panfandia | Open Mic Night!

Open Mic Night!

It's a Karaoke bar!

Get up on stage and sing!

Or watch from the audiance and share drinks with your fellow patrons!

Place a character request or the word "random" in the subject title

If you feel you need to get frisky; please take it to the bathroom at least! This is a bar not a hotel!

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A few bits of popcorn flew through the air and onto the stage. Their origin, a round, green sofa located near the front of the stage. The thrower; a tall muscular man with light skin, his long black hair is pulled into a ponytail. He was dressed in all black, his legs propped up on a round table in front of the sofa. In one hand he clutched a red and white vertical striped bag filled with more popcorn, which he was grabbing and either tossing or eating with a hand marked by a red tattoo.

"BOO!"

The guy yelled out at the random group of drunken strangers who's stumbled up onto the stage, and his violet eyes held a look of irritated boredom. A heavy exhale left his mouth afterwards and he grumbled to himself "God don't we have anyone with talent tonight? This sucks."

Patience sighed, scanning the bar. She wasn't even sure what she was doing in a place like this.

"I suppose it doesn't hurt to check around everywhere..." She mumbled to no one.

She was completely alone, little chastity at home learning some responsibility after bringing home a box of puppies instead of groceries. She would have to find someone to take those eventually...

But for right now perhaps she could just hide in a back corner here and relax... she had just enough money to get herself something so she wouldn't have to worry about being kicked out for not buying anything.

Golden hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, Mokuren gazed longlingly at the stage through amber colored eyes. She was wearing a simple pale blue t-shirt and a dark brown knee length skirt. The woman wanted desperately to go up to the stage and sing her heart out, but she knew the result of that would be disastrous. Still, she could feel the urgings of the few house plants that adorned the corners of the room. "Please sing for us!" they called and she could only think I'm sorry. If I do that...I'll cause trouble for everyone.

How nice it would be if she could though...

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[Random] Greed owns the place (obviously).

Patience [Random]

Mokuren [Random]