Golly Gee Whiz [open, piano]

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    Idol had found a piano, no not a huge one that humans used all the time don't be stupid. It was a smaller piano, feline sized of course. The robotic creature had loved singing, but...let's just say piano wasn't really his Forte. He eventually did...somewhat get a grip on the keys, making a tune after a good...what? 100 tries? Once he got a somewhat non-cr#ppy tune up, he started softly singing with the Piano.


    "Gee, you're swell.
    Golly Gee, you're swell!
    What a guy like you can set his mind to,
    who can tell?


    You make life exciting.
    The lights! The sound!
    Fun things seem to happen
    When you're around."


    It was then that Idol f_cked up a key and the robotic feline panicked, swiftly falling away from the Piano and onto his back pathetically. Nice going there, bud.


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    ☆☆☆ -- Woah! Sounds like he fell over! Sans sounded extremely concerned when he stumbled over, but then he bumped into the piano, and he instantly grew very curious. What?? Was that?? Was that the thing that hurt the guy??


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    IC: Boba was not impressed. He walked towards the piano. "Do you seriously call that a song? Pathetic!" He didn't know how to play piano himself, but he personally preferred Falloutboy's music to any other music. In his opinion, pianos were just little annoying pieces of sh*t.



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    IdleIdol


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Idol was sensitive enough already, and was sort of already crying from pain, and Boba's comment just made his face, which was currently in the ground, to leak more oil. Yeah, Idol was a weakling, he knew that already. The feline just sort of...laid there, faceplanted into the ground and a muffled voice speaking as Idol motioned to the piano with one paw. "How about you try to play it theN?"


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    IC: "A stupid song like that? You're kidding. I'd never play a piano, and you'd absolutely never catch me playing that song." He licked his tail, laughing quietly at IdleIdol. How pathetic and stupid.



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    ☆☆☆ -- Wait, was this guy being mean?? The puppy would stop, turning to Boba before letting out a angry scream, angrily rushing forward to pathetically nip and his feet. Don't hurt the friend!


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    IC: He looked at the puppy before casually holding out a paw to stop him completely from touching him at all. "Nice try, junior."



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    IdleIdol


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Idol lifted his head and made a pouty face. He then looked away and growled to himself. "Oh...you must be one of....THOSE people." "Those" people being people who have no knowledge of real music, and therefor would not be able to respect piano music. The feline then went back to the piano, but not before noticing the runty looking creature trying to attack Boba. "Oh, oh no, little guy please, that's mean! Just because he's not respectful doesn't mean you should try to hurt him, you could get hurt!" Well, what could he say? Boba seemed like the type to murder children, emotionally and physically.


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    ☆☆☆ -- He would flail his paws uselessly, yapping and letting his floppy ears cover his eyes in the struggle to attack. But after a long while he seemed to have given up, flopping on the ground and crawling angrily under Idle.


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    And here Mettaton was, casually slipping up to the piano with a hum. The lion would begin to put down a paw, then would stop, blinking. This body was quite... big. So, hesitantly, the male would shift down into his feline form, clearing his throat. "Again, may I? Don't wanna take your spotlight, darling."


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    She'd shift her gaze towards Idol, expression softening. "Tama thinks that it sounded really good!" The servaline would chirp, airily, a smile traversing her maw. She could remember back to when Matty had used to play the piano.. That had been a long time ago but.. It was still an important memory, to her. [/fancypost]

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    IC: He rolled his eyes, though his expression was hidden by his mask. He hated having to listen to somebody other than himself. It was just... It made him want to tear these islands apart! He sighed, walking the other direction.



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    IdleIdol


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Idol nodded towards Mettaton. Yeah, he didn't need to really play the piano, and he wasn't good at taking anything afterwards? Compliments? Silence. Criticism? Silence. Criticism meant to harm? Crying. But again, the feline nodded towards Mettaton and tried to smile towards the others as a form of thank you as Boba walked away.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]Piano... Mary had heard people play it before. She wished, sometimes, that she had musical talent. She loved to hear music, but didn't get the opportunity to listen often. The feline sat in anticipation of the next performance, eagerly awaiting another person to play. She had been too absorbed to stop and compliment Idol.
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