We're gonna rock out with our--

[shnpc]

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Light
RATING: PG13
WHEN: July 12th - 15th
WHERE: The Music Festival in Aberdeenshire
WHAT: Muuusic!
STATUS: Ongoing!
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Ah, the sound of music. It's not always a pretty sound- definitely not. While there are plenty of good bands at the festival, there are also plenty of pretty awful ones trying to make it big. But that's okay, because it's still a good time! Look at all of those stages, look at all that festival food. Four days of music, fun and awesomeness! So walk around, enjoy the music, maybe enter the singing competition they have each day.

But wait! Even if you aren't musically inclined, guess what? Shortly after arriving, you begin to feel the sudden urge to sing, too, even if you might sound like a dying whale. Eventually the urge is going to get so great that you just have to break out into song. Or you might just sing randomly throughout the day, if you give into the feelings. It really depends on your willpower! Either way, you will sing. It looks like all the spells used to make this happen have had unintended side-effects.

That won't stop you from having fun though, right?

Comments

[toocoolforthis]

[Nope, he can't stop now. He does make a valiant effort at covering it up with a hand, but it just turns into an inelegant snort by the time she gets to the chorus.]

[stubbornskeptic]

Lollipop! [POP.

...And now she seems to be done singing so she's going to pummel Dirk mercilessly with weak, limp-wristed smacks on the arm.]

SHUT UP SHUT UP YOU SUCK SHUT UP!

[wwistful]

I can never be too sure with Striders. [There's as much bitterness as there is condescension in his tone. As if he's laying the blame for the situation on Dirk in the most subtle nuances.]

You've no obligation to linger, you know. [He shoos at him with his hands.] Go play. Or whatever it is you're meant to do at festivals, at the very least. [Murdoc looks like he knows that.]

[wwistful]

[If Bro were paying any attention he'd know that Murdoc is already suffering from severe embarrassment. The pout only flusters him further, but the offer for incentive is intriguing...

Until it makes him madder. He frowns, giving Bro a soft, indignant shove with one hand.]

No, no, no. You've got it all wrong!

[wwistful]

[Murdoc notes that he wants to laugh and he appreciates that he won't, but the fact that he even feels like it is enough to make Murdoc feel indignant.]

It's generally magic, isn't it? [He folds his arms over his chest, not even bothered with how surly he's being toward Mituna.] Don't you feel even the slightest bit compelled to sing?

sorry for the delay, shit be cray rn

[streetsmarts]

I can't say I'm exactly an expert on them. Guess I'm more of a carnival guy- speaking of, you think they have like wizard candy floss or whatever here? I could go for some of that.

[He nods along, kind of rambling due to the incredible nerves that the girl seems to give him.] Uh. Stupefy'd ain't half bad. What're you into? Rock? Hard Rock? Metal?

[brothor]

Oh I just can't WAIT to be KING!

[Thor grins in return, but once he's roared out the final line he's going to bounce a little on the spot with all of his blond enthusiasm.]

Great show! Such talent between us, wouldn't you say?

[brothor]

[Thor is aware of Meulin's condition. He feels great sympathy for her, for he cannot imagine being deprived of any sense. Though he has heard the lack of one increases the other- which intrigues him- such thoughts are irrelevant. He is truly surprised to see her here, so he can't contain his enthusiasm as he bounces back from the bump.

His face splits into a wide grin, and his excitement only forces him to bellow out the next line of the song complete with hand gestures. He hadn't intended to do that- and he feels bad for it, but he feels as if addressing it is in poor taste.

Instead, he's going to sign one of the only word he knows 'HELLO'. Thor is at least capable of yelling through sign language.

[brothor]

[Thor is trying so very hard not to chuckle at his professor, but it's very nearly impossible. He shudders out a muffled chuckle before smothering it under a smile.]

Most excellent! [He claps his hands together triumphantly.] Stark has introduced me to a particular few, sir. They are quite to my liking, as I am very fond of lions.

[toocoolforthis]

[He doesn't even raise an arm to defend himself, but he does finally start to get the laughing under control now that she's done.]

Might not want to talk about sucking when you were just singing about lollipops.

[toocoolforthis]

[Dirk's rolling his eyes behind his glasses.]

You don't have to take your embarrassment out on me.

no worries, i've been settling into my new grad school stuff myself

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane is into music of course, but her tastes aren't too specific. And she isn't going to get into how he didn't give her many choices to begin with.]

I like just about anything. Dirk and Dave have introduced me to some bands, but I suppose I've never gotten as attached as they tend to.

[She glances at him, frowning a little at how...rattled he seems. Is she doing something wrong?]

We could get some candy floss first, though. My dad gave me a little extra pocket money for that sort of thing anyway.

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane turns an even brighter red and lets out a groan-growl of indignation.]

I don't even want to do that anymore, you jerk! NOT THAT I THOUGHT ABOUT-- oh, look what you made me say!

[Jane ceases her assault on his arm to bury her face in her hands.]

Oh my God, crushes are so much worse after the fact. I'm so embarrassed!

[Still, the mortification is seemingly much shorter lived as she drops her hands and sighs at him.] I was here on a date, you know. I've gotten over all that! You need not worry about errant sucking or whatnot from me. [She smirks a little, though the blush is still bright on her cheeks.] Actually, I probably should've talked to you about this a while ago, but um. I think I figured out where all that...came from.

[toocoolforthis]

[Time for a belated realization of how awkward he just made this.]

That wasn't where I was taking it, Jane.

[But she's still talking, so he goes quiet for a few moments to actually listen.]

Tell me if you want to. I didn't exactly mean to drag that up.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[You'd think he would've noticed, buuut he's too interested in trying to continue their little duet. That is, until Murdoc has to go and ruin the fun. He lets out a sigh.]

Oh come on, you can't just get my hopes up and then shoot me down.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[He sees you trying not to laugh. You're not as subtle as you think you are, Thor. But he doesn't mind, because he can fully admit that little thing was kind of funny.]

Tell Stark he's a good man- and tell him to introduce you to Dumbo. I feel like you would really like that movie.

LOL i actually misread that, then, but hey that's exactly what jane does so

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane's cheeks heat, aware that Dirk's probably totally thrown by this but, well. She's been thinking about this for a while. And she can't leave him in the dark on this and still consider him one of her best friends. It wouldn't be right.]

When we were under the love potion, you were so sweet. You said things I never thought anyone would say about me because...well, I convinced myself I didn't deserve them. [She breathes out a sad sigh, eyes dropping down and away.] And to clinch it, you were-- you were essentially making an exception for me. I couldn't fathom it-- being exceptional. And I didn't want it to go away, even when the potion-induced feelings ebbed and I was left with the same pointless crush I always had.

[She doesn't say it was on Jake. It probably doesn't need saying.] Adding another on top of it felt even more useless, and I rather melancholy about the whole thing. That night at the party, I'd-- I'd been drinking, obviously, because it made things feel a little bit better. And I got to thinking that maybe we could both use a...distraction.

[From Jake. Again, the elephant is there but not discussed in the slightest.] It wasn't fair to you, of course. I-- I almost wish I was a boy so we could at least try and keep each other company like that, but that's...that's not who I am. And what I am isn't what you want.

So I'm sorry. I feel like I used you, and maybe even disrespected you.

[She glances up, meeting his eyes as best she can.] I-- I just needed to let you know.

[toocoolforthis]

[Dirk listens, passively, an open receptacle for Jane to unload all of her feelings onto, for the moment. When she wraps it up, he's ready to meet her eyes, though he stays silent for a few moments more.]

Using me would've been toying with my feelings and breaking my heart, Janey. And I don't think you're that kind of girl. I'm not going to blame you for having feelings, that'd be shitty. 'Sides, I wouldn't want to distract you from your date.

[Finally, he holds out a hand- not for a shake, but for a fist bump, because he's a Strider.]

Friends?

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane is surprised, for a moment, that Dirk doesn't have something...well, snarkier to say. Maybe about how she's hardly competition for English or something silly like that, something that Dirk would think would make her laugh, and it would, but it'd leave them both feeling a little hurt inside.

What he says instead is kind. Understanding. Maybe Dirk's been growing up a little bit, too.

She lets out a shaky laugh and bumps his fist, nodding.]

Yes, always. Always friends.

[She holds out the cotton candy again, taking a piece for herself and relaxing as it melts on her tongue.]

And that date, um. I'm not sure what to make of it, actually. Do you know Nick, at all?

[brothor]

I shall tell him nothing of the sort! He is not at all deserving of such fond praise.

[Look at him getting all huffy.] He said the same. I feel as if I should be suspicious of these recommendations.

o7

[streetsmarts]

[That music certainly seems to be specific, but Nick won't judge. He thought the crazy candy fairy thing she had going was pretty impressive, for lack of a better word.]

That's easy, then. We can just head on over to whatever stage sounds the best. [He gives her a lazy shrug, seeming to calm a little. Though he is quick to wave her off at the mention of money.]

Fuggedaboutit, doll. I'm the gentleman, right? I'll handle it. [He can't help grinning a little, scoping out a stall and making a bee line for it.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane...gapes for a moment. And then she starts giggling, following him at a steady trot.]

Hoo hoo hoo, are you some sort of muggle gangster? I mean, I know I don't use the most hip lingo but, hoo hoo hoo. Fuggedaboutit! [She snickers into her hand.]

[wwistful]

I most certainly was not! [Wow, look how affronted he looks.] I was merely offerin' a polite out for this abomination of an out of school run in.

[He sighs heavily, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.] Unless, of course, you'd prefer for the conversation to go on?

[wwistful]

I can and I will, actually. [His cheeks are starting to flush now that he's getting all flustered.] It was embarrassin' enough, there's no need to push it. [Yep. He's muttering now.]

[streetsmarts]

[Wow, okay. Way to make his cheeks flush up. Girls aren't meant to giggle at you for talking dumb- what a loser!!]

What? No! Why're you making fun of my dialect? [He folds his arms over his chest.] You keep talking like that you might not get that floss o' yours.