BILLIE JEAN || open, karaoke night !

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    [hr][color=white]It was night, late, but not so late that everyone would be asleep. The sky was tainted a dark violet, with tiny specks of lights known as stars scattered her and there. The crescent moon was night in the sky, and not a single cloud was in sight. The night sky was good, and made a good atmosphere for the event planned by two kittens, assigned to them by the seraphim.


    Cymophane smiled proudly at her and Galena's work. Their weekly task was to host a karaoke night, and they were mostly done by now. All they needed were people to sing, of course. Her yellow orbs gazed over the scenery once more; they were outside, but there was a small stage, with a slightly torn curtain and all that jazz. There was a karaoke system-- with the screen with the lyrics to the song that you'd follow, as well, and two speakers, not too big but not too miniature in size. A cord connected to the speakers led to a pair of microphones, one connected to a single speaker. This way, a duet could be performed. In front of the stage was a small table, and on it was a song book, filled with countless pieces of music the people could choose from. Of course, they could also get it off the tops of their heads as well.


    Cymo had no intentions to perform right away, so the kitten sat and eagerly awaited for someone to notice their event.


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    [glow=#00FFFF,2,300]"That one hyperactive God of War, Delivery God Yato!" (Who secretly stalks coaches tbh)[/glow]
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    Yato gasped. A karaoke party?! Now this was a surprise, to say the least. The God ran over in his new wolf body, cackling like an idiot. He never really tried to sing before, but there was a first time for everything!


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; height:; border: 0px; overflow:; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-size: 10pt; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Karaoke. He was admittedly a little too tired for it but maybe he could summon a bit of energy. Man late nights were...butchering him really. "Nice work," he commented.


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    Cymo smiled at Lavi and Yato, showing her sharp white teeth. She grabbed a microphone and began to swing it around a bit, making sure to not damage it by hitting the stage or something.


    [color=gold]"C'mon, don't just stand there! Anybody, sing!" she chirped excitedly. The kitten was awfully energetic despite it being the night time. And Yato seemed that way, too.


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    Yato nodded enthusiastically, running up to join Cymophane (and leaving a pink glitter trail. Haha, Marcus). The God quickly grabbed a mic, tapping on it to make sure it worked. He then grinned at Cymo. "What song?"


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    Cymophane frowned, but she hid her disappointment and reassuringly patted Lavi on the head-- the only way she could reach up there was by standing on the stage. "It's okay if you don't want to sing, Lavi! But you're always welcome to watch!" she chirped to him, yellow optics warm and friendly.


    Turning to Yato and Galena, she nodded. "Song's up to you. We've got choices, y'know." she pointed a blue tabby tail at the music book, filled with countless amounts of songs. [color=gold]"Solos, duets, trios, you name it!"


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    Yato peered over Cymo's shoulder, looking at the book. Wow, there really was a lot. Careful not to get glitter on her, he slid up next to Cymo and began to paw through the book, looking at the many options. While looking, he spotted three popular yet annoying songs next to each other;


    [size=6pt] Baby by Justin Bieber
    Let It Go by Idina Menzel
    All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor    .


    Spotting them, Yato systematically reached over to the table, grabbed a pen, and crossed them out sloppily.


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    He was just listening, but it really was his job to get this thing started. Serendibite knew exactly what song he would do, it was a perfect plan. Kind of homosexual, but he could care less. Strutting up with a crown of pink flowers draped over his skull, he would lean to whisper in Cymo's ear. Waiting for her to set it up, he'd go and stand patiently on the stage. Grinning with a glint in his eyes,
    "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard," Striking a pose as he sung the small thing, he'd ever so slightly move his hips to the song. Continuing on, he would use his voice to project all over the area.

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    Maybe wearing a stand-out flower crown like his brother would garner Galena more attention? Nah, it wasn't really his style. He'd just have to sing next. Flipping through the book, he idly traced a paw over random song names. The only songs he knew were the annoying popular ones -- they were constantly stuck in everybody's head half the time. The kit let out a quiet squeak of annoyance, not having perfected a tired sigh just yet.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 10px; background: url(http://image.ec21.com/image/go…CA06887074/Galena_Ore.jpg); font-size: 5pt; line-height: 6pt; text-align: center; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: 0px;]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH ;; HIDDEN SCROLLIE INCLUDED[/fancypost]

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    Cymophane snorted at Serendibite, but nonetheless prepared the karaoke system to play that horrid sound he requested. Just what did it mean? What milkshake? She was fairly certain that her ebony brother did not possess one. And why did it bring boys? Could it summon girls, too? Maybe nonbinary people? Genderfluids? Her mind buzzed with questions until she noticed Yato cross out song names. Those songs.. they weren't too bad, were they? Cym didn't heard all the songs within her book, so she couldn't determine why he crossed them out. Two confusions in a single night, folks.


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    Looking over at Serendibite, Yato realized.. he'd made s horrible mistake. He'd missed that d*mn annoying song! Flipping quickly through the book with his trusty pen that he'd just found, he began crossing out any and all annoying songs he encountered. He shuddered as he read over them, as the chorus would return to his head.


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    Pulsingpaw slipped behind the stage, invisible, scentless, and silent. This was just... perfect, in absolutely every sense of the word. Of course, he never planned on singing on stage, but some of his other clanmates might sing songs he liked just for him!