you wanna be tough. (open!)

[heymcfly]

Who: Marty and YOU!
What: Nothing better than jamming out to MJ songs, right?
When: April 4th.
Where: Outside a shopping center, maybe? Somewhere super public!
Warnings: TBA.



[ Marty walks onto the plaza of the shopping center, with nothing but his guitar to keep him company. Lately he's just been aching to play something. Maybe it's because of the fact that this whole Fairy thing has made him completely scatterbrained. Also because he's expecting something bad to happen, since...well, he let some things slip. Or maybe worded them incorrectly. Either way, it's left him feeling uneasy, and maybe it's good to get some crap off of his chest.

He quickly opens his guitar case, turning it after a minute or two. Already he's gained the attention of some of the shoppers who can recognize him through the tweets and things like that, but majority are more focused on spending money. Which he doesn't really mind! Because honestly, he's not too sure what to sing, anyway.

There is one song that comes to mind, though.

Before he knows it, Marty starts to sing. This might be a bad idea considering the content of the song, but hey.

He starts off at the perfect tempo, the chords coming to him as natural as they can. Soon enough, he's on a roll! ]

They told him, "Don't you ever come around here.
Don't wanna see your face. You better disappear."
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it.

[ Marty won't object if you want to come along and join in! ]

Comments

no worries canon's vague anyway

[determinate]

[Frisk is actually not too sure about the crowd. They are supposed to be keeping a low profile. But at this point it would be weirder if they left - and anyway, it's not like they're on TV or anything!

They hold their hands in the way they've seen real musicians do it, pressing down on a few strings this time before strumming them. They're going cautiously, not wanting to make any bad sounds.

...wouldn't it be funny if this were a music-magic guitar? It probably doesn't work like that though.]

PHEW. okay, good to know! thanks!

[heymcfly]

[ How cute! Phones record the moment, professional cameras snap. This would probably be on the tabloids later; a good thing for him and Defying Atmosphere both! The more positivity they got, the better off things were. Marty straightens up, nodding encouragingly. ]

Keep goin'! You're doin' good!

[ if that were a magic-music guitar, Marty probably wouldn't know what to do with himself! One can only dream... ]

[determinate]

[Well, hopefully this isn't going to be a problem!

Probably not. They're just a kid. There's lots of kids that look like them! And this is Marty, not Sans, so why would they think they're Frisk anyway? It's fiiiine. Frisk strums a few more chords, striking a pose. They're clearly not exactly shy about crowds.]

[heymcfly]

I dunno, guys. I might be goin' out of business! [ Marty's gotta crack a joke at this. He gets a crowd of hearty laughs out of it, before turning back to the little kid. He bends down to their level. ]

Wanna help me finish up the song? I gotta have someone to dance in order to get it done!

[ He offers a hand, silently asking for the guitar back. ] You up for it?

[determinate]

[Frisk grins uncertainly, cocking their head a little at the laughter. They're getting more and more used to public attention, but they kinda would have preferred this didn't happen. Hopefully the wrong people don't see any pictures. Ah, well. The executives are probably too busy to look at random Twitter pictures, right?

They hand the guitar back over and nod. Dancing's more fun for them anyway!]

[heymcfly]

[ Marty thanks them with a nod of his head as his guitar is returned, and he gets right back to the lyrics. He keeps a solid tempo, but he doesn't go too fast so his new friend doesn't go flying head over their heels! It's no fun going too fast sometimes. He keeps it up until the song is over.

The crowd goes wild!

He finishes up with a smile and bends down to the kid when all is said and done. ] You weren't too bad out there, kid. Good job!

[determinate]

[Frisk smiles, flashing a thumbs-up and...a wink?

You too, man!]