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justicereigns) wrote2009-09-01 03:47 am
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ooc: OPEN LOG karaoke fun come join if you're inclined
Who: Anyone who feels like stopping by + Smoker
Where: Karaoke Bar on Shambun Island (Rinali's fall island) If you know OP canon songs, feel free to use them or drinking songs but I think it's safe to assume this bar gets other-world patrons so our world songs are a go for IC.
Why: Smoker is stuck waiting for an informant and I enjoy torturing him~ Also come sing karaoke at him. It's fun. I promise.
When: Sometime between August 30th and when he gets chibi'ed.
Rating: Well it's open so I'll edit if something happens. Feel free to do NC17 stuff with each other or something idek. I'll just stalk.
Smoker threw his head back on the edge of the red cushion of the booth seating, a small cloud of smoke hovering above his head in his irritation. Some idiot was blaring Jolly Roger and attempting to croon despite the drunk stupor giving the moron the wrong notes. Great. Just what he needed. His favorite song in the world. And here he'd been appreciating that he hadn't heard it since leaving Loguetown. So much for that, this was the 5th time tonight in the last three hours. If the marine informant didn't show up soonCaptain Commodore Smoker was going to break some legs. In a more literal than luck sense.
"Another rum honey?" the blonde waitress asked with a soft smile despite the proximity to a No-Smoking area.
"Yeah that's fine, thanks," the marine growled. Drinking alone was fine with him but there wasn't much to remove the irritation of the singing other than alcohol. Probably why they HAD the karaoke at the bar. Great. He rubbed his temples and prayed for a change of pace in music selection.
Where: Karaoke Bar on Shambun Island (Rinali's fall island) If you know OP canon songs, feel free to use them or drinking songs but I think it's safe to assume this bar gets other-world patrons so our world songs are a go for IC.
Why: Smoker is stuck waiting for an informant and I enjoy torturing him~ Also come sing karaoke at him. It's fun. I promise.
When: Sometime between August 30th and when he gets chibi'ed.
Rating: Well it's open so I'll edit if something happens. Feel free to do NC17 stuff with each other or something idek. I'll just stalk.
Smoker threw his head back on the edge of the red cushion of the booth seating, a small cloud of smoke hovering above his head in his irritation. Some idiot was blaring Jolly Roger and attempting to croon despite the drunk stupor giving the moron the wrong notes. Great. Just what he needed. His favorite song in the world. And here he'd been appreciating that he hadn't heard it since leaving Loguetown. So much for that, this was the 5th time tonight in the last three hours. If the marine informant didn't show up soon
"Another rum honey?" the blonde waitress asked with a soft smile despite the proximity to a No-Smoking area.
"Yeah that's fine, thanks," the marine growled. Drinking alone was fine with him but there wasn't much to remove the irritation of the singing other than alcohol. Probably why they HAD the karaoke at the bar. Great. He rubbed his temples and prayed for a change of pace in music selection.
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"Allow me to deliver." She said with a wink and took the drink from her before any time settled to protest.
It was easy for a woman like Karen to play waitress. Hell, she played hostess to an array of Japanese Business men who often came in to her parlor for the company of women. Delivering a rum to the great white hunter would be a breeze.~
"Now, does the hunter ever consider becoming the hunted? Or do you leave things to chance." She said while she casually set the rum down infront of him as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
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A small snort at the suggestion, "Hate these places," he scoffed. "Rum's okay, they probably cater to pirates," it was a strange method of finding pirates; the stronger pirates usually had better tastes in alcohol and the White Hunter was used to finding places frequented by them accordingly. It helped that they carried the good rum. "But it doesn't quite make up for the music selection." Definitely didn't help that he had sensitive ears. "I'm waiting for someone," he explained casually.
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His last words made her tilt her head curiously and draw her hand back from his thigh to her lap. "Waiting for someone? Information I assume?" She asked with a faint squint. A hunter in a no doubt pirate bar waiting for someone. Well now all they needed was a well placed thrown object for this place to turn into one of those Hollywood bar brawls.
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ooc: Evil Woman by ELO
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The spirit medium strode boldly in, stilling tugging Nick behind her by the cuff of his blue suit, waving one hand in hopes of flagging a waitress down at the same time to be seated and order.
"C'mon, Nick, stop dragging your feet! It'll be fun!"
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She snapped her fingers, brightening at the idea. "Say, Nick! Why don't we invite Mr. Edgey to bring Trucy and Pearly? It can be a party!"
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one day Nick you will truly appreciate the Steel Samurai ok
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what how did i not see this :|
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While the rest of their small party was preoccupied, Maya crossed back to where he was sitting, tapping him on the shoulder. "You're Mr. Smoker, right?" she asked cheerfully.
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she just loves people. YOU TOO, SMOKER. D8
Awww Maya's awesome <3 he likes her already :P Just in his twisted way :|