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interstellar55552015-12-06 09:28 pm
giglio_madonna) wrote in interstellar55552015-12-06 09:28 pm
003 ✽ I'll be with you again
Who: Various Virgos and Priders
What: What's that? Mall trip? MALL TRIP. A mingle log for party clothes and holiday gifts of all sorts.
When: Before the inter-label party
Where: The Wave Boulevard Mega Mall
Warnings:
Luce hits her fellow Virgo musicians like a hurricane. A loving, maternal hurricane.
For the lucky ones whose numbers she has, it's simply a ring up that morning inquiring if they'd like to go to the WBMM that day for some holiday shopping, or to pick out any clothes for the inter-label party if nothing in their closet is satisfying them. "Or if you just want some fresh air while we still have it," she jokes, even if the more empathetic can taste a hint of sharpness in that line. My, whatever could she be referring to?
For the unlucky ones... She makes a personal visit, practically sweeping some people off their feet. It's a rush of friendly chatter that's almost overwhelming, and some people might find themselves agreeing without realizing what they've done until Luce simply beams as she says she'll pick them up in an hour. "Oh, and you might want to wear a hoodie or something like that. Don't want the paparazzi bothering you too much!"
Congratulations, all of you: You've just agreed to the great mall trip whether you meant to or not.
The Wave Boulevard Mega Mall, or the Double M as it's known to locals, is the largest mall both in Vista City and this side of Americana. Considering things, that's an impressive feat. It's an enormous multi-level building filled to the brim with practically anything your little capitalist heart could desire. Various department stores, a movie theater dominating an entire two floors, an arcade somewhere, proper restaurants and food courts both.... It's called a "mega mall" for a damn good reason.
Once everyone gets there, they're let loose to their own devices.
As for Pride Records? Well. Maybe some of you are just at the mall for your own reasons. Maybe you got a call from Luce or another Virgo friend talking about the place. You don't need much of a reason to be there. Double M is that kind of place.
What: What's that? Mall trip? MALL TRIP. A mingle log for party clothes and holiday gifts of all sorts.
When: Before the inter-label party
Where: The Wave Boulevard Mega Mall
Warnings:
Luce hits her fellow Virgo musicians like a hurricane. A loving, maternal hurricane.
For the lucky ones whose numbers she has, it's simply a ring up that morning inquiring if they'd like to go to the WBMM that day for some holiday shopping, or to pick out any clothes for the inter-label party if nothing in their closet is satisfying them. "Or if you just want some fresh air while we still have it," she jokes, even if the more empathetic can taste a hint of sharpness in that line. My, whatever could she be referring to?
For the unlucky ones... She makes a personal visit, practically sweeping some people off their feet. It's a rush of friendly chatter that's almost overwhelming, and some people might find themselves agreeing without realizing what they've done until Luce simply beams as she says she'll pick them up in an hour. "Oh, and you might want to wear a hoodie or something like that. Don't want the paparazzi bothering you too much!"
Congratulations, all of you: You've just agreed to the great mall trip whether you meant to or not.
The Wave Boulevard Mega Mall, or the Double M as it's known to locals, is the largest mall both in Vista City and this side of Americana. Considering things, that's an impressive feat. It's an enormous multi-level building filled to the brim with practically anything your little capitalist heart could desire. Various department stores, a movie theater dominating an entire two floors, an arcade somewhere, proper restaurants and food courts both.... It's called a "mega mall" for a damn good reason.
Once everyone gets there, they're let loose to their own devices.
As for Pride Records? Well. Maybe some of you are just at the mall for your own reasons. Maybe you got a call from Luce or another Virgo friend talking about the place. You don't need much of a reason to be there. Double M is that kind of place.
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[ He'll start taking out the instruments and equipment. An electric cello, a nifty bass, some microphones and the fucking most powerful amps the store had. ]
Thought 'bout getting a guitar, but there's nothing it can do that a cello can't.
[ he explains conversationally while plugging everything up. His grin turns outright predatory at the offer. ]
Hell yeah. [ He glances at the cables, takes a deep breath and grabs one of the microphones. ]
ARE YOU FUCKING READY FOR SOME REAL MUSIC, TRASH?!
[ It rings throughout the mall, quite possibly shattering a few shop windows and a few more sensitive eardrums, and making a few speakers short-circuit, but he looks smug as fuck. ]
no subject
[ He shoulders the bass and starts to tune it a little. It would blow if they were out of tune. ]
You should have gotten a better face while you were in there too, cello-boy.
[ He's definitely using insults as a means to be friendly. Evidently no one told him that's not the way you make friends. But then he braces himself because Squalo has the microphone. And then starts to laugh. That demented three-year old laugh because if his ears are ringing, god only knows what the rest of the mall is hearing...or not hearing at this point.
He slides up to his own mic and it sort of occurs to him that they really didn't discuss what the hell they were going to start this little mini-gig with. Or really the rest of the play order. Oh well, hopefully this shit is talented enough to follow his lead, since he knows a lot of really good covers or some pretty awesome songs and knows the bass lead ins to them. ]
Try to keep up.
[ He flexes his fingers for a moment and then starts on into their first song together. Made of Scars seems strangely appropriate. ]
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[ He quips back as he takes a seat on one of the amps, because why the fuck not. A quick brush of bow lets him find the string that doesn't sound to his liking. Oh it's not technically out of tune, but he's one of those guys who uses his own tunings. Also gotta make sure it goes together with the bass and all. ]
Shut up, I'm gorgeous.
[ Well, it seems to be working, so it's all good right? He closes his eyes, focusing on the riff, then quickly follows it with his own dark-sounding overlay. He seems pleased enough with what he's hearing. ]
Heey, good choice.
[ He pulls the microphone stand closer to himself with his foot. Right. Singing. Couldn't have forgotten too much, right? His voice's rasp and maybe a bit too loud, but it sort of fits and he's hitting the right notes at least. Does he know the words? Maybe half, but that's never stopped him before. ]
This one came from shark bites
This one opened twice
These two, three, one hundred of, better forgotten
This one needed stitches and
This one came from rings
This one's faded from the start, but it went right through my heart
YEEEAAAAAH--
[ instead of continuing with the rest of the chorus he just prolongs the growl in an intricate motif, rising into surprisingly high notes. Someone must've missed the screaming. ]
no subject
[ He grins more at the insisting that he was good looking. He supposed sitting on that amp, Squalo does look pretty good. But he wants to hear the asshole sing. ]
Of course. It's always best to start with an old familiar one.
[ And Squalo's voice is really nostalgic. It's like he's back with Dehumanizer God he's missed metal so damn much. he doesn't even give a fuck if it's the right lyrics or not because that scream. That fucking scream is the best thing ever. ]
[ He comes in under the screaming. A dark snarling sound, all low and rumbling. The chorus below the amazing scream followed by the next lines. Sort of.. ]
This one had it coming, because he failed the game
this one was on purpose, and I'll do it all again
These are from my father, all the ones you normally can't see
This one had me laughing out loud
Because you should have just killed me
YEEEEEAAAAAAH.
[ He grins maniacally at Squalo ]
whoops the song accidentally got gay -- i mean canon
[ Damn right he does. Look at that flawless hair
and how he throws it around while playing and not singing. He's just like a silver-colored banshee. ][ Likewise, Squalo will cut in while Xanxus is still growling, singing the chorus around him in higher-pitched notes, grinning right back at him. There's something sharp, almost crazy about it, but it's gone in an instant. Their voices actually seem to harmonize pretty well like this. ]
Cut right into me!
Because I am made of scars...
And you are made of stars.
Ye-e-eah --
What fool still believes in God?
And right there in your rage
I see the Lord that I should follow.
Oh, I swear that I will find a way
To give you back that grand tomorrow.
Yeah, point your gun at me
Yeah, I want to taste the metal
Yes, right there in my mouth
Yeeeeeaaaaaaah --
so so gay
Yeah, cut them down beside me
pave my way in blood
The weaklings will be slaughtered
and I will make us strong
Because I am made of scars
and you are made of scars
yes, we'll fill the world with scars
we'll burn the world in scars.
We'll show them what we're made of
[ He finishes the song with a wild guitar riff letting it squal and grins at Squalo again. ]
incredibly
Yeah, show them what we're made of.
[ He follows up with... what sounds like a crazy fast guitar interlude, except he's still playing it on the cello, fingers flying over the board, and then the notes sink low again, almost as low as that bass, the sound slightly distorted in that eerie manner so common in heavier music. He'll let it fade so that high pitched bass feedback Xanxus just caused can be the final chord. ]
[ Wow. It's almost like he needs to catch his breath from it.
Who needs sex when you can make sweet sweet music together, right.He's grinning wide like a maniac. ]Nice roar, tiger. Guess you can do something right.