Karaoke Night [OPEN]

[hero-medic.livejournal.com]

 Between nearly killing himself trying to help people and his talk with Nathan, Peter was exhausted. Even with his upbeat demeanor, it was hard to not say he felt stressed. His flight-breaks no longer helping, he decided he needed to take a few hours. He found himself at the sensoriums, a place he had heard talked about like the holodeck from Star Trek. As he walked in, it was a blank room. He closed his eyes and thought to himself. 

I just need a way to relax.

He suddenly heard music, and opened his eyes to what appeared to be a high class nightclub, but filled with the strangest creatures he had ever seen, even since arriving on the ship. Behind the bar, a green-skinned redhead with horns, more conspicuous for his paisley shirt and purple ascot, was trying to get his attention.  

"Hey, kiddo, didn't you hear them call your name?" The demon said, smiling. "You're up, bubbulah. Don't worry, I picked a good song for you." Peter eyed him warily. Wherever this place had come from, it was not his head. But decided not to question it, and went to stand in front of a karaoke machine on stage. He picked up the mike and saw the song, and smiled. He loved this song. EVERYONE loved this song. Luckily, a few years in boy's choir had given him a sense of tune, and puberty had left him with a decent tenor. So, he began to sing. 

o/` I can't fight this feeling any longer,
      And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow... o/` 

That was all it took. As if suddenly injected with 100 ccs of pure rock ballad awesome, Peter closed his eyes and began letting the music take him, eventually rocking out. He had forgotten what it was like, honestly. Forgotten the fun of just letting go and having fun. And as he finished up the REO Speedwagon classic, breathing heavily and feeling alive, he wished he hadn't. 

But then he opened his eyes to notice more than just his holographic audience had filtered into the "club". 

"Uh... Next?" He said as he hastily replaced the mike and went to get a holo-beer. 

That was embarrassing.  He could only hope someone would follow him up and make it slightly less so.

[ooc: Start a subthread with your character approaching the stage and singing a song. Characters can react to other's performances even if they aren't singing themselves. And any song you'd like, Lorne has the entire mutliverse on karaoke. I'm not asking, and neither should you.]

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[got-a-bad-habit.livejournal.com]

"No...that's not it." she turned away a bit. "I can sing, just...it's not something I do in front of people, anymore."

[static-shock68.livejournal.com]

An eyebrow was raised as Static moved to catch her eye again. "Rose, you gonna be okay? If it's that big of an issue, you don't have to worry about it, but, you know you can talk to me, right?"

He took a swig of his beer. It wasn't bad; certainly better than most of the public school party beers he'd had.

[got-a-bad-habit.livejournal.com]

"No, just...when I was little mom and I used to sing. I was taught guitar and signing, even some dancing as a kid. That was before my father came into the picture." So there was more to the hard ass pain machine that was Rose Wilson than she usually let on.

[static-shock68.livejournal.com]

"...Ah." Yeah, for being the team leader? Static was never really good at these kinds of things.. too many variables.

"Well, don't force yourself, then. But, maybe you're just looking at it wrong? Rather than not singing as a result of what's happened, have you though about singing to celebrate the good times? I mean, if you and your mom shared so much back then, it'd be a shame to just...let it disappear because of what's happened since."

Really, really not good at this.

[got-a-bad-habit.livejournal.com]

Well there was something to think about, that and Slobo's intervention made her sigh, slam the beer and nod.

"ok, ok, I'll give it a go."

[static-shock68.livejournal.com]

Static smiled. "There'll be a whole new beer waiting for you when you get back."