http://teenidollinda.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] teenidollinda.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2008-01-12 05:36 pm

KARAOKE PARTY!

Who: Linda, Kite, everyone else in the mansion who wants to come.
Where The Dining Room
When: Saturday Night, January 12th
Rating: PG. At most, PG 13.
Summary: Linda has been talking about a Karaoke Party with Kite for weeks now, and finally it’s a reality.
the Story:


The sky was darkening, and soon it would be night. It was almost time. Time for the party.

Linda had to thank the mansion. Over the past weeks, it had been giving her CD after CD and eventually a karaoke machine itself. By now, the musical collection for tonight was well into the thousands, containing any song that anyone ever might even think to sing. She was excited. No one would be left out because they lacked a song. In fact, no one would be left out. Or else.

Spinning about the dining room, a trail of confetti flying about behind her, Linda danced to the music in her head while finishing her decorations. Bowls of food and snacks lined the tables along the sides of room while a massive stage took up the back wall. All of which were now covered in a coat of confetti. The room seemed to sparkle, almost as if it wished to join in the party as well.

“Kite!” Linda called, “Kite! It’s like, almost totally time! We’ve got to like, totally greet everyone and stuff!”

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Tamao let out a small girlish squeak, suddenly tensing up. After all, she wasn't used to such sudden displays of affection.

"M-Miss Linda-!" The 'miss' slipped out, natural politeness taking over in her shock. "I-... I mean, u-um-" her face turned even redder, as she stumbled to correct her error.

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[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"U-Um... n-... not yet," the pink-haired girl shook her head, remembering Kite's warning. "I-I really don't know... what to sing..." she mumbled.

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I-I... I-..." Tamao simply stammered, being dragged up onto stage. What was she supposed to do? Say no? B-But now she was in front of people, what should she do?

Her face was bright red, now. She simply tried not to make eye contact with anyone.

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
"U-Um... I-I don't really know... what... " Tamao trailed off, staring at the multitude of buttons. She had to press one eventually. Which one?

Well, she'd have to do something eventually. Keeping her eyes closed, out of nervousness, she pushed a few random buttons. Was three enough? Maybe four.

Ah! The song was starting! Follow the lyrics on the little screen, right? That was it, right? Don't just stand there it's starting-!

"Here, my head up in the clouds
I feel I'm spinning around
Dreams will come and go
But this is here to stay
So forever this way
..." Her voice was very soft at first, eventually gaining a hint of confidence. It was only the slightest hint however, and vanished once the song finished. She was bright red again, staring at her shoes, hoping to escape now that it was over.

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
"K-... keep going...?" Tamao squeaked. She had hardly gotten herself through one song...! She glanced nervously to the machine, then back to Linda, a pleading look in her eye. How was she supposed to do that again?!

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
"O-...One more... u-um... " Tamao glanced down at the machine again. "... " Pressing a few more buttons as quickly as she can.

"U-Um... Rain fell down
You were there
I cried for you when I
hurt my hand
Storm a-rushing in
Wind was howling
I called for you, you were there...
"

[identity profile] pinkprophecy.livejournal.com 2008-01-14 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"U-Um... s-... sometimes I sing while cleaning... " she explained quietly, moving off stage. After all, if she got off stage she couldn't just be pushed up again-!

"I-... I just... do it for fun... So it's not that good," she mumbled.