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 Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 6:46 pm
They'd barely made it in the door before Rikki was once again stopped in his tracks. Pink spot-lights, and sleezy music - and not the kind that meant you'd grown up playing in scummy bars. This was not what he'd expected to be greeted with when he entered.
"Ahwooooo?" Rikki fake-howled, shoving his hands in his pockets and... assessing the situation. "I can't believe you wouldn't remember something like that?" Even the undead dancer was kind of cute, if you ignored the stitches along her...ah... chest.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 6:51 pm
"Yeah, I think I'da noticed that," he said, still watching with a mix of fascination and astonishment. Although it was fascinating and he was recovering really, really quickly.
Then the music stopped. He looked around as the undead ghoul picked up her pole and walked off the stage. The room went silent, everyone at the various poker tables turning to look at the kids that had just walked in.
"Whatcha waiting for?" a man in the shadows asked. "Take the stage."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:05 pm
This was certainly turning out to be quite the trip, and Rikki was loving every second of it. He grinned wide and motioned his friend to the stage. "I believe.." he grunted as he shadow melded onto the platform, "that was our cue."
The drums had been covered by a glittery tarp for the last performance, but Rikki was familiar with their shape even when masked. He grabbed and pulled the covering away with a flourish and took the stool with pleasure. These drums had seen a bit of abuse, but that's what they were supposed to look like. With a little rearrangement, they looked perfect.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:31 pm
Roch hopped onto the stage, summoning his guitar and pulling it over his shoulders.
"Where's the other reaper boil?" the guy in the shadows asked. "He wimp out?"
"Bandit had something else he had to do tonight," Roch lied, not liking how the guy made him seem like a coward. Even if he had chickened out. "So I'll be singing tonight. Hey, Rikki, you know Rock this Town?" he asked over his shoulder.
Something about that shadow guy made him a lil nervous. He sounded a LOT like that old reaper from before. No. EXACTLY like that old reaper from before.
Jack.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:40 pm
"Aw, I'm not good enough for you?" Nyyrikki could only hold his pout for a few seconds before it turned into a devious grin. So what if they wanted Mot? They got a drummer instead. They'd deal.
"Oh jack, that's old one, Roch." He tapped his drums lightly for a second, making sure he remembered how the beat went, and nodded. "Yeah, I know that one." It had been a while since he'd played it, but he remembered it fairly well.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:45 pm
Roch grinned and shrugged, starting up the guitar lick at the beginning of the song. He had always found this song hysterical, and it showed with how he played. By the time he was done even the scariest looking bastards in the room were laughing over their cards. The man in the shadows didn't say a word, but there was a red, burning spot there that showed he was smoking a cigar. "Got any songs you wanna do?" Roch asked the other punk, turning to him. "Think quick."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:55 pm
Rikki couldn't keep a straight face while playing. Not only was the song fun to play, but Roch was a goof. Immediately after finishing he wiggled out of his hoodie and shook out his hair. It was like a sauna in here, except with a bunch of seedy old men. Ew.
He raised his brows at Roch and shrugged. "You know The Sex Is Good? I can actually sing that one," he muttered a bit. He didn't sing much, but certain songs seemed to match his voice fairly well.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:59 pm
"Yeah, dude, if it means I ain't gotta sing, let's do it," he said, moving the mic so it was by the drummer boil. Then he started playing, remembering the incubus b*****d that had taught him all the raunchy songs he knew--it'd taken months. But he'd made a lot of seeds during the time.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:10 pm
Nyyrikki tapped his cymbal as he started singing. "You know all my deepest secrets. I think you know, you know to keep them, but I wonder if you know I hate sleeping alone..." He actually sang fairly will, the rasp of the song taking over his voice as he really got into it. Saving Cain was probably one of his favorite bands.
It took a few moments for him to come back to reality after the song ended, but when he did, he glanced at Roch with a bit of embarrassment evident. This officially made Roch only the second person to know that he could kind of sing. Well, Roch and all the people watching them right now. Yeah....
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:12 pm
No one was trying to kill anyone. It was probably because the old man was sitting in the shadows--
"Hey!" someone in the front shouted. "Where the hell is the naked ghoul? I don't wanna sit here listenin' to idiot scarelings play when I could be seein' some tits and a**!"
"Yeah!" some other drunken b*****d bellowed. "Bring back the stripper!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:17 pm
Well, that cut the tension. Nyyrikki smiled wickedly at the men shouting, and without a second thought lifted his shirt to show his bare chest. "You want a stripper, baby?" He teased, running his hand down his skin. He probably should have put a little more thought into his actions, but that was for smart boils and ghouls, of which Rikki was not.
Obviously so as he heard glass shatter. Sounded like a bottle. "Uhhh..." he glanced at Roch, not sure what to do.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:25 pm
"We want TITS. You ain't got tits!" the guy who'd just broken his bottle said. Unlike what Roch had said, this guy clearly knew how to do it right.
"Let's sew some on them!" another called, hooting with laughter. "They're pretty enough to be ghouls!"
"Maybe when you're drunk as you are," the first guy snarled. "Let's kill'em--"
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:37 pm
Oh shi-...
"Aw, you think I'm pretty?" Rikki fluffed his hair and batted eyes like a skanky teenage ghoul out of sheer reflex. It wasn't like he was trying to cause trouble. Kind of. It was difficult to explain, but he couldn't really back down from the verbal challenge.
He bounced his legs alternately, ready to jump up and get the jack out of the way if he needed to.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:42 pm
"Stop." The voice was quiet, and ignored by the drunken bastards that were heading towards the stage. "I. Said. STOP."
The man in the corner stood, and a flash of silver appeared, then pulled out much like a deck of cards. Blades, looking a lot like a keyboard, floated in the air. And a single note was played.
The room went still. Roch couldn't move. He tried, but he couldn't. The guy with the broken bottle visibly tried to move, only to fall over.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:48 pm
Nyyrikki's legs froze. He could feel the muscles pushing against the FEAR that kept them unnaturally still, but they couldn't budge. When he tried to turn his head to look to the reaper in the corner, his neck strained but didn't move. This wasn't okay. What if he couldn't get out of the way when they came to kill him?
He tried to pull at the FEAR in the room to shadow meld, but even that seemed to be frozen. What the jack... Was he just imagining this? He concentrated hard, and slowly, slower than it's ever gone before, his body melted into the shadows of the stage. He breathed a sigh of relief as the rest of the hall regained movement, and kept to the shadows even after his body reformed.
"What the jack just happened, Roch?"
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