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Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
WHO: Jessica Jones and everyone who showed interest
WHERE: Bar & Peace
WHEN: Saturday 18, night
WHAT: BATTLE OF THE BANDS!? STAND UP COMEDY!? You decide.
WARNINGS: Jessica Jones, as usual.
[ A promise is a promise, so on Saturday night everyone coming to Bar & Peace in Maurtia Falls will find it cleaner than usual, as well as nicely decorated, with a fully functional stand, sound system included. Jessica has even thrown some spare instruments for the more needed, but she has also mentioned that if you're playing, you better bring your shit.
The bar and the tables remain the same, although the lights are dimmer than usual and there's an obvious extra space for whatever crowd wants to stand in front of the playing bands/people/opportunist performers. The woman herself will be mostly at the bar, leering at everything and everyone and serving drinks, as you do. She's there for small talk and sharing drinks with the customers though. That's basically all that bartenders do, right?
The stage is set, the performers are ready, the crowd is (kinda) filled with expectations. From the bar, Jessica holds a microphone and calls up the first loser willing to entertain them all. Here goes nothing.
What's the worst it could happen, right? ]
WHERE: Bar & Peace
WHEN: Saturday 18, night
WHAT: BATTLE OF THE BANDS!? STAND UP COMEDY!? You decide.
WARNINGS: Jessica Jones, as usual.
[ A promise is a promise, so on Saturday night everyone coming to Bar & Peace in Maurtia Falls will find it cleaner than usual, as well as nicely decorated, with a fully functional stand, sound system included. Jessica has even thrown some spare instruments for the more needed, but she has also mentioned that if you're playing, you better bring your shit.
The bar and the tables remain the same, although the lights are dimmer than usual and there's an obvious extra space for whatever crowd wants to stand in front of the playing bands/people/opportunist performers. The woman herself will be mostly at the bar, leering at everything and everyone and serving drinks, as you do. She's there for small talk and sharing drinks with the customers though. That's basically all that bartenders do, right?
The stage is set, the performers are ready, the crowd is (kinda) filled with expectations. From the bar, Jessica holds a microphone and calls up the first loser willing to entertain them all. Here goes nothing.
What's the worst it could happen, right? ]
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...You know, it kind of is.
[ He shakes the thought off and has a sip of his drink. ]
But speaking of settling down, have you heard? Cold's apparently kind of married in his world.
...I think.
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No way. He told me he wasn't the marrying type.
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[ Please god say he was screwing with you. ]
But then again, I guess our Cold was sort of kind of a romantic. You know. ...Ish.
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[ He takes a drink. The puppet on his hand manages to look horrified. ]
Oh god.
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[ oh no not this road again ]
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[ He eyes the Trickster puppet still on his hand. It's a shame hand puppets don't have legs, or he could better illustrate this. ]
Anyway, I'm no expert, gay or not. I'm just as thrown by all this as you.
...Maybe not as much as Mick, though.
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God, is this cheating? It doesn't feel like the good kind of cheating. ]
Hey, I'm just saying. And, uh, look, I hate to admit it but objectively you've probably had way more relationships than me, regardless of gender. So whatever, you're the expert.
Anyway. I'm sure no one's as confused about it as Mick is. Man, I wouldn't trade places with him for anything. Hey, do you think he looks like an underwear model in that universe too?
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James. Please don't make me picture either of them as an underwear model.
[ He pulls the puppet off, finally, and hands it back. ]
...Anyway, I just got basically dumped right before I showed up here, so I don't know how much of an expert I am at relationships.
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Okay, I'll bite. What's "basically" dumped?
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[ He sounds annoyed, like it's completely inconceivable that his boyfriend would be worried or concerned or irritated that he dropped everything to fly to the other side of the world to help out an old crime buddy. What he doesn't sound, however, is terribly hurt or upset by it. ]
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