The Boards, American Idol, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Today, Jonothon's setup at the Boards was a little different than usual. There was no Pearl Jam on the overhead speakers, though there was the usual amount of paperwork, just organized a little differently. After all, aside from a few notes that needed to be made by the judges, all that really needed to be filled out were the application forms for the would-be Idols.

Who, Jono Cowell suspected, were going to all be truly horrendous.

That said, he was sitting back with a vaguely bored expression on his face alongside the other judges, waiting for the first victims to step onto the stage so that they could get this 'making an idiot of themselves' thing over with already. If nobody left in tears today, then he really wasn't doing his job.

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Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

Try to get your hands to stop sweating, talk to other contestants, fill out the paperwork, wait in that horrendously huge lineup, show off your hideous designer outfits, rehearse, and so on.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"This is so important to me," Scully said earnestly. Very, very earnestly. She was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. "It's always been my dream to sing and bring joy into people's lives. The joy... OF SCIENCE."

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie was utterly confident! Except in a totally nervous way because oh her God, these were American Idol auditions, these were her life's dream.

She was kind of babbling at cameras and anyone who would listen to her.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[new-it-girl.livejournal.com]

Hanna was so excited to audition for American Idol. She was even rambling on and on to the camera about how this was going to be her big break. She could feel it!

Compete!

[furnaceface]

Ping in here with your performance, and then the judges will let you know just what they thought of it.

With a no-holds-barred ruthlessness, of course.

Re: Compete!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"HiI'mDanaScullyandI'mheretosingforyou," Scully said in a horrific rush. Then took a huge breath.

"There's antimony, arsenic, aluminum, selenium,
And hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen and rhenium,
And nickel, neodymium, neptunium, germanium,
And iron, americium, ruthenium, uranium,
Europium, zirconium, lutetium, vanadium,
And lanthanum and osmium and astatine and radium,
And gold and protactinium and indium and gallium, (gasp)
And iodine and thorium and thulium and thallium.

There's yttrium, ytterbium, actinium, rubidium,
And boron, gadolinium, niobium, iridium,
And strontium and silicon and silver and samarium,
And bismuth, bromine, lithium, beryllium, and barium..."

Well. At least she had speed of song? (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t4lelUaN1m0&feature=related) If not any kind of ability to hit notes with any kind of consistency.

Re: Compete!

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is this? What-- What is that song?" Troy asked, staring. "'Cause, I mean, to start with, you're really pitchy, but what is up with that song?"

Re: Compete!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"It's the Elements Song," Dana said with great intensity. "It means so much to me. I want to enlighten everyone with the power of Science. I have a mission."

Re: Compete!

[furnaceface]

"Bloody hell. It's like somebody dosed a dying cat with stimulants and then used the recordings to cut another Jingle Cats album."

A beat.

"Except the Jingle Cats were actually on pitch, weren't they?"

Thank you, Jono.

Re: Compete!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"HEY." Scully glared at Jono. "I resent that on behalf of dying cats! Also! I'm fairly certain I was on pitch at least 20% of the time!"

Re: Compete!

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Honey," Miley said, as gently as she could, "what -- what was that?"

A beat.

"Is there a unicorn in here?"

Re: Compete!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Unicorns are mythical," Scully informed her with great seriousness. "That was my song. The song of my heart."

Re: Compete!

[new-it-girl.livejournal.com]

Hanna was in awe. She was in the presence of the American Idol judges. How was this her life? "Hi. I'm Hanna Marin, and omigosh, I can't believe I get to audition for you all!"

She was very close to squeeing. "I'm gonna sing a song from my idol, Katy Perry."


Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,
drifting through the wind
wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
like a house of cards,
one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
'Cause there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y

Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em falling down-own-own

Her voice, while untrained, wasn't bad. But there may have been one or two off key notes. The performance was a bit over the top, though Hanna would consider it confident.

Re: Compete!

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

"Darling, that was beautiful!" Miley exclaimed, wiping away what was possibly a tear.

She was really, really drunk caffeinated, okay?

Re: Compete!

[furnaceface]

Jono... just looked pained.

Like, pained. Like he had sat on something sharp, and now he was actually in physical agony. Pained.

"That was certainly... enthusiastic," he noted, giving Miley the side-eye and then shaking his head. What didn't she like, anyhow? "I can see there might be some potential in there, but I just can't see you being ready to compete. High school talent shows, perhaps. Possibly even local radio commercial jingles. The low budget kind. The ones that get stuck in your head all day and you end up avoiding the radio because of, after a while."

Jono was a bit of a dick.

Cry or Celebrate!

[furnaceface]

Either you're going to get pointed to the door, or else you're going to be handed that golden ticket and told that you're going on to the next round. Either way, you can't stay on that stage forever.

Re: Cry or Celebrate!

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"I just didn't expect them to be so harsh," Scully sniffled, wiping at her face. "I came on here to pursue my dream, and they didn't even consider the good I could do! Or tell me to get another vocal coach, like other people have! I'm just... very disappointed." Gulp. Sniffle.

Your Hosts and Judges!

[furnaceface]

In case you need them for anything else.

They reserve the right to call security on you if you start sobbing at them or uttering threads, though.

When they tag in, of course.

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Troy Jackson leaned back in his chair. "So, think anyone's in it to win it this year?" he asked his co-judges. "'Cause that's what we need, right, dawgs?"

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[furnaceface]

"Mm, I imagine there'll be someone who isn't truly awful. Though on an island this size, I'd be surprised if we heard more than the local folk music."

A beat. "I'm half expecting accordions."

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[its-theclimb.livejournal.com]

Miley Abdul sipped her booze coffee. "We'd better get some thoroughbreds today," she said, with emphasis. "Thoroughbreds."

Whatever that meant.

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[furnaceface]

"As opposed to the braying jackasses that we usually see?"

It needed to be said.

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

"Aren't horses kinda pitchy?" Troy asked. "I mean, with the whinnying and all that."

Not that kind of thoroughbred, Troy.

Re: Your Hosts and Judges!

[furnaceface]

Yes, Jono was still there. Obviously. It wasn't as though he had anything better to do with his time than listen to nails on chalkboard and tell people how terribly they were making idiots of themselves.

Actually, he rather enjoyed that last part.

OOC!

[furnaceface]

This is absolutely a free-for-all, yes. Our judges are already more or less figured out, but you can feel free to drop in as a cameraman, or someone trying out, or whatever tickles your fancy otherwise.