2020.04.20 Murder Open Mic Night

Murder Open Mic Night April 2020
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IC Date	March 28, 2020
IC Time	4PM-7PM
Players	Conn, Wick, Hardy, Robin, Joel, Erik, Cash, Catalina, Aerik, Li Bong, Areille, Clara, Mira, Alexander, Antonio, Levi, Emrick
Storyteller	Conn
Location	Murder of Crows
Prp/Tp	N/A
Theme Song	N/A

Conn sits on the stage in front of the Mic, having been announced by The Murder's manager, Charlie. The regular crowd have made it in for the open mic night and Conn fiddles with the mic before Wick joins him on the stage. Rather unceremoniously, sttill lacking any real stagemanship, Conn nods and says "I'm Conn, this is Wick and this is The Bitter End, by Placebo". He launches into the song with little further todo.

   Since we're feeling so anesthetized
   In our comfort zone
   Reminds me of the second time
   That I followed you home
   We're running out of alibis
   On the second of may
   Reminds me of the summertime
   On this winters day

   See you at the bitter end
   See you at the bitter end

Robin walks into the bar right as the pair start playing together. He quickly moves throught the people to take a seat in a booth.

Li Bong slips inside, amidst the crush of folks for Open Mic night. The Chinese guy is pretty unassuming, dressed like a bum, but doesnt smell bad... so made his way post the doorguys like anybody else.

Wick can't help but grin as Conn gets straight to the music. Standing up on stage with the bar's own, he launches right into The Bitter End by Placebo along with him. A copper pick glints in his hand as he plucks out an intricate acompaniment to the main chords that Conn strikes. And leaning into the microphone, he adds his voice in harmony. His eyes drift shut as he sings, "You showered me with lullabies... Had you walking away... Reminds me that its killing time... On this fateful day."

Hardy moves inside and over to the bar, taking a seat and watching the performance.

Cash had arrived just as the music started, moving off to the side and peering about the place. A grin at the people up on stage, giving an appreciative whistle.

Aerik steps through the door, Catalina in tow., "So I heard they are doing an open mic tonight. This could be interesting." he says as the catch the last bit of the previous song. He looks around for a place to sit.

   Adjusting her backpack on her shoulder, the young Latina looks about. Catalina looks over to Aerik and chuckles softly. "Normally not my thing but...this could be fun to watch." Looking to the stage, she listens to the performance now.

Joel has been idly shooting pool as the song begins, and he doesn't seem poised to stop as the song continues. The sound of pool balls clacking doesn't quite set up a rhythm for the song, but at least it's not too jarring. He movs to chalk up his stick again, ready to take another shot, sizing up the banked shot. The solid-colored ball sails gently into a pocket, and Joel smiles, pleased with himself. He barely looks up for the music, but he does at least have a sip from his can of Guinness. Anyone arriving after he has will readily note the recognizable-if-you've-seen-it-before garish Prius parked outside; anyone arriving before has heard music of a markedly different kind as he pulled in: awful rap-metal a la Limp Bizkit.

Conn and Wick bring the song to a close and silence their guitar strings. Conn smiles brightly at his partner, "This is `Don't fear the Reaper` by Blue Oyster Cult. After which, we're gonna open the mic up for the evening."