Good morning, Cadelle. As you wake from what should have been a restful night's sleep, you'll start to notice a tickle in your throat, the kind that feels like you might be able to cough it away, or in a worst case scenario, swallow down with a few gulps of water. However, no matter how many glasses of dihydrogen monoxide you tip back or how many times you try to clear your throat, that lingering feeling remains. It's a good thing most people are quiet when they first wake...
By the time you've had your first cup of caffeinated beverage of choice and feel up to interacting with other people — which, depending on your personal preferences might be mid-morning or perhaps late afternoon — you might notice that the tickle has gotten considerably worse. It's more insistent, like an itch begging to be scratched or a grey hair just demanding to be plucked away, and every minute it's ignored only aggravates it more. So, eventually, you'll give in. You'll open your mouth to say something, only to realize you're not saying anything at all.
▸ Maybe it's time for your coffee break...
▸ Or perhaps a kinder good morning is the way to start your day.
▸ Or, just possibly, you might greet the day with a question. What is this feeling, you might ask...
But whether you're expecting caffeine or kind greetings or even just answers from your own personal AI, song is probably the last thing on the list of possibilities. Unfortunately, it's also your reality. Try not to panic too much — after all, characters in crisis often have the most dramatic solos.
It may put your mind — or maybe just your pride — at ease to realize that it's not you who's been blessed by the angel of music. In fact, it seems the whole city is affected — everyone from the shopkeepers to your neighbors seem to be singing, and for once, it appears nobody's off-key. (Talk about a blessing.)
So, while it may not be your ideal method of communication, you'll just have to take it like a man... at least for now. Who knows? Maybe you'll even start to like it. Pull up a chair, get comfortable, find someone to chat to, pick a little, talk a little. But whatever you do, don't try to resist it, because... well, you know.
You can't stop the beat!
How did all this come to be? Well, we're sure you're familiar with the age-old tale of the little mermaid — but, just in case, we'll give you a quick tl;dr. Mermaid girl wants legs, trades her voice in a sketchy back-alley deal with a sea witch of questionable allegiance, and has to mack on a dude of her choice or give up her bodily autonomy. Totally normal kids' fare.
What does that have to do with Cadelle? Maybe you're familiar with the redheaded girl who lives in the bright pink house? Yeah, that's Clary, our own little mermaid, who stuck around in a magical pool so long that she needed the help of the Energem to un-mermaid herself. Unfortunately, she didn't wish quite clearly enough, so the wish stone got more of the Disney movie musical vibe than any ideas of redheads with legs. Not that Clary didn't get her legs. She did, obviously, but she also accidentally bequeathed the entire city with this great gift of song.
We know, you're excited. Feel free to send her your thanks. Singing telegrams are always in fashion!
Of course, characters are unlikely to know the hows and whys of this particular event. Unless they ask Clary herself, they'll only know that they've woken up feeling unable to resist the urge to sing their hearts out. Those that resist will only suffer until they give in, with a sore throat and thick tongue that demands to be treated, and relief will only come from the first notes of song.
As far as song choices are concerned, feel free to play this in any way that strikes your fancy! We chose Broadway mostly because two thirds of your mod team has extremely niche interests, but you're welcome to choose popular music, your favorite Disney classics, a retro r&b or rap beat, or maybe even some original lyrics of your very own. This could be your chance to blossom into the next Lin-Manuel Miranda!
If you have any further questions specific to this event, we encourage you to ask away on our QUESTIONS COMMENT here in this post. If you have general questions, or prefer a more private venue, our GENERAL INBOX (and SCREENED INBOX) is always available for you. In addition, if you've got an idea for a future event, feel free to drop us a line at our EVENTS SUGGESTION POST.
Have fun, and don't forget — sing from your diaphragm, please! No breathy solos! |
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cuddlecity2018-03-01 10:29 am
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he breathes a sigh of relief when the only sound that greets him when the car starts is the rumbling of the engine. no music. no singing. just the pleasant purring that he could recognize even in his sleep.
unlike their last car ride though, he takes them toward criminales. figuring that the dive bar won't be filled with the song and dance numbers that have plagued them both thus far.
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Only when they're there does he put out the cigarette under his heel, feeling himself dragging towards wanting to sing again, even though he hates it.]
Let me know what'll break you, let me know what to pay you.
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if robbie had been hoping for anything more than a respite from the singing, he'd surely be doomed as vasquez apparently feels the call to song after he's put the cigarette out with a swift crush of his boot.
he offers the nonchalant shrug of his shoulders in reply to the other man's singing, pulling the door to the bar open and holding it open until vasquez enters.
criminales is a smattering of people of all shapes and sizes with thing in common this afternoon. they love to drink. okay maybe two things for some, namely that they're either glaring or singing along to the music blaring from the corner.
the song is decidedly appropriate, which is why he joins in on the drunken singing. but damn if he wouldn't kill for a drink to distract him.]
I said no, no, you don't owe me; no, no sure don't owe me a thing
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And maybe if he gets so drunk, he might keep singing, but he won't care anymore. When the bartender returns, Vasquez keeps staring at him until those singles turn to doubles, which is the only relief about this day so far.]