Wastin' Away Again~

[ohgoodgrief]

Who: Teachers! TA's! RA's! Other graduate students! Other students who are crashing (or god help them, working there??)
When: March 8, 2019, in the evening.
Where: A karaoke bar in Soleil.
Warnings: Alcohol

Sometimes, after tests are done and mysteries uncovered, the teachers need to relax.

Which is why there is karaoke! The faculty of Daybreak Academy have converged, through random inspiration and not a terrible lot of planning, on one unsuspecting bar in Soleil on a Friday evening. A few drinks (or more!) are to be had; however, there is also a stage, with a microphone and a big screen -- which shows a music video for whatever song is on -- and the lyrics. A friendly little green ball bounces over them.

It is time to sing your heart out.

It is time... for karaoke.

Comments

[subconmodo]

"Eh, I don't know about that. I still think Les Cyclopes sounds better on a harpsichord than a piano." Centuries later and that song still kicks ass. "But most other songs? No way in hell."

[arcadianvampire]

"Yeah, yeah, that's a good one for it. Can't deny it, I just can't stand the bloody instrument anymore. In the late 1600s it felt like that was all I ever heard!"

He waved his hand back and forth at the wrist a few times.

"At least the Church got their grubby mitts off music around that time, so even if I hate the harpsichord at least it represented a greater period of music advancement. But I'd still rather hear a piano, or even a pipe organ!"

[subconmodo]

Avery snorts at that. "A pipe organ! Going full stereotype, eh? Or is that just you being an old man?"

He can say that. He was born in the 1600s, after all.

[arcadianvampire]

"Now see here!" Valvatorez shot back at him. "The pipe organ is perfectly respectable, especially when backed by an ominous Latin choir! Have you even heard Concussus Tyrannus?! The effectiveness of that combination has much has transcended these past several centuries and remains true to this very day!"

So yes, he was going full stereotype. And being an old man.

"Honestly! You say it that liking the damn organ means I can't appreciate a good shred on a Stratocaster."

[subconmodo]

"I never said that. Put an organ and a guitar together and you've got a perfectly intimidating song." Avery clenches his hand into a fist. "The perfect mix of coolness and fear!"

"But just chanting and organ? Gotta get with the times, Val!"

[arcadianvampire]

"There's nothing wrong with appreciations for the classics! But you are right that modern instrumentation creates fascinating new combinations! Final Bosses these days have some spectacular musical flair!"

...Yes. Final Bosses. Val might've had a little too much to drink, or somehow knows about video games to appreciate them.

"Would it be that we could have our own badass theme!"

[subconmodo]

It's then that an idea comes to him. A truly brilliant idea only the drunkest of minds can comprehend. "Oh man... Oh man, Val. Val. Val. We should commission boss themes for ourselves. We could play it during finals."

[arcadianvampire]

Only the drunkest, most devious, most clearly evil minds at this institution.

"That's brilliant!! You're brilliant! We simply must!! What better way to build ambiance for the greatest challenges of our students' years?! It's practically a battle as it is, so it's perfect!"

[subconmodo]

He fumbles around for a piece of paper, but can't find one, his notepad still stuffed somewhere with the rest of his belongings. Reluctantly, he grabs a nearby napkin, pulling a pen from his pocket (because of course he has one on him), and writes the idea down. "Exactly. Pretty sure those kids have a music club somewhere. We can shake them down for ideas."