Because deafening fun is the best kind of fun -

May 04, 2009 17:41

Allen should probably be working. But if he has to narrowly avoid another nigh-uncontrollable outburst of nerd glee at the fact that Jean-Luc Picard and Dr. McCoy and Mr. Spock are walking around the ship, eating the same sludge as him, breathing the same fetid air as he is, it's distinctly possible his brain will overheat. No, I'm not even kidding. That's a possibility.

To that end, it's time to let off some steam! Which is why Allen is currently using the Sensoriums to do what his wife has strictly forbidden him from doing under any circumstances ever - rocking out on the roof of his house, amps turned up to an ungodly level to fill the valley with noise. With an electric guitar that was signed by Superman. Hell yeah.

While he's a bit indisposed to talk, or hear much of anything, there's also a banner hanging from the house which is probably not always there. It reads:

"Wanted: drummer and bass guitarist.
Keyboard, vocals, brass section, electric violin optional.
Sitar awesome.
Electric harp if you've invented one.

Requirement 1) Applicants must not be lame and
Requirement 2) Applicants must not be dicks.

Prior to application, please assure that requirements 1 and 2 are fulfilled. Either-or not an option. Okay maybe if you rock hard enough. And leave it at the door.

But seriously, don't be a dick.

Direct all inquiries above."

The sound of obscenely complicated guitar riffs echo across the otherwise peaceful valley.

!location: sensoriums, kate bishop, soundwave, plays-in-traffic, allen gentry, wags-tail-a-lot, fitz kreiner

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