Haunted Music Box: a rocking RP

[oxX-Ghost-Xxo]

((back))  

[Ollie-Ollie-Ninja]

Tori Aryn

"You guys wouldn't happen to have an electric bass sitting around would you?" She asked a laughed a bit., "I mean, if its not too much trouble and you wouldnt mind a bassist....."  

[Irako of the Desert]

"Of course it's not too much trouble, Tori!" Christoph disappeared into the back of the bar. Shuffling noises of things being moved were heard. All of a sudden, there was a loud crash, then "Whoops... That looked expensive.." He stumbled out, brushing dust off of his vest and holding a bass guitar. "I always have spare instruments around. Although I don't remember how that vase got back there. The Queen of Scots will be so upset that I broke it. It was a special gift from her." He smiled kindly and handed the bass guitar to Tori. "Play to your heart's content, princess."

He moved behind the bar and began polishing a glass as the young people began to play. They blended so well together, even though Christoph knew it was their first time playing with each other. A trickle of customers began to come in. The trickle turned into a stream, which turned into a river, then a flood. Soon, the Haunted Music Box was completely full. The customers were widely varied. The Haunted Music Box was connected to many different times and places. Only those who loved music were ever able to find it. Christoph moved gracefully among the customers, speaking Arabic to a turbaned man with a suspiciously feminine form, pouring Chambord for a French partisan, and laughing at a joke from a sleekly dressed woman who jabbered in an unrecognizable language and had quite the futuristic look about her. A polite bow here, a grand kiss on the hand there, and all the while pouring drinks. Christoph loved being here.  

[Vamp C]

Adam looked over the music. He nodded, he could play this. He made some minor adjustments to his guitar. Then Adam stood, ready to play.


((What song is it by the way?))  

[Ollie-Ollie-Ninja]

Tori Aryn

Tori took the bass from Christoph. She smiled, "Thank you!!!" She said excitedly and walked over to the other players. She took a patch cord and pulled it around the strap and plugged it into the bass amp. She fiddled with the volume dial and then flicked the on switch.
She listened for the 1 and then began to play with them. She kept the beat even and creative. There were no one note beats for Tori.  

[oxX-Ghost-Xxo]

Allen looked over the notes he nodded as he played the key's of the piano "what song zellon?" he asked looking up and looking at him with a slight tilt of the head  

[Irako of the Desert]

"If I might make a request?" Christoph piped up, breaking off a conversation with an extremely hairy man who was dressed like a Viking. "I'd like to hear something original from all of you. Don't think about the music, just play it. Play what is in your heart. I'm sure that'll satisfy our customers here." He smiled mischievously.  

[oxX-Ghost-Xxo]

Allen nodded and started playing a randome melowdey he wrote he shut his eyes  

[Vamp C]

Adam started to join in on the melody, playing in time with the piano, but throwing some of his own style into it.

((Can the song sound like Her Ghost In The Fog, by Cradle Of Filth?))  

[oxX-Ghost-Xxo]

Allen smiled and kept playing
((yes of corse it can))  

[Vamp C]

Adam stepped up and started to sing, the low guttural growling voice rumbling through the bar. "The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But no, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
as We shall see..." Adam raised his voice to more of a slight hissing level. "She was divinity's creature
That kissed in cold mirrors
A Queen of Snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Dark liqoured eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She shone on watercolours
Of my pondlife as pearl
Until those who couldn't have Her
Cut Her free of this World

That fateful Eve when...
The trees stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the moon

Putting reason to flight
Or to death as their way
They crept through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Of Her hips that held sway
Over all they surveyed
Save a mist on the rise
(A deadly blessing to hide)
Her ghost in the fog

They raped left...
(Five men of God)
...Her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered Her there
Beneath the Cedar's stare
Silk dress torn, Her raven hair
Flown to gown Her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost
I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part
Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts"

Then this I screamed:
"Come back to Me
I was born in love with thee
So why should fate stand inbetween?"

And as I drowned Her gentle curves
With dreams unsaid and final words
I espied a gleam trodden to earth
The Church bell tower key...

The village mourned her by the by
For She'd been a witch
their Men had longed to try
And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs
My tortured soul on ice

A Queen of snow
Far beyond compare
Lips attuned to symmetry
Sought Her everywhere
Trappistine eyes
An Arabian nightmare...

She was Ersulie possessed
Of a milky white skin
My porcelain Yin
A graceful Angel of Sin

And so for Her...
The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased Her phantom and blew
Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

Putting reason to flight
Or to flame unashamed
I swept form cries
Mesmerized
By the taffeta Ley
Or Her hips that held sway
Over all those at bay
Save a mist on the rise
A final blessing to hide
Her ghost in the fog

And I embraced
Where lovers rot...
Her ghost in the fog

Her ghost in the fog"  

[oxX-Ghost-Xxo]

Allen smiled and kept playing  

[Ollie-Ollie-Ninja]

Tori Aryn


Tori looked at Adam. He had a beautiful and powerful voice, and she was surprised, seeing as he hadnt spoken much since he came into the bar.
I wish I had the confidence to sing like that.... She thought as she played.
She looked at the huge variety of people in the bar. She didn't know they had that many different people in the city.
What is this place.... She thought  

[Irako of the Desert]

Christoph smiled as they sang. Adam's lyrics were hauntingly beautiful. Many of the patrons were captivated by the powerful voice he had. He knew they would have worked well together. After centuries of working here, he thought he had some talent at spotting the good musicians. As they finished, everyone broke out in wild applause. Christoph gestured for them to come down and sit at the bar so the next group could play. A man in a half mask waited off to the side, glancing at the piano in anticipation.  

[Vamp C]

Adam moved and sat at the bar. He smiled slightly, having enjoyed their performance. Music was the only thing that kept Adam's mind at ease, that's why he came here so often, it was the only place that he could play.