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"Well I know that now - but honestly, can you blame me? Any live version of any song is a collaborative effort, with little exception. Hell, only one I can think of right now is [Blackbird]."
"I think it's been going pretty well. We tested the waters while New Dawn went in. So we're planning on going that little bit further in. Appeal to emotions, change things up more than just the style - I'm singing next."
"Sick, thank you! .. Are you sure you don't like, want anything for it? I realize offering a favor is kind of a loaded proposal, but still..."
Daydre is trying (and succeeding.. for the most part) to keep up with the others.
"Why is that noise familiar? Heatran.. OH, WAIT"
Sounds like I arrived just in time.
"I would have to agree, kinda right at the second act. Or, the intermission, rather, so there's time enough to get a drink. Tip your server," she said jokingly.
Here I am, to play out the gym challenge as discussed yesterday evening. I read on the wiki that gym leader's teams scale upward with the competency of the challenger. Seeing as "Shaun's made a name for himself," it seems like Milo would utilize something akin to a Champion Cup rematch team. Also, if I'm not mistaken, that team seems not to have any Dynamaxing capabilities. Is this correct? If not, please DM me and I shall make any necessary edits. And apologies for the short post.
EDIT: I seem to have fallen ill. I'm going to attempt to sleep it off but unfortunately I will be absent for the next few hours.
Milo takes the mockery like a pro and laughs it off.
Milo: "We'll see how well that confidence is rooted after we plow through you! Go, Shiftry!"
With a Pokeball deployment and a thud the menacing Shiftry hit the ground of the arena. He glares at Shaun and is clearly itching to fight.
The crowd is, to put it in a word, "hyped".
Edited by arishipshape on Feb 21st 2020 at 11:44:03 AM
Kim: "Ah, as in [The Beatles]. Funny you should say that; that's Paul's favorite song by them." (She looks towards the stage.) "Anyways... I suppose I might as well prepare Ian for DLBIA. Farewell, Rever. Thank you for the talk."
(She goes up on stage.)
Kim: "Alright, Ian... DLBIA is up next. I'll need you to get on the drums for this one."
CW: Anyone who doesn't like RENT.
The fellas from the Geo Soc chorus arrived from Galar not long after. You'd think they'd be jetlagged, but they're not.
The darkened stage opened up to a group of individuals in 90s bohemian garb from a certain [Broadway] musical. Opposite them is Tommy Petersen, still dressed in his usual plaid but wearing an apron. He paces nervously and quickly (which oddly suits him), as if to confront the bohemians.
Tommy: No, please no. Not tonight, please no. Mister, can't you go? Not tonight, can't have a scene!
Tommy tries to shunt them away as they approach.
Tommy: Go, please go. You — Hello, sir! — I said no. Important customer.
Anthony: What am I? Just a blur?
Tommy: You sit all night! You never buy!
Anthony, indignant: That's a lie! that's a lie! I had a tea the other day
Tommy, with a condescending expression: You couldn't pay.
Anthony: Oh, yeah.
Jonathan walks in with a douchey swagger. Thanks to his vaguely vintage yet stylish-looking suit, he looked almost unrecognizable. He looked the part of a wealthy, pompous Chad. Adrian points to him.
Adrian: Benjamin Coffin III? Here?
Tommy: Oh no...
Hipster Chorus: Wine and Beer!
Emerging from the crowd is the fabulous Jane Stacy, walking in a sensual manner. She points venomously at Jon.
Jane: The Enemy of Avenue A.
She then turns around and flirtatiously taps at Tommy. Adrian's husband Lars, dressed in Santa drag, briefly flashed a pile of prop bills at him not long after.
Jane: We'll stay.
Tommy, flustered: Oy Vey.
Adrian, with William in a flirtatious embrace: What brings a mogul in his own mind to the Life Cafe?
Jonathan does a douchey, mocking gesture. Again, he made it seem so believable. He addresses the audience.
Jonathan: I would like to propose a toast to Maureen's noble try!
He turns around and approaches Jane, almost returning a gaze for when the jerk gloats at a tsundere in a cliché Kantonian anime. Jane shoots back with an over-the-top disgusted gaze.
Jonathan: It went well.
Jane: Go to hell!
Jane flips him off. Jon paces away and addresses the greater crowd of singers.
Jonathan: Was the yuppie scum stomped? Not counting the homeless, how many tickets weren't comped?
Shutter: Why did Muffy—
Shutter: —miss the show?
Jonathan: There was a death in the family, if you must know.
Lars, guiltily: ...who died?
Jonathan: Our Makuhita.
The Crowd: Evita.
Jon turns around and spots Flash, who was dressed in an outfit slightly skimpier than the others. She was also wearing fishnet stockings and high heels.
Jonathan: Mimi, I'm surprised. A bright and charming girl like you hangs out with these slackers who don't adhere to deals. They make fun, yet I am the one attempting to do some good. But do you really want a neighborhood where people piss on your stoop every night. [Bohemia]! [Bohemia]! It's a fallacy in your heads!
Jonathan: This is [Calcutta]. [Bohemia] is dead.
Jon walks away across the stage with Dr. Williams acting as an extra. An exasperated Tommy follows him, gesturing like he's ready to take orders. The spotlight shines on Anthony, who is standing on one of the other tables.
Anthony: Dearly beloved, we've gathered here to say our goodbyes.
He crosses his arms together in a death pose while Shutter and Adrian begin chanting, dies irae, dies ira, kyrie eleison, yitgadal veyitkadash...
Anthony: Here she lies! No one knew her worth. The late, great daughter of Mother Earth. On this night where we celebrate the birth in that little town of [Bethlehem]. We raise our glass—you bet your ass to... La Vie [Bohème]''.
Catchy music plays as the seated cast members start doing that shoulder shake thing while chanting La Vie [Bohème].
Anthony: To days of inspiration, playing hooky, making something out of nothing, the need to express—to communicate. To going against the grain... going insane, going mad! To loving tension, no pension. To more than one dimension. To starving for attention, hating convention, hating pretension. Not to mention, of course hating dear old Mom and Daaaaaaad.
Anthony starts marching on the table while the rest of the cast continues to move their shoulders to the beat.
Anthony: To riding your bike midday past the three-piece suits, to fruits, to no absolutes. To [Absolut]. To choice. To The Village Voice. To any passing fad!To being an us, for once... instead of a theeeeeem.
Chorus: La Vie [Bohème]!
Ms. Montalban arrives, frazzled, and dressed in a suit. Jane shares a flirtatious gesture to her.
Jane: Is the equipment in a pyramid?
Montalban: Yes, Maureen.
Jane: The mixer doesn't have a case? Don't give me that face?
They have an on-stage kiss. Dr. Williams, also in a suit, clears his throat.
Jane: Hey Mister. She's my sister.
A haggard Tommy runs in taking the large cast's orders.
Tommy, running: So that's five miso soups, four seaweed salads, three soy burgers, two tofu dog platters, and one pasta with meatless balls?
Adrian: It tastes the same.
Flash: If you close your eyes.
Tommy: And thirteen orders of fries. Is that in here?
Chorus, Suddenly SHOUTING!: WINE AND BEER!
Thank you, Jonathan Larson.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Mar 24th 2020 at 6:41:41 PM
Me: I'm on it!
-Ian then heads backstage to get ready.-
Me: <I...de...o...lo...gies? What are those?>
Kim: "And I will go and get ready as well."
(She goes backstage, where Kaylan is standing in front of an extremely short microphone. He appears slightly nervous.)
Kim: "Alright, Kaylan... you ready to perform? We'll be on soon."
Kaylan: (looks around the room) <O-oh... I think so...>
Kim: (suddenly picking up on Kaylan's nervousness) "Kaylan?" (She kneels down to his level and starts petting his shell.) "Are you alright?"
Kaylan: <I-I'm fine... I mean, I've practiced the song and I'm pretty sure I know all the lyrics, it's just... well, my voice is...>
Kim: (concerned) "Your voice is what?"
Kaylan: <It... it's squeaky... and sounds nervous all the time... even though I'm actually not... I mean, I get that projection is important, but I... I don't know if Rev-> (He shakes his head.) <I don't know if Colton will be able to hear what I'm saying. I don't know if anyone will be able to hear what I'm saying.>
(He looks down, nervously shifting his foot, before staring back up at his Trainer and asking:)
Kaylan: (nervous) <Kim... what if... what if I don't sound good? What if Pent and Colton... what if they hate how I sound?>
(Kim smiles warmly and begins gently petting Kaylan's shell.)
Kim: "Kaylan... of course you'll sound good. I'm sure that Rever and Fivesides won't hate your singing voice. Besides, it's [Don't Look Back in Anger]. If anything, I'd say your voice fits the song very well."
Kim: "Really. I heard you, remember?"
Kaylan: <But... what about [Headlong Flight]?>
Kim: "I wouldn't worry too much about that, either. You're only going to get a few lines in that song anyways."
(And then, all of a sudden, she hears someone:)
Paul: "Alright! We're ready!"
Dio: "Let's give them the time of our LIVES—!"
Kim: (smiling) "Oh, looks like we're on." (She turns to Ian.) "Ian? You ready?"
Channah: -approaches Tagg, holding a Toxel of her own- Aren't these guys cute?
Ianto the male Toxel: -yawns-
Channah: Ooh, tingly hands.
Me: Heheheh! I was born ready, Kim!
-Royal keeps running-
Gaius: Ha ha. Wait, is it actually-
-runs a finger over the Milcery and puts the finger in its mouth-
...Oh that is sweet. Real sweet. So sweet it could give you a cavity. I know! This little guy's name is Cavity!
Merlin: Doesn't feel right charging people with actual gender identity problems.
Dr. Multimom: Yep! Being a crazy cat lady is too mainstream so I went with dogs instead.
Bolthund: <I... Hope.> -coughs-
-Julius and Ishtar are here, waiting-
Edited by Umbramatic on Feb 21st 2020 at 4:59:10 AM
Kim: "Alright, then." (she turns to Kaylan) "You ready?"
(Kaylan looks down at his feet before putting on a brave face and nodding over at Kim with determination.)
(She turns and walks backstage, while Dio, Paul and Ian get themselves ready. Kaylan, meanwhile, takes a breath— and then the curtains open. Colton is standing directly in front of Kaylan, in the audience, along with Ammy and Pentigan, as well as all of Kim's other Pokemon save for Joel and Sinatra, both of whom are still backstage. Kaylan blinks, then looks around nervously while the lights come up once again.)
Kaylan: (to Kim) <...Am I on yet?>
(He gets his answer mere seconds later, when Paul and Dio start up their respective instruments, playing the opening notes of [Oasis]' DLBIA.)
Kaylan: <Oh... oh... wait... a-am I on?>
(He turns to face Kim, who promptly flashes him a thumbs-up.)
Kaylan: <I'm on?>
(He turns to face the audience, still slightly nervous.)
Kaylan: <O-okay, then... um...>
-Ian nods then start drumming the beat of DLBIA on time.-
PMD-B Group A
Me: <I don't know.>
Violet: Uh, well I guess they're yours so you can name it whatever... I mean it's a great name!
Roger the meowstic: <Aww, so cute!>
Paula: I don't think karmic punishment's gonna happen with you ripping me out of the Metaverse again, hate to say. All that's really gonna do is cause more problems for Rose.
Outlaw: Besides, as far as I'm concerned, I've dealt with her already! She's a part of me again, and I'm gonna deal with the consequences once the rest of my memories straighten themselves out!
-As the group makes their way into the foyer, they become painfully aware of the location of the previous fight relative to their current position. The path to the front doorway has caved in, and what remains of the floor is in flames.-
Outlaw: Ah, shit. We could get out from the balcony on the second floor, but then we're a story high when we make it outside. Any other ideas?
-Another pressurized-steam sound echoes through the hallway the party just came out of.-
Outlaw: Quickly, if you've got 'em!
Ariadne: <I can have Arachne make us gliders with her silk and then we can glide out the window!>
-To Channah, jokingly-
That might just be the poison.
Hendrix: -Looks up at me, expecting to be held-
"Welp. Can't fault me for at least trying, though I get the feeling that leaving her in a collapsing palace is a bad idea," Silas admitted.
Anthem: <Can't we just use the App to leave? We'd just end up in like... The foyer of the old base but at least it isn't on fire!>
... I don't know if that works or not.
/Duck/: <Possible. Though I have a lingering and terrible thought. Despite how this universe twists monification bombs as a substitute for the nuclear option... Nevermind.>
Alright. I'll grab something light and see what you guys can do.
Channah: Is this what ASMR feels like
Ianto: -waggles his arms in Hendrix's direction-
"To be fair, we can't neglect the Dreamers - we went first round 1, it's fair they go first round 2," she reasoned.
"Stone staircase from Mercury," Rage and Love offered.
-Holds Hendrix... with gloves-
That's a good tingling, Toxel tingling is more a bad one.
Hendrix: -Just stares back-
Channah: Well I kind of like it. 'S like when I pet Basil. -hugs Ianto, who hugs back-
Ianto: -opens his mouth- <Mummy!>
Channah: -pulls back- ?
Ianto: <Mummy. Mummy!> -looks around, then looks at Tagg- <Da!>
Channah: Welp. Should we head to the next town?
Ever: I mean, I was going to make a joke about my own moral compass, but let's face it, my record's pretty unchallenged.
Also I would like to pet your Espurr. Eph's off doing gods-know-what—
Ephemera: -Xatu? N Pidgey-
Merle: <Yes, but you're the only one of us with a sense of smell.>
Merle: <Skoll really lacks a penchant for nonsense.>
Merle: <Too reckless.>
Ephemera: -Dunsparce. Salamence. Leafeon. Umbreon. Absol. Heliolisk. Sceptile. Delphox. Kommo-o-
Merle: <...Well, we've got you here.>
Narrow: <Besides, we need a particular balance of "has a head on their shoulders" and "up for wacky hijinks" that the average mon really doesn't have.>
Ephemera: -Y Oricorio?-
Merle: <Don't take it personally.>
Merle: <Come on.>
Merle: <She's tough to get a hold of.>
Ever: —but I'm sure it's fulfilling.
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