HOLIDAY KARAOKE CONTEST!

[mama rea]

HOLIDAY KARAOKE CONTEST

singers, your stage today is tokyo's most popular karaoke bar! the bar today has been decorated festively in honor of f&e's festival. there will be a guest list as you walk in, and only a limited amount of citizens can enter as an audience. a special room has been rented for your performance, so max it out and sing your hearts out~

☉ please keep your posts short! because we will have multiple people posting in this thread, it is important that we keep things going and still have some fun.

☉ there is an order for this thread! characters will go in the list that they signed up in. once you have posted, staff member will make a small NPC post and the character can go.

☉ keep the bashing limited, please /o/ while it may add a fight here and there, no one wants a big huge fight but no one said you couldn't fight so

☉ each character will have a chance to flaunt their singing skills! the characters will be able to choose their song, may perform with an instrument if they'd like, and show off. you may add lyrics to your post if you wish~

☉ once every character has posted once, STOP. an admin will come in and post once you are allowed to continue the thread. during this time, the staff will have gotten a winner from a randomizer and will private message the contestants as needed, so that they know how the rest of the thread will work out.

☉ a winner will be chosen with a randomizer~

☉ only the contestants of the event will be able to post in this thread!

• yuugamisora airi
  
• hachirou lanka
  
• cain pontellier
  
• takemura kazuo
  
• matsumoto chiharu
  
• ai chihiro
  
• fuyumine hikaru

[mama rea]

pop sensation yamanaka koharu was pumped for this event. to be chosen to mc and judge this event was a very big deal for her. she donned one of her most popular outfits with a holiday flair to it - a santa suit in her signature black and blue colors. her hair was tied off to the side and headphones covered her ears as she stood up on stage and happily introduced the singers in the contest.

"koharu here~! it's about time we start our contest, huh? let's give it up for airi, lanka, cain, kazuo, chiharu, chihiro and hikaru, everyone!" she exclaimed and motioned her hand for the singers to come up on stage.

"everyone here is going to sing you a song of their choice, and once everyone has gone, a winner will be chosen by me and my own special judges. the winner will receive a copy of my newest album, signed, and will have a song dedicated just for them!" she laughed and put on a grin for everyone.

"let's begin, shall we? up first we have yuugamisora airi-chan!"

[yuugamisora airi]

What was she doing here? It repeated itself in her mind, over and over, as she walked up the stage with 6 other people. Oohhh, and she was going to be the first one, wasn't she?

"let's begin, shall we? up first we have yuugamisora airi-chan!"

"Ah!" She was right! 'But there’s no sense in panicking now, Riri.' She thought to herself. 'Let's just get this over with already!' She straightened out her light blue dress and tried to arrange her hair a bit more, adjusting the little white flower Kai had given her earlier. Oh, if only her older brother was here right now... but he didn't know what she was doing. At least, as far as she knew he didn't. Though, he had been the one to make her come here... What if he was the one who signed her up?! Her knees shook, less than she thought it would have, however, and she gripped her microphone tightly. Wait, since when had she been holding a microphone? The music started (she already told them what song she was going to sing?!) --

"Hey, yeah... Hunoh~ Hoh..."

-- and the first line appeared on the screen. 3, 2, 1...

"Can I still believe in you?
fuan dakedo shinjiteitai no... mmm
kitto kore ga ai nan datte kienai mono nan datte
hajimete oshiete kureta hito dakara"

Yes, she wasn't shaking anymore!

"I'm not saying it's a promise yakusoku de wa nai
datte kotoba wa aimai deshou
motto tanjun na koto nanda aisarete ureshikute
tada aitai kara~"

Airi took a deep breath and shifted her position; she felt so stiff! Now, here comes the chorus...

"I'll be waiting!
wasurenai yo wasurenai yo
dakara kyou mo ano hi no you ni
matteru yo matteru yo
samishii kedo daijoubu
okaeritte tsuntsunde kure taattakai mune no kodou ga
kikoesoude missing you

Hooh... Oh~ Hoh..."

She sang the next half of the song feeling much more confident. After all, she'd finished the first part with only a couple of mistakes here and there that would probably, hopefully, go unnoticed... And then, it was over. The brunette sighed in relief. 'That was... actually quite fun! Maybe... I should do this more often...?' But she quickly dismissed the thought. She was probably the only one who enjoyed her performance... ah, but that didn't matter as long as she herself had fun, right? And so, Airi gave her biggest smile as she bowed, not caring about, or even noticing, the reaction of the audience in the room that day. She half-trotted off the stage and found her way to the table reserved for the contestants, as they were told earlier. She sat on one side, not wanting to see the stage straight on, and waited for the next contestant's performance.

[mama rea]

koharu clapped and seemed excited to have such a wonderful singer on stage already. she'll make it be in the industry someday~

the bluette smiled and offered airi a smile and spoke into her headset. "again, that was yuugamisora airi-chan, everyone! a cutie, right? the audience chuckled as she giggled and she turned her head behind her. "our next contestant is hachirou lanka! please come right up to the stage~"

well, let's see how he does, hm? koharu had nothing but a smile on her face.

[HACHIROU LANKA]

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[papa feedy]

Coughing into one hand, a young woman stumbled into the spot Yamanaka Koharu once vacated. "A-Ah, I'm sorry! Yamanaka-san went on a bit of a potty break, you see..." Glancing at the contestants nervously, the young woman wiped at the sweat beading across her forward.

"Could someone please turn down the heat? Thank you..." she mumbled, fidgeting. There was a an awkward silence for what seemed like forever. Mustering up her courage, she spoke into the mic, only to stop midway when a loud, screech sounded.

"Holyshit—I mean. The next contestant on stage will be Cain Pontellier! G-Ganbatte!"

[CAIN PONTELLIER]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border: 0px dotted][atrb=width,450,true] IF YOU'RE CUT, I'LL BLEED so go on, carve into your own heart, i could use a new scar or a brand new start Anxiety was nothing to Cain. He smiled and strived in the face of it because, really, what was there to be anxious for, exactly? Nothing at all. Just a game, a way to pass the time. And it showed in his languid gait to the microphone. Perhaps that was because he was not forced to perform in a language he could not speak fluently, nor hide the slight lilting trill in his voice. The rhythm of the song was imprinted in the mind, and every rolled ‘r’ and silent letter as natural as his alphabet. All was right in the world, as it always was. “Mélodie by Pep’s, s’il vous plait.” He rather liked the song, so why not, hm? With the faintest of smiles, he plucked the microphone from its stand and pulled it a bit closer to himself, the fingers of his other hand lightly tapping like a metronome to keep the time and the beat slowly filtering into his ears. Et pour un peu plus d’esprit Pour toi mélodie A la douceur et les fleurs de nos jeunes années Aux yeux tout ronds d’un môme qui brillent, à cet instantané A ta main et la mienne, violente, douce enlacées Dans les doutes et les pleurs, aux creux des joies entraînées Et ça va, ça vient, j’ te reviens dévasté Une fois de plus écœuré, écorché de ce monde entier Et pour un peu plus d’esprit Pour toi mélodie With each held note, he fell back on his heels a bit and waited to cut it off with the same enigmatic little smirk. French was a Frenchman’s game, and he played it well enough, that much was certain. And if only this once, he could give the slightest of nods of appreciation to his father’s never-ending streaming of this one song. It helped burn every change of pitch and tempo into his head, if only a little bit. Mais où sont passés ces rêves, nos rêves d’enfants Qui volaient en glaçons, sur nos volcans d’entan Sans perdre une seule goutte de leur innocence Sans se perdre en doute pour de futiles souffrances, une route Non des chemins, des doutes, Des doutes mon ami, Pour les forces de demain Et pour un peu plus d’esprit, Pour toi mélodie Aux couleurs de l’espoir Aux couleurs de la vie A la douceur de ton regard A toi qui me lis Aux couleurs de l’espoir Aux couleurs de la vie Et pour un peu plus d’esprit, Pour toi mélodie Ce n’est encore que des mots, Je n’ai pas trouvé mieux Ce n’est encore qu’un cri Dans un stade bien rempli Peut-être qu’une goutte d’eau... So far, so good, ne? He continued to lightly drum his fingertips against the microphone as he ran through the second half of the song, comfortably settled into his native tongue and the intonations therein as the guitar strummed and the cymbals crashed in the background. Et pour un peu plus d’esprit, Pour toi mélodie. The last note lingered just a moment longer than was particularly necessary, mainly for the effect, partially because, as anyone who'd ever seen Cain listen to music would know, he had the habit of getting somewhat lost in it. It was just one of a few subtle mistakes he made in his carelessness--a slight lag here, a bit of breathlessness during the third verse because he had forgotten how quickly one followed the other, but nothing too overtly out of place he would think. Familiarity helped, being a foreigner singing a foreign song wasn't all that bad either. And fuck it, he wasn't aspiring to quit his day job anyways. With a rather haughty smirk, the pale-haired youth flicked a slight wave to the adulating crowd and set the microphone back into its stand before padding off of the stage. ▪ COMMENTARY: /EFFORT. Yup, I'm lame. 8I Here's the song, enjoy?

[mama rea]

"sorry about that everyone! don't worry, koharu is back now~" well, that was embarrassing, having to go take a potty break in the midst of everything - well, stars had their flaws, right?

uwaaah, she looked towards cain as he left stage and gave him a golf-clap. "what a beautiful singer, ne? that was our cain pontellier, let's give him another round of applause! now..." she paused, looking to her clipboard and adjusted the headset on her head.

"it looks like we have... takemura kazuo-kun up next! let's give him a warm welcome!"

[TAKEMURA KAZUO]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style,border: 13px solid #FFFFFF; margin: -300px 0px 0px 70px; width: 450px; z-index: 1; position: relative; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 3px 5px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 3px 5px #888, bTable][atrb=style, padding: 10px 10px 10px 73px; background: #e8e5ff url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/iridescentjohn/Tarnishes%20Cycles/bg-circles.png); border: 1px dotted #ccbdcf;] SING IT FOR THE WORLD YEAH, YOU'VE GOT TO BE WHAT TOMORROW NEEDS The eldest Takemura brother was nothing but haughty as he made his way up the stage, crimson eyes so wickedly lit in a devil's mischief as he glanced out amongst the crowd through a sly side-glance. Oh, the others before him had sung admirably. Cain, of course, had offered such a delightful French spin to this Japanese affair. Admittedly, Kazuo had enjoyed listening to the way his pale companion had adorned the place in such an appeasing tone of voice. Leave it to a Frenchman to have a crowd swooning, hm? But the suave, dark-haired host did not seem daunted. After all, he sought no triumph in the prize... but in the game itself. Where others had introduced the title of their song, Kazuo was deceptively quiet. He just inclined his head briefly toward the audience, as one might administer a well-mannered bow. With that, he took to the white piano that was poised so perfectly on the small stage. The point of karaoke may have been to sing from lines shown on a screen, but Kazuo had always been one to delight in what was considered unexpected. Besides, he felt that the song he'd picked would sound so lovely in a piano adaption. So, after breathing a soft sigh and letting his fingertips caress over the ivory keys, he set them into motion. The grin on his face softened as his expression turned into one of mock sentimentality, as though this was a song that touched his twisted little heart. His eyelids even fluttered closed for a moment in melodramatic appreciation of the tune his fingers drew from the keys. Oh, yes. This was a song that cut right through to the soul. Such splendor, such grandeur... "We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I A full commitment's what I'm thinking of You wouldn't get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand" Briefly, there may have been a sliver of an impish gleam in his eyes; the barest trace of a smirk caught in his adoring smile. But then it resumed the expression of heart-felt emotion that he portrayed flawlessly. The boy could act, that much was certain. And wasn't this all about putting on a show? Ah, yes. The chorus... "Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you." The young pianist certainly wasn't shy about flaunting his skills with the instrument he mastered with dexterous fingers. He would occasionally gesture to the crowd, though, and let one hand draw out the tune for a second or two. Some were points with an index finger, others were brief, flourishing sweeps to encourage emotion. He even winked at a girl seated near the foot of the stage, then tossed his hair back to continue with his singing. The cunning Cheshire Cat did manage another slight grin to himself when he leaned closer to the microphone hung over the keys that he continued to dance his fingers across. "We've known each other for so long Your heart's been aching but You're too shy to say it Inside we both know what's been going on We know the game and we're gonna play it And if you ask me how I'm feeling Don't tell me you're too blind to see Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you." And the song continued. Oh, what emotion Kazuo put in his performance! He'd let one of his hands clutch at his chest a few times to suggest that the song was had met with the very core of his soul. This, of course, made his singing all the more involved in the song; all the more passionate and full of life. It continued this way until he finally found his way to the end of it, body swaying actively to the tune as any good performer might when engulfed in such a moving melody. Sure, actually partaking in the conventional sense of karaoke might have left more room for dancing, but this had been worth it. "Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.~" He let the final note hang in the air. Then, the pianist took a moment or two staring at the keys, like a great artist who was trying to collect himself after sorting through strong sensations of inspiration. His body finally turned on the bench in a languid swing of his hips and he rose to his feet with a contented sigh. He bowed at the waist this time, as he did with all his formal concerts, then stood and blew a kiss to the audience before making his way off the stage. I'm awesome. Sure, Kazuo wasn't a professional singer, so it might not have been perfect, but that had never been the intention. This cat did not seek to snag the mouse in its claws, merely entertaining the idea of watching them squirm in confusion. Yes, the game was more satisfying than the prize. This time, anyway. So the troll young musician returned to his seat, lips drawn into a content smile. Job well done.

[atrb=style, background: #ffffff; color: 696969; font-family: Georgia; padding: 0px 5px]TAGGED ● karaokeeeee contest NOTES ● just got rick roll'd. oh, and piano version. 8u TEMPLATE ● jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC