Caritas - Saturday Evening [Open]

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Weevil opens Caritas and prays the only problem he has to deal with is taping fallen limbs back onto the zombies. He really hopes no weetiny people show up tonight.

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The Stage

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Sing.

Re: The Stage

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"This goes out to Zero Hopeless-Savage. Consider this as audio proof of my feelings because there's no way I'd do this for anyone else," Peter said.

I'm gonna be here for you baby
I'll be a man of my word
Speak the language in a voice that you have never heard "What does that even mean?"
I wanna sleep with you forever
And I wanna die in your arms
In a cabin by a meadow where the wild bees swarm "Sweet, isn't it?"

And I'm gonna love you
Like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us

I wanna honor your mother
I wanna learn from your pa
I wanna steal your attention like a bad outlaw "Does being a vigilante count?"
I wanna stand out in a crowd for you
A man among men
I wanna make your world better than it's ever been

And I'm gonna love you
Like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us

We'll follow the rainbow
Wherever the four winds blow "Rainbows aren't dictated by wind!"
... there'll be a new day
Comin' your way

I'm gonna be here for you from now on
This you know because I just told you
You've been stretched to the limits but it's alright now
And I'm gonna make you a promise
If there's life after this
I'm gonna be there to meet you with a warm, wet kiss Peter made kissy sounds. Dork.

And I'm gonna love you
Like nobody loves you
And I'll earn your trust making memories of us
I'm gonna love you
Like nobody loves you
And I'll win your trust making memories of us

Re: The Stage

[swerval_zero]

Zero bounced onstage and, as per Peter's request, sang something not mockable. The Ramones were fully not mockable.

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go....
Just put me in a wheelchair and put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o I wanna be sedated
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go...
Just put me in a wheelchair...
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated

The Bar

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Drink.

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had done a whole lot of nothing, today. It felt good. So now she was coming to Caritas, for even more nothing.

Nothing with booze. Mmmm.

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty waved over at Nadia. "So... where your *boyfriend* hiding?"

Re: The Bar

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blushed. "He's not my boyfriend." Yet. "We're just really good friends." With kissing.

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Uh. Huh." Marty said not believing a bit of it. "I've heard way too many things about you and Walter. He's totally your boyfriend."

Re: The Bar

[demonbelthazor]

Bored, Bel wandered to Caritas and ordered a beer.

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*glare*

Re: The Bar

[demonbelthazor]

Bel wondered why Marty was glaring at him, unless it was just force of habit. Or maybe it was because he saw his girlfriend in her underwear? He grinned and raised his beer.

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty disarmed by the smile, shrugged, smiled and raised his drink in salute back.

Re: The Bar

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

"That's on me," Weevil said to Bel, indicating the beer. "Least I can do for getting you arrested."

Re: The Bar

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was still kinda pissed off about that, but he decided to play it cool. "You reported what you saw," he said with a shrug. "You didn't know it was me."

Re: The Bar

[chasingangela]

Angela blushed and gave a tiny wave. "Feeling better?"

Re: The Bar

[demonbelthazor]

Bel turned a little red. "Yeah, much," he said. "How are you doing?"

The Lounge

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Relax.

Re: The Lounge

[chasingangela]

Angela curled up on the couch and looked around suspiciously. "Is it possible this is actually a normal weekend? It's weirdly quiet."

Re: The Lounge

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Good job. You just jinxed us all," Marty said flopping down next to her. "It was bad enough with the underwear thing yesterday, now we're going to be invaded by meerkats or something."

Re: The Lounge

[chasingangela]

Angela laughed. "Possibly meerkats wearing underwear. Alien meerkats."

Re: The Lounge

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter and Zero walked into Caritas and headed straight for the lounge. "I'm not even sure how zombies play instruments. I wouldn't think they'd have the dexterity for it. I mean, they're zombies."

Re: The Lounge

[swerval_zero]

"There's a lot of duct tape involved, near as I can tell. But still, you'd think they'd be fumbly, wouldn't you?"

Re: The Lounge

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I just don't get how that one can play guitar. I'm impressed," Peter said. "And they know so many songs. Once again, Fandom trumps all."

OOC

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Ping.

Re: OOC

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

PING!