Karaoke Lounge (2-3)

[oversight]

Who: Class 2-3 & YOU!
Where: The Karaoke Room
When: July 15th - July 16th, 2014
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: Class 2-3 has decided to create an awesome karaoke lounge for their class project!
The Story:


Karaoke Sample Song List

Presented by 2-3, this chic and semi-intimate karaoke lounge is heralded as the perfect get-away for those students and visitors looking to burn a little energy dancing and singing. Despite how it might first appear, the room boasts a deceptively large space, plenty of seating, and basic refreshments.

Nearest the stage is a sign-up list for those looking to sing. The music database is massive, so pretty much any song is offered (however, there are signs warning against selections that may not be appropriate for all audiences, even if no one will be closely monitoring).

[[ OOC: Prose or action spam is totally fine. Start your own headers, link your own songs, dance around in all the threads, and have a great time!

P.S. Don't forget your content warnings where necessary!

P.P.S. Hopefully this is okay with everyone in class 2-3. Please PM me here if you need me to add/change/remove something/etc.]]

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Natasha | OTA

[widows_kiss]

She'd seriously considered conveniently coming down with the flu for the festival, mostly just to avoid all her fellow students' mangled renditions of music. Not that she had anything against music, it's just that karaoke...

Let's just say on a list of things she could possibly want to spend her day doing, that did not even remotely make the list.

But she did want to go to the dance, so participation was sort of required and she was maybe hoping that if she worked hard enough at helping set up and tear down, no one would complain if she made herself scarce during the actual hours they were running the lounge.

That was her brilliant plan, anyway. It didn't quite work out the way she'd hoped...

[[OOC: Feel free to catch her at any point during the event and you're welcome to reply with prose or action spam. As a warning, she's going to try to make herself scarce when people are singing, but events and people keep conspiring against her otherwise, so she may be a little disgruntled depending on what's going on in the background XD]]

[likesimpossible]

Now, really, where was the fun in hanging back and just watching? Oh, he'd done that, mostly when he needed a break from all the running about he was doing, but when he spotted Natasha off by herself, he decided that just could not be allowed.

"What's this, then? Don't tell me you're planning on hanging about on the fringes all night, Natasha. What will it take for you to do a song with me, hmm?"

[actualwizard]

Billy flops down next to Natasha on one of the couches, after his thoroughly humiliating turn at karaoke with Loki.

"Do you think there's a way I can sink into this couch and never be heard from again?"

[dyskinesia]

Somehow finding Natasha standing to the side when he goes to the karaoke room doesn't surprise him much. He didn't exactly come here to sing, but more to just check out what the other classes had set up, and despite the singing and constant background music, it still looks pretty nice.

He approaches her, making sure she sees him just so it won't look like he's sneaking up on her, and gladly keeps to the sidelines along with her. "You look like you're having fun."

The Doctor | Open

[likesimpossible]

At first, when he heard that the project was going to be a karaoke lounge, John Smith, known to friends and by word of mouth as 'the Doctor', was just slightly skeptical. But as they got closer to finishing up the setup, he changed his tune.

He was really loving this, and he kept bouncing around from one person to another, chatting them up in between trying to convince them to get up and sing something. And not necessarily with him, although he was willing to do that, too.

Who said that running this joint had to be like work? Certainly not him. By all appearances, he was thoroughly enjoying himself, and he hoped everyone else was too.

[ ooc: For event purposes, the Doctor is going by the name John Smith, with the actual title of the Doctor being his nickname. He'll answer to either name, of course. ]

[jivitadana]

When Minato heard that Class 2-3 was having a karaoke lounge, he had to stop by and check it out. Plus it was a nice bonus that "The Doctor," whom Minato called "Sensei" instead, was in that class. He wanted to see how things were going as well, being a third-year and all and making sure his friend was doing well.

He peeked his head inside, seeing all the colorful lights and hearing the music blaring. Why couldn't they have a permanent karaoke lounge on campus? That would be kind of amazing. He sneaked inside, looking around the room to see if he could find the Doctor anywhere. If he weren't here, he might be browsing at another class's exhibit.

Billy (Open)

[actualwizard]

Billy headed into the karaoke lounge when he had some time to kill between the Rest Area and getting too many fortunes read. He loved karaoke, well he loved watching other people stand up there and make fools of themselves in front of the crowd. As much as he loved music he sounded like a dying cat when he sang and there was no way he would be caught dead up there. Especially not in front of his classmates.

(PossiblyMad)

[mischiefandlies]

Oh Billy, you poor, poor boy. Why do you continue to keep the little trickster as part of your inner circle? Is it masochism? Because, if Billy would notice, his name was scrawled on the list in that deceptively fluid handwriting of Loki's. Billy Kaplan just so happened to be next on the list. Imagine that.

Loki, grinning like the Cheshire Cat, nudged Billy in the side with his elbow. "Look at that. You're next up. I didn't know you liked Karaoke." As if he hadn't signed Billy up himself. "Brave of you. I never would have guessed you had a confident singing voice."

[hulk_ling]

Teddy stopped into the karaoke club after he finished being Mystic Marvin just to see what other classes were doing. To his surprise, there was Billy up on stage. Was he singing? Oh, Teddy had to stick around for this. He stood in the back of the room and watched, unable to do much but grin stupidly. He couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly that drew him to Billy Kaplan but even the fact that he could barely carry a tune was endearing.

After it was over, Teddy made his way over to where Billy was sitting. He was nervous but he did his best not to let it show.

"Hi," he said with a smile. "I didn't know that you were into singing."

Annabeth | OTA

[oikodomae]

Annabeth had no intention of singing- despite her roll in setting up the room, organizing the students in charge of taking shifts, and the fact she seems to be hovering in just about every corner of the lounge. She's buzzing just a little bit, but anyone who knows the girl knows that's her general setting when it comes to events. The festival is important to the entire student body, so of course she's going to make sure her own class' participation in it went as smoothly as possible.

Chances are she'll stop by where anyone has decided to sit, just checking in to see if they're having fun, making sure they have their names on the sign-up sheet. If not she'll be standing off near the side- clipboard in hand- just going over anything she could find to go over. There's always something for her to be checking on, after all.

[glumshoe]

And the student body should be grateful to have Annabeth's fine diligence in organizing their event to what appears to be a great success. What Will can't help is that this couldn't be his scene less if it were neon lit and extravagantly costumed.

But it is his class' activity, and Will is moderately interested in watching students embarrass themselves in the name of human behavioral study. It's a bonus that he finds class 2-3 activities queen bee Annabeth in one of the corners, inviting himself to sit next to her, soda in hand.

"I for one could use another rendition of 'Firework'."

[widows_kiss]

Natasha had seriously considered calling in sick for the specific reason of avoiding the karaoke lounge, even though she'd done as much work as any of her classmates in getting the room set up. That hadn't involved her fellow students singing, however, so it had been mostly tolerable.

This? This wasn't. She'd suffered through two hours of various pop songs so far and was desperately wishing for earplugs. Or maybe an emergency fire drill.

Deciding to save the drastic measures until they were absolutely necessary, she was instead keeping an eye on her classmates and edging slowly towards the door in a manner she hoped wouldn't be noticed. Maybe she could make her escape while no one was paying attention and the first year caterwauling up on stage provided ample headaches distraction...

Angel | OTA

[vampdetective]

The lounge itself has actually come together quite nicely, for all the scrambling around people were doing to make sure everything was ready in time. The problem? People seem hesitant to actually put it to use. Angel's not sure he can blame them. Singing in public is an acquired taste for some. He vaguely remembers a time when he'd been vehemently against it in its entirety, but if something changed his mind, he can't quite recall what.

The result, however, is the same, no matter how it happened: he's willing to step up and take a bullet to get things rolling.

He moves stiffly as he makes his way to the prompter, holding onto the microphone just a little too tightly as undeniably dated strains of synthesized music start pouring out of the speakers.

What is about to take place is quite possibly one of the most awkward performances ever witnessed.

I'd drive a million miles to be with you tonight,
So if you're feeling low, turn up your radio,
The words we use are strong, they make reality,
But now the music's on, oh baby d-dance with me-

He manages to fumble over half the lyrics, getting tongue-tied as he struggles his way through both off-key and off-beat, accompanied by stiff and sudden movements that are not so much dancing as they are anxious shuffling, but as the song goes on, he starts to commit. He dedicates himself.

And it is truly terrible.

Rip it up, move down,
Rip it up, move it down to the ground,
Rip it up, cool down,
Rip it up, don't hang it on the borderline

Everybody have fun tonight,
Everybody have fun tonight,
Everybody Wang Chung tonight,
Everybody have fun tonight--

It's a very painful four minutes for anyone who manages to sit through the entire thing, but once the music finally stops, he manages to stand there for another five seconds or so without moving -- then finally fumbles with the microphone enough to get it back into its stand, though not without dropping it once, looking only mildly remorseful as he makes his way to one of nearest seats.

As icebreakers go, there are probably worse. Maybe.

[iguanasolution]

At least someone is unironically clapping. So, maybe the performance hadn't been the best one ever, but he'd gone up and sung when others had been too terrified to even try, and that takes guts. Frank definitely appreciates and admires that.

"Luckily others will follow your lead now." He calls at him when he comes down, grinning.

[breakthecurse]

Tohru happens to be visiting the Karaoke Lounge at the time. She has no plans of singing herself, of course, but she wanted to be there as moral support for Angel, since his class was running it.

It...it isn't the most polished singing she's ever heard before (to put it politely), but he's trying very hard and clearly doing his best, and that's what matters in the end. When he finishes, she applauds, making a whole two people unironically clapping so far.

Once he makes his way back to the audience, she makes her way over to him and sits by his side.

"Hi, Angel!" she says, smiling bright as always. "You did really well!"

[widows_kiss]

Oh god. It's started already. The singing.

Natasha's perched in the back of the room where she'd been helping to double-check and organize their music selection, with the hope that maybe with that accomplished she could slip away before the singing started, but no. Fate hated her today. As it was, she's stuck here resisting the urge to bang her head against the table through all four minutes of his captivating performance.

Suddenly catching the plague was sounding more appealing every minute, although Natasha's not mean enough to let any of her thoughts show on her face. Much. Besides, it's not Angel personally, it's the karaoke in general.

Re: Angel | OTA

[fiendfries]

It is, without a doubt, one of the most embarrassing performances she's witnessed. But what catches her is that, for all his awkwardness, he doesn't seem particularly embarrassed. Perhaps he's just good ta hiding it, or perhaps he's done well enough with the stash she's been providing him. Either way, as soon as the song is over Ruby doesn't hesitate in moving from where she's been standing against the back wall and makes a beeline for him.

Nope, she doesn't even let him sit down. Intercepting part way through, Ruby hooks her arm through his and starts leading him back to the stage.

"Not so fast, hot stuff. I think I'm hearing demand for an encore."

I AM LATER THAN LATE

[kickassqueen]

Despite it being slightly painful, Charlie's enjoying the show. So much that she approaches him after he's finished, plopping down in a seat beside him.

"So is karoke your thing?" She asks with a teasing look. His fumbling with the lyrics had been pretty funny, but she wasn't laughing at him. It looked like fun. "Wanna do a duet or something? We can go all 'We Built This City' in here."

Will | ota

[glumshoe]

Who had two thumbs and didn't want to spend tonight here instead of, say, digging through the painfully arcane books he'd pulled from the library for his painfully arcane research project for a community college criminal investigation class? This guy.

But he was asked to, so that's that.

He shirked the uniform the committee suggested hosts wear the least beat-up white button down and blue-at-the-knees dress pants in his closet. The lectern out in front of the classroom lounge door was replete with flyers and the schedule of bookings so far, Will enthusiastically mumbling advertisements while passing said flyers out and really wishing he was the type to forget about duty completely and bail.

The flyers made a fair pillow when he let his forehead come to rest on them, sighing deeply.

[widows_kiss]

Which is where Natasha finds him when she finally does manage to slip out of the classroom lounge for a breath of fresh air and at least a little distance from the artistic expression of their classmates.

Of course, she moves fairly silently even when there isn't a rock song muffling her movements, so she probably should have given warning before she thuds her forehead against his shoulder in commiseration.

"Dear god, someone put me out of my misery."

Hazel | ota

[keeperfromtheflame]

[Uh-uh. No way.]

[She might not have been as shy as one might first suspect on sight, but there was no godly force on this or any other Earth that would get her up on that stage. Hazel was perfectly content to sitting in the back of the room, feet propped up on the table and munching on a bag of popcorn.]

[Which, for the record, she would be more than happy to share with anybody who asked.]

[johnnyblake]

[ Johnny's just going to sliiiiiide right in next to Hazel. ]

How 'bout a duet? You an' me.

Brittany | ota

[stoptheviolence]

[She wasn't the first one on stage, but that's only because she wanted to want until there were enough people in the room that she would be seen.]

[The funny thing was that Brittany's makeup from the haunted house was still half done. No pale face or drooping blood, but her eye makeup was incredibly heavy, accenting her features all the more as the opening chords of a karaoke favorite vibrated into the air with a surprisingly intense bassline for school equipment.]

[♫] What's the time? [♫]
[♫] Well, it's gotta be close to midnight... [♫]

[johnnyblake]

[ What's this, Brittney? No one's giving you someone to sing to? For this song? Johnny feels his presence is immediately necessary, so he pops up on stage with her and checks a fake watch for the benefit of the audience and then dances beside her, waiting for the next part of the song. ]

Samandriel | ota!

[heavensmostadorable]

[Being in class 2-3, literally the only reason Samandriel is here is because he has to be. He's had to help set everything up, which he was fine with, he likes doing things for his fellow students, especially if it entertains them. However, he now has to stand around and listen to the fruits of their labour. Which doesn't always sound good. Why did they pick karaoke again?

Hanging back, he can be found just watching those who choose to sign up, get on stage and sing, but he has no plans on joining them. That sounds nothing short of embarrassing, and if he's got to be here, he's going to want it to not end in everyone laughing at him. He's already the strangely formal kid, he doesn't need to be the one who was terrible at karaoke, too.

But he'll applaud everyone. Everyone. No matter how bad or how good they are. He's nice that way, even if his ears start to ache before the night is even halfway over.]

[alifetime]

Performing.

Oh, Jack is in his element. Love songs, jaunty quick tunes and anything else is likely to come out of him depending on who was watching. It all for fun in his mind, and he's trying not to embarrass anyone. The problem is that there's very little Jack doesn't find attractive. The way an unlovely person smiles when truly amused can do it for him or how someone brushes a lock of hair from their eyes.

Starting up 'Night and Day', Jack was having the time of his life.

[likesimpossible]

Somewhere in the room, while Jack is doing his singing, the Doctor, or John, or whatever name he's going by at the moment, is doing his level best not to laugh his head off.

Simply put, as handsome as Jack might be, the words cheesy come to mind when watching him singing. But once he's finished, the Doctor claps once or twice, just to be an obliging audience.

"Nice tone you've got there, Jack. Why didn't you tell me you could sing?"

Not that he cares one way or another, because what he does in his spare time is very much his business.

Sam | OTA

[voiceinthedark]

He doesn't care what people think; Karaoke is awesome. He is absolutely declaring this room the best in the whole school. He claps along when people finish singing because that's just a nice thing to do, and then his turn comes and he has found the perfect song.

Who doesn't love Keisha St. Cloud?
Text Me Up is a great song!