KARAOKE DANCE PARTY!!! [OPEN, COME GRAB FREE CR!]

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Everyone had been so nice to Ryo since he had awoken a day prior. He wanted to show his appreciation to his friends and the crew, and get a chance to meet others. So, he walked back into the sensoriums and imagined a place. As he opened his eyes, there was the Milk Dipper. Wood finish, stars decorating the place, rough hewn wooden tables and the telescope in it's pedestal at the center. Everything was as it should be, except for one thing. Behind the counter, looking very confused, was a green-skinned demon who bore no resemblance to Airi. Ryo registered his shock as the demon spoke.

"This... is NOT my bar..." The green one said, his own shock evident. He looked at Ryo. "And you're not Peter..." Ryo, not knowing what to do, bowed quickly.

"I'm sorry, Oni-san, I just wanted to throw a party for everyone, with karaoke and dancing, and I didn't mean to summon you!" The demon shook his head, waving Ryo off.

"It's Lorne, and you had me at karaoke. Now, this place.... I like it. Kind of a kitsch-meets-class thing going on... It does need to be bigger, though..." Lorne snapped his fingers and the cafe expanded, now as large as an auditorium. The telescope pedestal sat firmly in the center of a well-polished dance floor, underneath a disco ball and lighting set up. To the left of the counter was a stage with a karoake set-up, and behind the counter was now a lot more than just coffee. Otherwise, the decor remained the same.

"Alright, Ryo-kun." Lorne said with a smile. "Give everyone the heads up and get this party started." Ryo nodded, amazed by the demon's abilities, and gave a call on the omnicomms.

[[ OOC: It's karaoke dance party time! Start a sub-thread with your character singing a song, socializing, or just being a wallflower, and let the CR flow! Especially great for newbies to meet folk and influence people!]]

Comments

[not_the_philistine]

Elisa.

Goliath smiles. "Good friends."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo nodded, understanding.

"I got ya. How long ya been on the meatship?" He asked after a moment. "I think I've seen ya around, but I've only been here... a bit. Like, fer the last two missions."

[not_the_philistine]

"Long enough." He thinks back on his waking, the news of the time - "Not long after the zombies, before the last two missions. I am sorry to hear about your race," he adds, wondering as he says it why anyone would actively destroy their own people. "My people are few in number, but not so few as yours."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo shrugged.

"It's kinda cool, sometimes. I can never feel like I ain't special." He laughed a bit. "'Sides, it's their own fault. When a guy like the one who made me shows himself to be such an obvious psycho, ya don't teach him how ta make biological weapons. That's like throwin' brush in fronta a fire and leadin' back ta yer house. What about yer race? If there are still a few, ya guys workin' on repopulatin'? Like, with clonin' er somethin'?"

[not_the_philistine]

Saywhatnow?

"I - no, not cloning." This is a distress button for him, apparently. "We do not - there are cloned gargoyles, but . . ." but Thailog and Demona and their clan of clones are a big ole sack of Complicated, and this is a party. Goliath waves a talon. "For the most part, we are looking towards more . . . traditional methods."

[top-teen-38.livejournal.com]

Slobo nodded.

"I get ya, big guy. Clonin' is all kindsa messy, leads to really bad things like identity crisises and whatnot." He said, thinking about his world. "I ain't an advocate of it, really, even bein' a clone. I was jus' wonderin' how ya were rebuildin', is all." He could smell Goliath's tension.

"Anyway, I still gotta say, it's pretty damn cool ta meet another endangered species. Maybe we could talk sometime? Like, trade cultural... tradition... things? I'd love ta hear about yers, if ya wouldn't mind bein' one o' the few in the multiverse privy ta mine." It was obvious, that, in his own odd way, this little grey man was offering friendship.

[not_the_philistine]

It's equally obvious that Goliath appreciates the offer. So many do not give it so freely.

"My friend, I would be honored." It's as easy as that. Cloned alien? Psychopathic 'father?' Goliath doesn't care. They're buds now. And he could use some more friends right now.