You gotta be banjoking

[thalassino]

A thoughtful (more or less) person has carried the magic banjo outside, leaving it near the corral. It still glows faintly, as if it is beckoning people to play it. The kraken, surprisingly, doesn't try to break the instrument. Then again, it is a magic banjo. Maybe it just doesn't want to touch that with a ten foot tentacle.

Comments

[breathingheir]

To be honest, for the wide scope of John Egbert's musical talents, it does not cover string instruments at all. That's more of his ectosister's domain. But the banjo looks so terribly, terribly pretty because, first off, it is themed like LOWAS; second, it looks like a fishy version of Typheus' pipe organ.

John Egbert takes the motherfucking banjo. He has a vague idea of how banjos work, mostly that rednecks play it so it shouldn't be that hard, and also he has to strum it and shit. He strums it.... to a recognizable tone. What he lacks in string instrument talent, he makes up for his beautiful singing voice.

"Somewhere beyond the sea,
somewhere waiting for me,
my lover stands on golden sands,
and watches the ships that go sailin'.

Somewhere beyond the sea,
she's there watching for me,
If I could fly like birds on high,
then straight to her arms,
I'd go sailin'.

It's far beyond the stars,
it's near beyond the moon,
I know beyond a doubt,
my heart will lead me there soon..."

A warm, night, beach breeze passes by while he plays. Hey, he's got wind powers, he might as well us it as props.

[calamarity]

For a moment, the tentacles stop flailing, the bubble stops shaking, and the kraken appears to be...

Listening?

Yes indeed, the kraken is listening to the song John is playing. Unfortunately, the kraken is not much impressed by his beautiful singing voice, for of far greater interest is the instrumental talent--or lack thereof.

And suddenly, one more strum is one strum too many for this picky music critic, and he makes some sort of fishy grumbling noise, swinging his tentacles and causing a ruckus.

That's probably a kraken's equivalent of a boo.

[breathingheir]

"Wow, you are so rude. You clearly don't have taste. Any species that doesn't appreciate Bobby Darin's timeless Beyond the Sea is no species that I want to take part of.

"Plus. A banjo? Dude, pipe organs are way better."

[calamarity]

Yeah the kraken would respond but he's too busy throwing a temper tantrum of epic proportions. Watch those tentacles coming at you, John. They look painful.

[breathingheir]

He's dodging that like it ain't no thang.

YOU ARE STILL DUMB THOUGH AUGH

[calamarity]

YOU ARE DUMBER, GOSH.

but yeah angry kraken, flailing limbs, the works. You know how it goes.

OOPS BAD END.

[breathingheir]

Yeah, he's dodging those stupid, tasteless limbs.

He is taking his musical talent and going home, he is not good at pleasing krakens.