Caritas - Open 12/02

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica arrives at work and is surprised not to find Lorne around. She busies herself getting everything set up and decides to open up.

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The Lounge [12/02]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Chat, relax, whatever

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[romanywitch]

"Hey," said Jenny. "Veronica, how's it going tonight?" She ordered a mai tai from Tino.

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had come in after a long, horrid day, found out Jarod wasn't working tonight, gotten a Diet Coke and been even more annoyed it didn't have an umbrella.

She was sulking in a corner when she saw Jenny come in, and remembered she wanted to talk to her. "Miss Calendar?"

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Hey Professor!" Veronica smiled.

She nodded a hello to Parker and then walked down to the other end of the bar to chat with Tino.

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[chasingangela]

Angela takes a break from work and strolls over to Caritas.

It's slow enough in the record shop that it might be a very, very long break.

She waves to Parker and the new teacher.

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor took his drink and went to relax in the lounge and wait for the entertainment.

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came in with Faithful, hoping to find the place a bit more alive than the last time she was there.

Re: The Bar [12/02]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne walks into the bar wearing a sparkly cowboy outfit.

"Rhonda! Honey! You're a lifesaver! Tino totally forgot to press my sequined chaps tonight. Gah! What a nightmare!"

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[best-bang-yet.livejournal.com]

Zaphod walks in, excited about the prospect of a bar run by a guy with style second only to Zaphod's own.

Re: The Lounge [12/02]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, still snazzy in his tux, heads into the lounge holding Cally's hand. "No floating domeheaded things here, so far," he says, peering around. "You want a soda or anything?"

The Bar [12/02]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Have Tino get you a drink.

We card.

Re: The Bar [12/02]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB walked up to the bar to tell Veronica that there should also be a thread for his magic act which was a last minute thing that she had no way of knowing about tonight and ordered a scotch. After his last performance here - which he didn't actually remember - he thought it might be smart to be a little looser tonight.

Re: The Bar [12/02]

[demonbelthazor]

Bored, Belthazor wandered into Caritas to check things out. He sat down at the bar and ordered a drink from Tino. Lorne hadn't carded him before, so he didn't expect to be this time, either.

Re: The Bar [12/02]

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Why....why was he back here? The singing had scared him the first time around but...the scotch was pretty good and actually the atmosphere was kinda...fun.

So, Wilson found himself back at the bar, almost on the same stool waiting to catch Tino's eye to order a drink.

The Stage [12/02]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

You know you want to...

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The lights change and Lorne takes the stage.

In a cowboy outfit. The familiar twang of a country music standard starts.

"Hey there cowpokes! It's C&W night at the Lazy Caritas! I'm your host Lorne and I'm here to remind you...."


Sometimes its hard to be a woman


*Scattered Applause*

Oh hush! One does not applaud Tammy Wynette in the first lyric.


Giving all your love to just one man
You'll have bad times
And he'll have good times
Doing things that you don't understand

Stand by your man
Give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely
Stand by your man
And tell the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man

But if you love him you'll forgive him
Even though he's hard to understand
And if you love him
Oh be proud of him
Cause after all he's just a man

Stand by your man
Give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely
Stand by your man
And tell the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man

Stand by your man
And show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can

BABY!

Stand by your maaaaan!

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"This song isn't directed to anyone in particular." Just too many at once...

Parker took a deep breath, truly glad Jarod wasn't here to see this.

Mary anne and wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4h club
Both active in the ffa
After graduation mary anne went out lookin’
For a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town
And all she found was Earl


Parker made a face.

Well it wasn’t two weeks
After she got married that
Wanda started gettin’ abused
She put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses
And make-up to cover a bruise
Well she finally got the nerve to file for divorce
She let the law take it from there
But Earl walked right through that restraining order
And put her in intensive care

Thinking of various things, her voice turned grim.

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held wanda’s hand as they
Worked out a plan
And it didn’t take long to decide

That Earl had to die!

Yeah, that felt good.

Goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas
They tasted all right to me, Earl
You’re feeling weak?
Why don’t you lay down
And sleep, Earl
Ain’t it dark?
Wrapped up in that tarp, Earl

She smirked happily.

The cops came to bring Earl in
They searched the house
High and low
Then they tipped their hats
And said ’thank you ladies
If you hear from him let us know’

Well the weeks went by and
Spring turned to summer
And summer faded into fall
And it turns out he was a missing person
Who nobody missed at all

So the girls bought some land
And a roadside stand
Out on highway 109
They sell tennessee ham
And strawberry jame
And they don’t
Lose any sleep at night ’cause

Earl had to die!
Goodbye Earl
We need a break
Let’s go out to the lake, Earl
We’ll pack a lunch
And stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Well is that all right
Good let’s go for a ride
Earl hey

Hey hey, hey!

Good-bye!

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The lights come on again and this time Lorne and Rhonda Veronica take the stage.

Lorne takes a mike and hands it to his singing partner as well as taking one for his own.

The music starts...

Oh I'm a little bit Country!

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[best-bang-yet.livejournal.com]

Zaphod struts up, and winks at the audience. He is does not grasp the concept of Country Music, but pretends to know what's what.

"I don't know how many of you have been to the northwestern end of the galaxy. If you have, you know the local saying, "Geligamsuh erikal Kenny G". Roughly translated, it means 'One's nice, two's nicer, three's overkill unless you can handle it.' The Kenny G bit is completely happenstance."

"Well, I can handle it. With style. This little number always reminds of a weekend I spent in that particular area with Retlh, Betlh, and Qethl, a local set of conjoined triplets. This goes out to you ladies, hoping you survive the shared liver and intestines for a couple more years."


Thanks for the times
That you’ve given me
The memories are all in my mind
And now that we’ve come
To the end of our rainbow
There’s something
I must say out loud
You’re once, twice
Three times a lady
Yes you’re once twice
Three times a lady

And I love you
When we are together
The moments I cherish
With every beat of my heart
To touch you to hold you
To feel you to need you
There’s nothing to keep us apart
You’re once twice
Three times a lady
And I love you
I love you

"Thanks so much. Vote Beeblebrox."

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[romanywitch]

Jenny goes up on stage, takes a microphone, and starts to sing one of the few country-western tunes she knows. She's glad she doesn't have a problem with people staring at her. "Someone Else's Prayer, Mary Chapin Carpenter," she tells the, uh, zombie band.

Tonight the brightest moon in a hundred years
Floods the streets of Rome and I am standing here
Wondering where the ghosts of antiquity
Hide on nights like this once a century
Where do shadows fall when there's only light
Why'd you follow me halfway 'round the world tonight
What I'd give right now not to even care
And then this could be someone else's prayer

And on a sleepless night by St. Stephen's Green
Oh I turned and tossed with my Irish dreams
And when the morning shone through the burned off mist
I could sense you still just as close as this
Just as close as lips brush against a cheek
It's your voice I hear and it's your name I speak
But when I look around there's no one there
How I wish you were someone else's prayer

And now the twilight comes as a silent guest
And of all its gifts I like stillness best
Except for tin roof rains that commence with spring
It's a lullaby when that tin roof sings
Now you can look for me on the streets of Rome
Or in Dublin town but I've gone back home
I would always be just a stranger there
And now you're free to be someone else's prayer

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

At Belthazor's request, she rocks it up.

"Bad Boyfriend, Grabage"

I've got a fever
Come check it and see
There's something burning and rolling in me
We may not last but we'll have fun till it ends
C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend

I wanna hear you call out my name
I wanna see you burn up in flames
Keep you on ice so I can show all my friends
C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend

So ripe so sweet come suck it and see
But watch out Daddy I sting like a bee
I know some tricks I swear will give you the bends
C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend

My fever's rising you ran into luck
Say what sugar
You wanna get what?
I'm wanna give you one hundred and ten
C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend

It's wild the way you tease me
It's wild the way you free me
It's wild the way you reach me
Wrapped me up in your wire from the start

You've got the women waiting in line
I'm not asking you to make up your mind
But I can make you happy at least now and then
I've got something special for my bad boyfriend

If you can't love me honey go on just pretend
I've saved something special for the very end
If you can't love me honey go on just pretend
C'mon baby be my bad boyfriend

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally takes the stage. Because she is OMGSOGOTH, she knows this song. Honest.

I got my head, but my head is unraveling
Can’t keep control, can’t keep track of where it’s traveling
I got my heart but my heart is no good
And you’re the only one that’s understood
I come along but I don’t know where you’re taking me
I shouldn’t go but you’re reaching back and shaking me
Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky
The more I give to you, the more I die

And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you

You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug

You make me hard, when I’m all soft inside
I see the truth, when I’m all stupid eyed
The arrow goes straight through my heart
Without you everything just falls apart

My blood wants to say hello to you
My feelings want to get inside of you
My soul is so afraid to realize
Every little word is a lack of me

And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you

You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug

You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the drug, the perfect drug

Take me, with you
Take me, with you
Take me, with you

Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces
It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces
It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Re: The Stage [12/02]

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

After Cally's turn in the spotlight, Anders comes up and takes the stage. He's completely given up on the effort to keep from shoving his hands in his pockets by now.

"Um, yeah, so this is for Cally . . . and I know it's not even two months yet, but it feels like a long, long time, so . . ."

He gulps and takes a deep breath, and shakily starts into the song.

Something in the way she moves, or looks my way, or calls my name
that seems to leave this troubled world behind.
And if I'm feeling down and blue or troubled by some foolish game,
she always seems to make me change my mind..

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
she's around me now almost about all the time.
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now.
She's been with me now quite a long, long time and I feel fine.

Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning
and I find myself careening in places where I should not let me go.
She has the power to go where no one else can find me and to silently remind me
of the happiness and the good times that I know, and then I just got to go then.

It isn't what she's got to say but how she thinks and where she's been.
To me, the words are nice, the way they sound.
I like to hear them best that way, it doesn't much matter what they mean.
she says them mostly just to calm me down

And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
she's around me now almost about all the time.
And if I'm well you can tell she's been with me now.
She's been with me now quite a long, long time and I feel fine.

GOB's Magic Act

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Gob takes the stage

Re: GOB's Magic Act

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

The Final Countdown begins to play. GOB walks onto the stage. He pulls a deck of cards out of nowhere and flings it into the crowd. He then wanders over to the backstage where an NPC stagehand handed him Linking Rings.

GOB shows the rings to the audience. Oh, yes, they're linked together. No, they can't be pulled apart! No, they're welded together or something! No, they-- YES! Gob pulls them apart and drops them on the stage in back of him! For they are now separated and useless to him!

GOB starts strutting around the stage, pulling linked handkerchiefs out of his sleeves. He dances a little. It looks awful.

He looks out to the audience just as the Zombie Band began to sing "We're leaving together..." after the long intro. What he needs is a volunteer from the audience!

[OOC: First person to step up gets a moment in the spotlight.]