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interstellar55552016-04-03 11:37 pm
heymcfly) wrote in interstellar55552016-04-03 11:37 pm
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you wanna be tough. (open!)
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! ]
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! ]
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There's no ambulance, no interrogation. Marty's tossed into the back, and...that's it.
Definitely eye raising caretaking, that's for sure... ]
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He has a terrible feeling about how well they're caring for their top talent. He watches the car depart with something burning in his eyes.
This isn't the end of it.]
Please wait for me, Marty. I swear that we'll make this right.