Eighty First Song

[mysticalvender]

Okay, note to me: locking myself in the soundproof basement of Caritas works. No migraines or disturbing knowledge of everyone's lives. Which, I gotta say? Kinda depressing.

So, what'd I miss? Is anyone dead?

[[ooc: Backdated to before the weddingy wedding]]

Comments

[ruined_jaw]

{This is one o' th' few times not havin' vocal chords or lungs's come in handy, it is.}

{Might 'ave t'start botherin' some o' the people I heard, though. I've been lookin' fer a real vocalist fer some time now fer me an' Shin's act, an' here I found out th' castle's full o' talented folks.}

[mysticalvender]

I hope you were taking notes, Bumblebee.

[ruined_jaw]

{Might've jotted a few names down, sure. Got one in particular in mind, though I dunno if she'll go fer it.}

[mysticalvender]

There's no harm in trying, Sugarbeet.

[tehoniongirl]

Other than a few verses I am never admitting to? Ever?

...I think things were fairly event-free.

[mysticalvender]

Ouch, sorry to hear that, Jilly-Bean. Did it get you into a heap of hot water?

[tehoniongirl]

[sigh] Not unless you count blackmail material.

So you hid out all day, huh?

[mysticalvender]

Ouch, that's never good.

Sure did, I soundproofed the basement in Caritas. Worked a charm.