The Boards, Thursday Evening

[furnaceface]

Jono had had big plans for tonight at the Boards, but the events of the last few weeks had thrown something of a wrench in the gears when it came to organizing the showcase he'd wanted to hold.

... Or even finding people to perform in it. Which meant that he was going to have to adjust his plans somewhat.

A lot.

There was a new sign up where the old one had been.

Due to Unforeseen Circumstances, The Fandom Showcase Has Been Cancelled.
Come in for an Open Mic Instead!
There's Beer.

When all else failed, bribe people to participate. And if anybody needed Jono, he'd be on the stage playing his guitar for the duration of the evening or until somebody else showed up who wanted to perform. Whichever came first.

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Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

Show up, find a seat, bum around, drink the beer. Jono's bought a few kinds. He suspects Hannibal will despair of most of it, but he's willing to face those consequences.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[rebelseekspizza]

"Did somebody say beer?" Dante asked.

It'd been... something of a week. He had no intentions of getting on stage and doing shit, but beer?

Fuck, he'd swagger on in for free booze.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

//Well, I didn't say it,// Jono pointed out, sitting on the edge of the stage and tuning his guitar, //but you've got it there in writing, anyway. Help yourself, mate. Lord knows I can't.//

Really, he probably could have thought the 'beer' part out a little more.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[rebelseekspizza]

"How the fuck do you get through the day," Dante said, shaking his head.

He wandered over to the drinks, plucking out a bottle. "Have we hit the '70s yet, old man?"

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[sprinklesgoboom]

Pinkie had somehow managed to miss the signs for the showcase, which briefly made her extremely sad. But then she saw the bit about the open mic and cheered instantaneously back up.

Twenty minute drum solo, anyone?

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker stared. "When did you turn into a human?" she wondered aloud, bouncing on her toes.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[sprinklesgoboom]

"Ooo! Um." Pinkie frowned. ". . . I suppose that depends on when you think life begins."

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[vdistinctive]

Eliot had been planning to swing by and check out the showcase since talking to Jono about it before it had even gotten off the ground. He was totally here to watch whoever managed to get up for the open mic, as well.

The beer was a nice bonus.

"Plan's to get folks drunk enough they won't mind gettin' up on stage and maybe makin' a fool of themselves, ain't it."

It was not, over all, a bad plan.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

//Got it in one,// Jono replied, turning an amused look toward Eliot. //Think it'll work?//

So far, he'd had a better turnout for the actual Open Mic than he had for even the tryouts of the showcase, so Jono was thinking that maybe defaulting to beer from here on out was definitely the way to go.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[vdistinctive]

"Ain't likely to hurt," Eliot said. "And hey, you don't have to worry about a zombie band stinkin' up the place."

Caritas was never going to look the same to Eliot again. He was firmly anti-zombie now.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker had been practicing following Eliot, as she did off and on. That he'd stayed inside the Boards for long enough for her to get chilled was excuse enough to join him.

"You didn't bring a guitar," she noted, appearing at his side.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal was indeed despairing of most of it, but it wasn't like he brewed enough himself for an open party.

He did bring a few bottles of decent but not extravagant wine, and several trays of gourmet finger sandwiches, though.

Not made with real fingers.

"Is the piano still in tune?" he asked.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

//Last I checked,// Jono replied, shrugging his shoulders as Hannibal came in. //Only one way to know, of course.//

And Jono really wasn't the one with the piano knowhow, here, so...

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[vdistinctive]

"Look at you, tryin' to class up a perfectly nice beer'n'pretzel event."

Not that there were any pretzels around.

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker seemed to just... appear, next to Jono, and she said quickly, "I need a guitar for Eliot. Now." She stared at him, seeming to will him to get it. Hmm. "Please?" That would work, right?

Re: Arrive/Mingle!

[furnaceface]

... Dammit, Parker. Not many people could sneak up on a telepath, but you certainly had a gift. Jono jumped a little bit, blinked, and then scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

//Ah... acoustic or electric?//

He had so many guitars, here. So many.

Take to the Stage!

[furnaceface]

If you would still like a chance to show your stuff, feel free to just step up and perform! Jonothon will happily step down for a while if you want to show your musical chops. Or your storytelling chops. Or demonstrate the stupid tricks you've taught your pet rock. Or whatever.

Re: Take to the Stage!

[sprinklesgoboom]

Pinkie managed to restrain herself from doing that twenty minute drum solo. Even her energy sometimes ran out eventually. She could get way more crazy if she kept her routine to under five minutes.

She found a bunch of big empty paint buckets backstage (she also found an actual drum kit but boring) and sent them skidding out to center stage. Then she cartwheeled in, beamed at the audience, and started drumming.

By the end of it she was totally glowing, floating, and rocking some strange hair and pony ears. Which meant she'd kiiiiiiilled it!

Re: Take to the Stage!

[vdistinctive]

Eliot stared. He'd heard rumors around town that the pony had a teenage, human-shaped doppelganger running around the school, but he hadn't really believed it. There couldn't possibly actually be more than one Pinkie Pie.

And yet.

Re: Take to the Stage!

[vdistinctive]

Eliot approached the mic, the guitar Parker had appropriated for him hanging awkwardly from his shoulder. How was it he could do just about anything else smoothly, but you put him on a stage with a guitar and he froze up like a shy teenager?

. . . Right, probably because that was the last time he'd lived the kind of life that sometimes involved stages and guitar playing.

"Um. Hi." He strummed the guitar once, stalling, then rolled his eyes and leaned back into the mic. "This is all Parker's fault."

Then he shut up and got to playing.

Re: Take to the Stage!

[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker looked around and nodded enthusiastically at everyone. Feel free to give her chocolate in thanks!

Then she was busy swaying in her seat, humming along with Eliot's voice. He was so good at this. And she liked that song, okay? Especially after visiting Kathy's world.

Re: Take to the Stage!

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Like Hardison was going to miss a chance to see Eliot perform even if I'd slept right through it. "Wooo!" he cheered, because it was fun to be That Boyfriend. "That's our guy! Ain't he great? Love you!"

And also...

"Hall and Oates!"

Talk to Jono

[furnaceface]

From this point on, he's probably going to just pay bands to come to the island to perform. He had a bloody stage, it was a shame to waste it.

Anyway, he'd be taking the occasional break from playing in order to sit around and wonder if maybe he bought too much beer he couldn't drink.

OOC

[furnaceface]

... It's February. I'm not sure when that happened.

Re: OOC

[furnaceface]

The sign always said circumstances and never said consequences, I swear.