http://hero-medic.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hero-medic.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-11-12 07:53 pm

Karaoke Night [OPEN]

 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.]

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
At this though, Katara decided to be firm. "It DOES matter to me, Static! I want you to have fun, and that doesn't mean your feelings get to be ignored! Now come on: if you want to sing with me, why don't you? Let's sing something you pick, okay?"

[identity profile] static-shock68.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Static blinked, taken aback. "No, no, I meant it doesn't matter what we sing. Kat, I swear, I'm having a good time." He smiled.

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Well, she had certainly read more tahn she thought. So much for her being a good read on people. "Okay then. But you know a little more about music than I do. You should pick."

[identity profile] static-shock68.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, how about something from your world? We've sung a whole bunch of songs from mine, surely you guys have a good duet or two..."

[identity profile] kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Katara looked down. "Um...the thing is, when you're running for your life half the time? You really don't have time to sit down and hear songs. I was really surprised that Sokka even remembered that song that the wandering minstrels knew, since he seemed to hate them. Its kinda why I wanted you to pick."

[identity profile] static-shock68.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm, alright then. Gimmie a few minutes to think up something good; there's one song I just need to sing first, though."