Round 3 - Day 7 Minigame

[murderstars]

 [ BEEP BEEP SO YOU THINK IT'S TIME FOR A MINIGAME. NOT QUITE YET. FIRST THERE'S SOMETHING HAPPENING TO THE TABLETS. MORE LIKE TO THE ROSTERS. EVERY SINGLE TABLET IS DISPLAYING THE ROSTERS AND SOMETHING'S GOING ON.

NAMES ARE MOVING AROUND.

MORE SPECIFICALLY, TEAM F.

WHAT'S... HAPPENING... ]



[ TEAM F DOESN'T EXIST ANYMORE?

TEAM C SUDDENLY HAS A FEW NEW MEMBERS?

CHECK IT? ]

[ Suddenly, Mayhem on the screens! He opens his mouth for a speech. ]

I am the raccoon cleaning your garbage team from the rankings. I  -- 

[ FLO SMACKS HIM OVER THE HEAD. ]

 -- am going to shut up now, thank you. It's been decided that Team F is performing rather poorly, and with the low numbers of C, we're taking advantage of the chance to dilute the pool. Let's hope that this leads to a new, better horizon for everyone involved.

[ Claps her hands! ]

Now, moving forward! Today, we're feeling musically inclined, so it's time to battle things out... with our instruments! Yes, a good old Battle of the Bands. Take the chance to perform your hearts out, because who knows the next chance you'll get to express yourself

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[manuscripture]

I'm not. I love to listen to music but I'm not much of a writer. I draw. But the last round had this kind of game and I used what I do know of making music to get through it.

I have an eye for talent on top of that.

[ Which is basically saying that Lotus and Mac had any talent. Well. Lotus did. She kept the trio from bursting into flames onstage. ]

Do you write as well as I think you sing?

[prayerwheel]

[ a nod ]

I primarily sing folk songs, and sometimes opera...things with history behind them, you could say. But I would be willing to try writing something new.

[manuscripture]

History, you say?

[ You didn't see a book for him to doodle in, in his hands? You do now. It has totally always been there. ]

How about you give me a sample. Anything. You can even make it up off the top of your head.

[prayerwheel]

Er--right now? I don't think I can write that quickly.

[ She thinks for a moment. ]

There is an old one I know. About a prayer for rain in a drought-stricken village.

[ Azura sings a snippet of said deceptively cheery-sounding song. ]

[manuscripture]

[ She sings her snippet and Rohan goes on to draw the whole way through until she sees it fit to stop. He would be hard-pressed to say that he finds it difficult to not be utterly transfixed by her voice even though it is playing currently as foreground music to his drawing.

The lightbulb moment happened before he had spoken to her but now!! ]

Your voice is gorgeous, Miss Azura! [ He turns the book around to show her the sketch he has done in all of the handful of seconds to a minute. Simply a picture of Azura herself apparently deep in the hypnotic throes of a melody, hands pressed together and her eyes closed with her hair flitting in the breeze that isn't remotely anywhere in the studio. ]

You're like an angel.

[prayerwheel]

[ For a second, she feels a bit irritated that he made a song request and then went to focus his attention on drawing, but the second she sees what exactly he drew, her frown dissolves. ]

Ah, that's...

[ Dang, dude. ]

Thank you, I'm quite flattered.

[manuscripture]

[ See? He isn't all terrible. ]

I had an idea for something no one else is probably going to do. A very brief Rock Opera. A little stage performance. Storytelling. That sounds like your forte too.

[prayerwheel]

A rock opera.

[ tiny smile ]

I admit, I usually perform solo, but this might be...a bit fun.

[ IF ONLY SHE KNEW THE CONTENT........ ]

[manuscripture]

If it helps, you will be a primary fixture. The feature.

The narrator of sorts.