Caritas: Open [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne seems to be in a slightly less chipper mood than he has been lately. He makes sure that the bar is fully stocked and that the zombie band has all their appendages, but his mood is somewhat somber.

Which may be why his choice of an opening number seems... different.

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Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne is tending bar but if he's not available, NPC Tino will be happy to serve you.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[drlambert.livejournal.com]

Deciding that perhaps the local bar may be the best place to get a grip on what's going on in Fandom, Natalie arrives shortly after dusk. She makes her way to the bar and seats herself on a stool. As she waits, she watches others in the room.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne pops up from behind the bar and gives the newcomer a large grin. "Evening Kitten! Welcome to Caritas. I'm Lorne and I'm the head honcho, chief bartender and lead balladeer of this joint. What can I get you to drink?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel arrived early at Caritas to steady himself with a lot of a few drinks and to talk to Lorne about possible song choices.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Hey there handsome," Lorne said in greeting as he poured Bel a drink. "How's life treating you big guy?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Sam walked in not too long after Bel. "Glad to see you made it. Any luck with the flowers or poetry yet?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

A drink for celebration is just what Orlin needs. He has had a good day.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Evening good sir! What can a not-so-humble barkeep get you to drink?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe comes in and sets her bag in a shadowy corner table before coming to the bar. She doesn't see Marty yet, so she waves at whomever is tending bar so she can order a drink.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Hey there sugar!" Lorne greeted Phoebe, "What can I get you to drink?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Jack entered Caritas and headed to Phoebe's side, bearing a bouquet of roses (http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/7117/longstemrosebqt69999rs.jpg) and a rolled parchment (http://pics.livejournal.com/demonbelthazor/pic/00023pph). "I have been instructed to deliver these to you, Miss Halliwell," Jack said. "From a stalker an admirer."

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Lorne. The usual, please?" Parker smiles at him brightly. "Did Jarod pass along the key to the events room? We really owe you for loaning us that."

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne fixes up Parker's favorite drink and places it upon the bar. "Here you go Versace. Yes, Jarod was able to get me the key. How are you feeling? You didn't get hurt did you?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[fandomtroopers]

Three clone troopers enter the bar. Which sounds like a bad joke. Which maybe it is. They look excited, as much as someone in armour can look excited.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Evening Officers! What can a guy in green get you to drink?"

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came in, getting tired of staring at the cieling and playing cards with her cat.

Re: Bar: [2/7]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica is behind the bar, ready to serve.

Lounge: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Sit back and relax in the lounge...

Stage: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

For singing of course...

Re: Stage: [2/7]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne takes the stage and the lights dim and change just for him. He gives the Zombie band a smile and motions for them to start playing.

"This is for my Versace..." he says as the music begins to swell.


I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places...


*Scattered Applause*

"Thank you! You're too kind"


That this heart of mine embraces
All day through.

In that small cafe;
The park across the way;
The children's carousel;
The chestnut trees;
The wishin' well.

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day;
In every thing that's light and gay.
I'll always think of you that way.

I'll find you
In the morning sun
And when the night is new.
I'll be looking at the moon,
But I'll be seeing you.

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day;
In every thing that's light and gay.
I'll always think of you that way.

I'll find you
In the morning sun
And when the night is new.
I'll be looking at the moon,
But I'll be seeing you.


The zombie band finishes, and just as Lorne is about to take his bow what appears to be a rip in the fabric of reality breaks apart behind him and two large green skinned men dressed in armor step through.

Lorne rolls his eyes at them. "Geez, guys. I haven't done my encore yet."

"Krevlornswath of the Deathwok clan," said one of the green men, "The Groosalug has requested your assistance in a matter most dire regarding..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Lorne says, "I get it. A command performance."

Lorne turns to the crowd and gives them a small smile and a wave.

"G'Night folks. You've been great. Don't forget to tip Tino. I love you all!" Lorne says with a sad look on his face. "I hope to see you again very soon."

Re: Stage: [2/7]

[fandomtroopers]

The three troopers climb on stage and all move up to one of the microphones. As everything goes quiet, the two outer troopers start singing each in turn:

"B.F.P.O.*"
Army dreamers.
"Mammy's hero."
"B.F.P.O."
"Mammy's hero."

As the band hits the music, the middle trooper steps forward and joing in with a high pitched voice:

"Our little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mammy's hero.

Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder.
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier."

As things get emotional, the middle troopers wraps his arms around his buddies shoulders.

LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a rock star."
MT: But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a politician."
MT: But he never had a proper education.
LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a father."
MT: But he never even made it to his twenties.
Together: What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.

MT: Tears o'er a tin box.
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He couldn't win the war with ego.

Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now he's sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.

They're swaying together now, caught up in the moment.

LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a rock star."
MT: But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a politician."
MT: But he never had a proper education.
LT: "What could he do?
RT: Should have been a father."
MT: But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste --
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of
Army dreamers.
Ooh, what a waste of all that
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers,
Army dreamers, oh...

LT: ("B.F.P.O.")
RT: Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
MT: Army dreamers.
RT: Did-n-did-n-did-n-dum...
LT: ("Mammy's hero.")
RT: ("B.F.P.O.")
MT: Army Dreamers.
LT: ("Mammy's hero.")
RT: ("B.F.P.O.")
MT: No harm heroes.
LT: ("Mammy's hero.")
RT: ("B.F.P.O.")
MT: Army dreamers.
LT: ("Mammy's hero.")
RT: ("B.F.P.O.")
MT: No harm heroes.

As the finish, they hug and pat each other on the back before jumping off the stage and moving back to the bar.

Re: Stage: [2/7]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel headed up to the stage. He couldn't believe he was willingly doing this. But if Marty was right and it would help him get Phoebe back, then a little embarrassment was worth it. He'd sing the song Lorne had picked out, but he wanted to start with this one first.

He sought out Phoebe in the crowd and began to sing.

What I got to do to make you love me
What I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there

What I got to do to make you want me
What I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
Sorry seems to be the hardest word

It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What do I do to make you want me
What I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
Sorry seems to be the hardest word

It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What I got to do to make you love me
What I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

"Good to see you again Phoebe," Orlin said leaning on the counter, "Feeling better, or would you prefer to continue on my merry way." He smiled to let her know that either or was ok.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe smiled. "Hey, Orlin. How are you doing tonight?"

OOC

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