Post by Kasey Setsuna on Sept 2, 2018 14:13:15 GMT -4
This thread is meant for Amadeus, Thundershock and Sato, and two of their subordinates. Sato has reserved the largest room, as well as the entire building for the evening, as well as a personal bartender to wait on drinks for the evening.
".... AND I WAANNA BE THEEERRREEEE IN MAI CITAYYYY BAAI THE BAAAAAAAYYY EEEEEAAAAAAYYYYY, OOOOHHHH OWWWOOOOO AAAWOOOWOOOOOOOO." he stepped onto the table and held the microhpone in his hands. His red checked tie was removed from his neck and tied around his head. The sleeves of his white, and rather expensive dress shirt had its sleeves rolled up. His Italian suit was thrown over one of the couches in the large room. he was enjoying his time with the others, singing to his hearts fullest desire. He wanted one more song, jsut one more song.The bartender continued to bring the drinks over for all of them, and Sato would continue to pick them up and down each and every shot that came his way. He wasn't going to miss out on the fun. He wasn't going to be the stick in the mud. He was the life of the party, and he was going to keep it that way.
He continued to pick old songs, ones that seemed to go as far back as his father's childhood, if not his grandfather's/ American rock songs, an era long lost and forgotten. The world was caught up in new songs, a new genre. Sato wasn't going to have any of it. "ARE YOU READY TO SING AFTER ME?" He continued to sing in English, and poorly at that, while screaming at his company in Japanese. He was going to wind down. No one was gonna stop him.
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Kasey & Setsuna  She stood at the door, nervously. White gloves over her hands. A black suit with a red vest to set over the white shirt to match her employer. Her silver hair lay loose, living lighting upon her shoulders as she watched her boss yell into a microphone. It was almost disappointing, saddening even to watch him like he was. How much had happened that he needed to drink so much? Was he really so devastated at the fight? or had it gone completely to plan? His business partner had fought his daughter, and lost for the sake of her fame? He gained more than enough profit for selling her merchandise, toys, and collectibles that were modeled after her. She was a hero. His business partner was injured, as she was. It wouldn't be a believable fight if neither were harmed, right? A good hero was only as good as the villains they fought, so the most sinister Thunder became... the greater hero Sashi would rise to become. Surely that was the goal. No one died, right? At least no one important. "Sato..." she inwardly placed her face in her palms at the sight of him, bringing herself back to reality. She stood beside the watching him. "it's literally just been me and you for the last few hours. Don't you think we should wait to drink when everyone gets here?" ~ Word Count: 230 (+245) ~ |
