to the DJ, muttering to him briefly. There's a brief conference, a joint nod, and then she heads over to one of the microphone stands and grabs the weapon of vocal input for the evening.
Colombe's eyebrows rise, but so does her interest, when Sveta answers the call. She quietly steps down, as DJ Pierre spins up Sveta's request.
Sveta loses one Willpower
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Sveta rolls Charisma vs 7 for 2 successes. +9 +10 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
There's a moment where it almost seems like Sveta's gotten wet feet, standing awkwardly in the middle of the stage, the background music dying out. She looks out over the assembled kindred with her arms held loosely at her sides, not quite filling out the men's athletic garb in any fashionable sense, but then a discordant guitar cuts through the room, signaling the unmistakable start of Black Flag's My War: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nB_tGab-t0g During that thirty second intro, Serova undergoes a transformation, first staying back and forth, then pacing, side to side, energy building as she nods her head to the awful off-key screeching from the speakers that stands in stark contrast to the melodic notes from the previous act. The music swells, and so does Serova - outrighly stomping across the stage and finally, before the opening vocals, mic-checking by banging the front of the microphone off of her forehead three solid times until a little trickle of blood dribbles down her nose: "Myyyyyyyyyyyyy WAR!"
Madeline jumps a little and watches, the Elder's eyes a mix of confusion and concern but just speaks softly to willow as she watches
Charai arches a brow as the new performance starts and turns to look at Lila a moment before speaking to her.
Colombe watches Sveta's performance art with a sanguine expression. She lifts the mic in her hand, and says, for everyone's benefit. "Thank-you Sveta Serova! Such a heartfelt and passionate performance."
Sveta doesn't sing as much as screeches. Her vocal range is roughly an octave higher than the original track's, but it hardly makes a difference with the style of music being played. She has the same barking delivery, wild eyed and steamrolling from stage left to stage right. Every time the chorus comes she kicks it up a notch, screaming louder - faster, off-time and off-cue here and there, but making up for it by repeating words or simply screaming to fill in dead air. She points out people in the audience with some of the lyrics, angling an accusatory finger at Ambrosia: "You're one of them!" Chad: "THEM!" Colombe: "THEEEEM!" "MYYYYY WAAAAR!" The three minute or so song drags on and on before it chugs to a steady slowdown. Sveta drops to her knees and moans, screams, rants incoherently into the microphone with the final breakdown into silence.
Willow gets a funny look on her face, reaching up to brush her hair over her shoulder before she answers Madeline.
Lila watches Sveta curiously as she takes the stage, not quite sure what to expect even as the song begins. The mic-checking on the forehead though - that makes her cringe and she can only stare now as the performance ensues, sparing a glance to Charai as her clanmate's voice reaches her ears.
Ambrosia's body trembles with silent, voice-less laughter as Sveta first breaks into song and she quietly claps from the patchwork sofa. Her smile is wide and curved as she watchs her clan-mate's performance. When Sveta points that accusatory finger toward her she clasps her hands over her own heart and mouths, 'Them!' in time the following chants.
Serova drops the mic on the stage and dabs at her bloody forehead with the front of her t-shirt. "Uhhnnhm..." She retreats into the darkness of the party, as quickly as she came out of it.
Madelines eyes are touched with sympathy but then she brushes a hand along the folds of her coat and doesnt make any other mention of the womans' situation
Chad looks up from the couch where he was talking with Colombe as he's pointed out by Sveta as one of THEM! The Nosferatu takes a hot second to catch up and then points a finger at Sveta, answering in true punk fashion, "Hey, go fuck yourself!" It's like said, but not really in anger. More like a mock offense and response to let the Malk know that he is most definitely not one whomever THEM! is.
Colombe is less offended, but she laughs at Chad's reaction to the aspersion.
Colombe watches Sveta's performance art with a sanguine expression. She lifts the mic in her hand, and says, for everyone's benefit. "Thank-you Sveta Serova! Such a heartfelt and passionate performance."
Lila applauds lightly for Sveta - the performance was definitely...spirited! She looks back to Charai then, speaking quietly for a few moments before rising and making her way out.
Ambrosia's eyes follow Sveta as the Malkavian reteats from the stage, then the goth looks across the crowd. Eyes narrow, smile fades, then the scrawny waif is rising quickly to her feet. She doesn't chase after her clanmate, however, but instead moves stage-ward, clutching the bottom of her dress carefully as she makes her way up and toward DJ. Pierre.
Amelie claps for the performance. "What passion!" She does enjoy that most of all. Rising from her seat, she steps over near Gladys and speaks quietly with her for a moment. Then nods to something said in return.
Colombe lifts the mic, to offer, "And it looks like we have the pleasure of welcoming Ms. Ambrosia Lasalle, of Clan Malkavian, to the stage! Everyone a round of applause!"
Sveta trades places with Ambrosia, spreading out across the patchwork couch to recover from the jeers and cheers from the audience. The bleeding wound on her forehead closes up and she sucks on the bit of her t-shirt she'd used to clean her head.
Ambrosia glances back over her shoulder when Colombe announces her name, then she leans in toward Pierre and covers her mouth as she murmurs into his ear. The dark-haired goth nods her firmly, pats his arm, and then turns back toward the stage. There is a moment's hesitance as the pale Malkavian regards the crowd, a briefest glimpse of nerves and axiety for the more empathatic members of course, then she is smiling in defiance and high-heel-stomping forward, toward the microphone. As she waits for Pierre to locate her song and queue it up, Ambrosia stands with one hand on the microphone, legs spread wide in some dominate 'look-at-me' pose, her other hand rising to her forehead to brush away a stray strand of hair. The moody goth doesn't shy away from eye contact once she's settled into her little pose... ...and then the familiar cymbal and rum pattern of "Our Lips Are Sealed" from The Go-Go's erupts from the speakers, sending the dark-haired beauty into a bubbly, bouncy little dance that only increases as the guitar and bass comes in.
Ambrosia loses one Willpower <---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Ambrosia rolls Charisma + Performance vs 6 for 1 successes. 2 3 3 +6 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Colombe looks away from her chat with Chad to smile at Ambrosia, eyes sparkling as the vamp takes the iconic stance, her smile widening at the choice of song. She says something quietly to Chad at the vinyl sofa.
Amelie seems to be having a nice conversation with Gladys, until Ambrosia starts to perform and they both pay attention to the woman.
From the patchwork couch, Sveta bobs her head back and forth, both feet tapping in an alternating pattern - even if she's maintaining her Rollins scowl.
Chad is talking with Colombe at the sofa, but his eyes swing toward Ambrosia as she sings along. He even mouths the words 'Our Lips Are Sealed' right in time, singing softly to the lyrics on and off.
Ambrosia's voice offers a confident, if someone average song performance as she dives into the first verse, mere moments after that iconic bass guitar kicked in.
"Can you heeeeear theeeem?" "They talk about us." "Telling lies." "Well, that's no surprise."
The dark-haired Malkavian yanks the microphone off of the stand with one hand and raises her other in a two-fingered sort of salute toward the patchwork couch where Sveta resides.
"Can you see them?" "See right through them? "They have no shield." "No secrets to reveal."
And so Ambrosia rolls into the first chorus, hips swaying as she stalks side to side, working the full length of the stage. Pierre even gets a kiss blown at him when she's passing by.
The side to side of Serova's head pivots to an up and down motion. She drags her index and middle finger across her eyes, open like victory signs, in plain response to the crowd interaction.
Charai seems unfamiliar with the song begin sung but smiles never the less as the performance goes on.
Ambrosia doesn't spare the screen a single glance but sings her way through the chorus by heart before she settles into the second verse, smile twisting wickedly as she works through the 1980's pop song. Her gaze finds Willow in the crowd and she winces, quickly offering an apologetic shrug toward the Daughter of Cacophony.
The song leads into the second chorus, still song adequately but with an increase amount of butt-shaking, then the third verse follows. Ambrosia ends up back at that microphone stand, microphone fastened back in place and gripped with one hand while she holds the other hand skyward in an over-dramatic superheroine pose, closing with the repeated line of the final chorus, "Our Lips are Sealed... Our Lips are Sealed!"
Colombe lifts the mic and speaks warmly to the gathered kindred as Ambrosia finishes up. "Ms. Ambrosia Lasalle, everybody!"
Serova raises her hands over her head and claps loudly to mark the end of Ambrosia's performance. "Urra!"
Willow grins and claps as the performance comes to an end, adding her applause to the rest of the group.
Amelie claps for Ambrosia, and nudges Gladys to see if she is good.
Colombe looks at Amelie, says something to Chad, then starts talking as she walks, toward the stage. "And now, calling to perform.... in their debut performance...." She lightly jumps to the stage and lifts her arm with a flourish. "...the Harpy Sisters!"
DJ Pierre seems pretty fly with what is happening, because he has their music cued; he looks to Colombe, awaiting the word.
Ambrosia carefully looks down to make sure she doesn't end her performance by clumsily tripping on any microphone cables. A brief hand is held out in a wave before she makes her way off of the stage and back toward the patchwork sofa. The goth's demeanor is back to it's traditional dark and gloomy state by the time her butt is landing on that couch cushion.
Amelie takes Gladys by the arm, and leads her up to the stage. She giggles a bit as they get ready for their performance.
The DJ knows just what to do and that iconic drum beat starts (duh, duh duh - duh duh, duh, duh duh - duh duh) and snapping fingers and hand claps on beats two and four along with it. Amelie, Colombe, and Gladys stand in a V formation with a swing to their hips along with it as they clap. Starting off otherwise acapella, the group in unison sings:
"Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey (clap clap, clap!), hey Mickey! (clap clap, clap!) Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey (clap clap, clap!), hey Mickey! (clap clap, clap!)
Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey (clap clap, clap!), hey Mickey! (clap clap, clap!) Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey!"
( https://youtu.be/p__Jl2XwLyk )
You lose one Willpower <---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Colombe rolls Charisma(5) + Performance(4) (9 dice) vs 6 for 4 successes. 1 3 4 5 +6 +7 +8 +9 9 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Amelie loses one Willpower
Chad smiles widely as Ambrosia finishes up, clapping his hands together for her and whistling from the sofa, saying, "Hell of a performance there!" He keeps applauding for a few moments, then seems about to stop, but as Colombe makes to move to the stage again and is joined by the "Harpy Sisters", he continues to do so until they have started the song. The Nos tries to build energy in the room.
<---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Amelie rolls Charisma + Singing + 2 vs 3 for 7 successes. 1 1 2 +3 +4 +5 +6 +7 +9 +9 10 10 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Serova offers Ambrosia a fist to bump when she's joined at the Malk-central.
As they sing, other instruments come in, with finally the sound of the iconic synthesizer playing the melody. The ladies each take a turn coming forward as they sing with pure mirth and having a good time together on this night of nights! Suddenly they have pom poms in hand, which they toss around, as they dance in time with this fun song.
Gladys sings, "Hey Mickey!"
Amelie sings, "You've been around all night and that's a little long."
Colombe sings, "You think you've got the right, but I think you've got it wrong."
Gladys sings, "Why can't you say goodnight? So you can take me home Mickey?"
Amelie sings, "'Cause when you say you will, it always means you won't."
Colombe sings, "You're givin' me the chills, baby, please, baby don't."
Gladys sings, "Every night you still leave me alone Mickey."
"Oh Mickey, what a pity, you don't understand. You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand. Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand. It's guys like you, Mickey! Oh what you do Mickey, do Mickey. Don't break my heart, Mickey!"
Ambrosia doesn't even look at Sveta when she reaches out sideways and completes the offered fist-bump. The woman has eyes only for the performers on stage.
Charai watches the performance with rapt attention. A smile curls her lips as she seems to be truly enjoying it.
Willow grins as the women get lined up for the song, clapping along as they get into the chorus.
Moving around the ladies laugh as they drop their props and just dance a bit more, having the time of their lives together.
Amelie sings, "Hey Mickey!"
Colombe sings, "Now when you take me by the hooves, who's ever gonna know."
Gladys sings, "And every time you move I let a little more show."
Amelie sings, "There's something you can use, so don't say no Mickey."
Colombe sings, "So come on and give it to me anyway you can."
Gladys sings, "Anyway you want to do it, I'll take it like a man."
Amelie sings, "But please baby, please don't leave me in the damp Mickey."
"Oh Mickey, what a pity, you don't understand. You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand. Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand. It's guys like you, Mickey! Oh what you do Mickey, do Mickey. Don't break my heart, Mickey!"
The ladies are handed fake old style phones - with cords even. They play up as if they are chatting with each other on the phone as the music continues. When the sing again, their dancing and arm movements are totally in synch.
"Hey Mickey! -~- You're so fine. -~- You're so fine.
Hey Mickey!
Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey (hey hey!), hey Mickey! Oh Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey Mickey (hey hey!), hey Mickey!
Oh Mickey, what a pity, you don't understand. You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand, Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand? (hey hey!) It's guys like you, Mickey! Oh what you do Mickey, do Mickey. Don't break my heart, Mickey!
Oh Mickey, what a pity, you don't understand. You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand. Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand? (hey hey!) It's guys like you, Mickey! Oh what you do Mickey, do Mickey. Don't break my heart, Mickey!
Gladys stage whispers, "I love you Mickey!"
Chad shifts his applause into bopping in his seat back and forth. He knows the lyrics to this one as well and has seems quite into this rather stunning rendition of the 1982 Toni Basil one hit wonder.
Amelie makes an ending pose and then holds her hands out to the other harpies and offers a group hug before taking a bow to the audience and exiting the stage.
Colombe breaks synchronicity a few seconds after the music stops, speaking warmly into the mic, nodding to Amelie and Gladys as they leave the stage. "The Harpy Sisters!" She lets that settle for a couple of seconds, before announcing the final act of the night. "Next, we have what is sure to be an amazing performance. Please welcome Ms. Willow Miller, Daughter of Cacophony, to the stage!"
Serova windup-cymbol-monkey claps for the trio as they finish off their piece.
Willow loses one Willpower <---======##====================[ Dice Roll ]=====================##======---> Willow rolls Charisma + Singing + 2 vs 3 for 8 successes. 1 +3 +3 +4 +4 +4 +5 +7 +8 8 <-------------=============++++++++++++++++++++++++=============------------->
Willow stands up to head over to speak with Pierre for a brief moment, then nods and grins as she heads over to the mic to wait for the music to start. She closes her eyes as the beat starts up, her head moving in time as she settles into the rhythm of the song, wrapping both hands lightly around the mic. When the intro finishes, she launches into the quick lyrics of The Cardigans' My Favorite Game with a smile and a sweet confidence to her tone. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ewKDfMOv8xw
Charai applauds when the act ends and then gets settled again for the next performance.
Ambrosia scoots forward on the patchwork couch and claps rapidly as the harpies finish their performance. The dark-haired waif quiets again as Willow is announced as the next performer and she watches her take the stage with fascinated curiosity. The song choice earns an approving nod. It appears our goth is a Pop fan?
Chad looks over at Colombe as she sits back down and says something to her rather excitedly. But as Willow takes the stage, he can't help but be drawn to her voice as it comes out. The last act was amazing, but leave it to the second Daughter to close out the evening with a stunning performance.
Willow rolls through the first verse and chorus, caught up in the energy of the song. The corner of her mouth is quirked into a grin as she goes on to the second verse, adding in a little bit of sass because the song calls for it. "I only know what I've been working for Another you so I could love you more I really thought that I could take you there But my experiment is not getting us anywhere.
and then on through the rest of the song with a tap in her toe and a steady bob in her shoulders to keep the beat.
In the back, Serova's gone a little slack-jawed listening to Willow's iteration of the song.
Colombe speaks warmly into the mic. "Ms. Willow Miller everyone!! And that concludes the scheduled acts for the evening. Please feel free to stay and dance on the dance floor... or sing, you can still do that. Remember, though, we are in Elysium, so if you are going to hit anything with a microphone, follow Ms. Serova's example and only hit yourself." She gives Pierre a look and he spins up some dance beats (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otCpCn0l4Wo&list=PLBA45B830027E7ADE).
Ambrosia glances toward Sveta and says something quietly at their couch before she rises to her feet.
Chad applauds genuinely as Willow finishes her performance, a smile on his face, "Amazing." He says aloud, clearly pretty floored by the whole thing. That persists for a moment and he leans in to talk to Colombe at the couch, letting his applause fade away slowly as the MC Hammer soundtrack comes on.
Charai claps for the latest performer then shifts in her seat to glance at the time before settling back once again.
Willow heads back over to sit down at the sectional again, grinning as she pulls out her phone and starts to type away.
Colombe stands and says something quietly to Cropsey at the vinyl sofa.
Colombe smiles to Sveta, Ambrosia, Charai and Willow, while the dance music plays, and makes her way to the stairs.
