[d20 modern - Friday the 13th] Do *you* have what it takes to be a camp counsler?

OoC:I used to work a job that averaged 16 hrs a day...doing Hospital Inventory, so I know how he feels.
Now I just work as Floor Manager at a Night Club, so it's only 4 nights a week (at 10-15 hrs each, though). That's why I post at such odd hours.
IC:Meagan figured the bus must have just got backed up somewhere, she goes into the rets stop's cheesy little Store and returns with an ice cream cone.
 

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OOC: Meagan missed the dark-red Lambourghini Diablo that just roared up? Damn, that's a good book! While we're all waiting for Angelsboi, why don't we all do some prologue meeting or something?
 

Meagan pauses in mid-lick of her ice cream cone to *finally* notice the boy in the red 'Ghini...
'What are you staring at, Richie Rich? That car is Ssoooo not impressing me, and Megadeth is So 90s...have any Emperor?'
 

A BMW pulls up out of the dust of the Diablo, a well detail man in a business suit gets out of the car and heads into the building. he pulls a map out of his briefcase, and discusses directions with the man behind the counter. He comes back out opens his glove box and stares at the gun inside.

Some times he has almost signed up for law enforcement classes just so he could catch the punks who ripped him off.

He places the map in the glove box, and pumps some gas. When hes through he throws an indistinguisable glance at Meagan and goes inside to pay.

On his way out he carries a bag of Cheddar and Sour creame potato chips and a two liter of wild cherry pepsi. He sits down next to Meagan and starts talking as if she were his best friend since high school and he was just continuing a conversation they didnt have time to finish.

"Now what I can't understand is how an electrified banjo sounds like an electrified guitar. That last mix done by Old mountain Techno was way too off the wall, and could have done without the fiddle."

He looks at Meagan as if she should know where this argument came from, and like she should have an argument waiting. He seems to carry his voice like he knows exactly what she's going to say.
 

'A Piezo Pickup and a guitar synth to be precise...Well, a midi 'guitar' unit, you can hook the thing up to a banjo if you want.Not a big banjo fan myself...'
Meagan finishes her ice cream and wipes her fingers clean with a wetnap, then continues playing her violin, starting with Pagannini's 3rd Caprice and moving into his 4th.
 

"Pagannini lacks the intelligence of mozart. Mozart was a genius, and his music inspires others to become genius. At the very least, its complexity is organized. Pagannini couldnt compete with mozart, at least not on that level. (grins heavily)"

under his breath Aaron begins singing to the tune of Barber of Seville:

"How do, welcome to my shop.
Lemme cut your mop,
Lemme shave your crop,

Daiinnn tiiiiii leeeeeee
Daaaaaain tiiiiii leeeeeee......"

"Names Aaron. I guess I'll c ya round... should I call you pagannini?"
 

OoC:Is far too exhausted from a gruelling 13 hour shift to engage in an Apples-to-Oranges argument as to the Merits of Herr Mozart and Senor Pagannini.Love them both, myself. More of a Camille Saint-Saens and a Liszt fan as far as piano work goes, though Mozart was an innovater in Composition. Niccolo was a far greater Musician, though.Mozart for Opera yes, Bethoven for Symphony, but Pagannini for Virtuosity.

BTW, I based Meagan on an amalgamation of several girls that frequent the nightclub where I work, and with a healthy dose of a Goth X-GF, nicknamed 'the Violin Girl' for a much different reason (Eric's grandmother would boot me, so I'll not go into that).I told one of the club girls that I was going to get her killed off in a Slasher RPG online and she was NOT amused. :D

IC: The slightest snicker was all Meagan rebutted with as she switched flawlessly (Perform 21) into
the Overture from the Marriage of Figaro (Perform 25).<Now I roll well...Jaso...er, I mean, those darned Kids are going want to play Hide&Seek and I'll roll a 2 on my Hide, shucks...>.Finishing, she layed Dimitri back down in his case, checked her Pocket Watch and once again entered Mr. Barker's World as she picked up her book.

OoC:Dimitri is MY violin's name, btw :)
 

Hey, everyone!! I e-mailed Angelsboi, and he said if we all chimed in saying we still wanted to play, he'd start the game!! Speak up, gang!!
 



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