voice;

[rainingcereal]

J'veux ton amour, ouais je veux te baiser.

[pause] I don't even know I speak French.

[ooc; yes, this is Bad Romance. For those who were wondering, the parts in French translates to "I want to love you, I want to fuck you."]

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[the_gun_smoker]

[Badou's managed to talk a little more than sing. If he keeps pausing to take a drag from his cigarette, he seems to be able to get more words out. Bare with him.]

So that answers my question ...
[Pause]
On what kinda place this is.

Re: voice

[rainingcereal]

In the velvet darkness,
of the blackest night,
burning bright,
there's a guiding star,
no matter what or who you are.

voice

[the_gun_smoker]

... People are strange,
When you're a stranger.
Faces look ugly,
when you're alone.

Re: voice

[rainingcereal]

You'll get used to it.

Right here
Look what we've got
A fairy-tale plot
Our very own happy ending

[outandproudboy]

[Blaine coughs, trying to speak normally.] You have a good vocal range...[Sadly, the singing still catch up on him from time to time. And you got Mouline Rouge.]
La lune, trop rousse, (the moon, too red)
de gloire éclabousse (with glory splashes)
ton jupon plein de trous. (your ragged underskirt)
La lune, trop pâle, (the moon, too pale)
caresse l'opale (caress the opal)
de tes yeux blasés. (of your indifferent eyes)
Princesse de la rue, (princess of the street)
sois la bienvenue (be welcome)
dans mon coeur brisé. (in my broken heart)

[rainingcereal]

Thank you. [and that's it for speaking.]

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (do you want to sleep with me tonight?)

[outandproudboy]

Welcome..I'm Blaine. Newbie, obviously...[And eh switches to song again, edith Piaf, because he can't help himself.]

A quoi ça sert, l’amour? (What good is it, love?)On raconte toujours (People are always telling their foolish stories.)Des histoires insensées
A quoi ça sert d’aimer? (But what good is it, love?)

[rainingcereal]

Neil.

This singing thing is getting a little old- I'm hardly going to go out and get laid when-

[and that's all he gets in before the song takes over again.]

I wanna sex you up
All night

[Voice] (I love that this icon works for this. XDD)

[justice_by_coma]

[Gau sounds both hoarse and absolutely distressed big surprise but actually dares to say something]
I know! I can't-

[The speaker explodes into opera.]

Vedi? È venuto!
Io non gli scendo incontro. Io no.
Mi metto là sul ciglio del colle e aspetto,
e aspetto gran tempo
e non mi pesa,
la lunga attesa-

(Do you see it? He is coming!
I don't go down to meet him, not I.
I stay upon the edge of the hill
And I wait a long time
but I do not grow weary of the long wait.)

[His voice trails off into a hoarse cough. Let it be known that Gau can't sing. His voice doesn't jump between notes well without cracking. And it's worse when it coems to opera. He finally manages to groan in little more than a whisper:]

I listen to classical, but it's not just that. It's-

[ULP. Click. Sorry. He has to scream-sing something dumb and soppy to his safely abandoned room. He's beyond mortified, but at least you're the caravan "gay guy" so if he shouts something stupid after a certain absent samurai you won't make as big of a deal over it?

Oh God, if Neil

voice;

[goldbishop]

I wouldn't go around singing that particular phrase, then. [There's amusement in her tone, even though she's straining not to start singing again. Controlling it has gotten a little easier, but not really.]

voice;

[rainingcereal]

Well, not to you. But it's an offer.

voice;

[goldbishop]

[HUP. Oh. Hm. Well.] To each his own, I supp- to each his own, and my own is you~ What good is a song if the words just don't belong? And a dream must be a dream for two. No good alone, to each his own, for me there's you- [CLEARS. HER THROAT.] Sorry.

Re: voice;

[rainingcereal]

But baby you are not my type. [well, this is awkward]

And I looked deep into my heart.
And I found out I'm not what's right.

But feel free to check in with this guy called Arthur though. He looks like me, but he may actually be interested in girls.

[specificities]

Maybe it's something you've heard before.

[rainingcereal]

I think I'll remember if some French guy tried to pick me up at a bar.

LMFAO GD IT NEIL MAKING THINGS AWKWARD 24/7

[specificities]

From what I've heard so far, a lot of these seem to be songs.

>D

[rainingcereal]

There's actually a song like that?

Huh, trust the French to come up with that. How do you say, I want to fuck you like an animal in French?