02. tunes & moves

[sleepwalked]

[A: the record store / action / PREVIOUS THREADERS]

[ For anyone she has spoken with about parties, she was waiting for them to show up. She saw them around a few times and decided to finally throw an offer of meeting up at the local record store.

She was planning on finding a nice selection of music for a party she hopefully would be able to work into her not-busy schedule. Her day-planner was 365 pages of empty. Roxy was simply flipping through the selection, waiting anxiously because jesus fuck, anything was better than playing hopscotch with the neighbors kids again. ]

[B: the record store / action / STRANGERS WELCOMED]

[ For any people Roxy hadn't spoken to about a party, she was just a normal blonde girl busying herself while looking through the stacks of records. She doesn't stand out much; her blond hair in loose curls and only a striped scarf abnormally hanging from her neck. It wasn't until she would speak up in disbelief, rolling her eyes in an annoyed fashion. ]

Does anyone know where the hell some sweet tunes are? Don't know if I'm blind or missing the non-stupid section. I doubt 'The Andrew Sisters' are dropping the base or anything like that.

[C: burger bonaza / action / STRANGERS WELCOMED]

[ What she wouldn't give for something cooked! Scrounging up her lunch money, she threw away the silly ham and cheese sandwiches for a chance at something good. Something American, like she read in those shitty novels her Mother wrote. A double quarter pounder with cheese was non-existent, but a Big Bonzo Burger was.

Too bad that Roxy found herself in the place was full of people on a Saturday night. She was bumping into people left and right while waiting for a table to become available. If this was what the low-class place was like, she could only imagine how roomy the snobby lounges were. ]

Comments

Action B because I don't think she mentioned parties to her haha

[est33medpouncellor]

What's Nepeta doing in the music store? WHO KNOWS. Potentially looking for something to cheer someone she knows up actually, or maybe she just spotted Roxy through the window!

Either way, what better way to greet a friend than a shout from BEHIND-

"HIIIII~" At least it wasn't a pounce greeting. She's not really sure how a human body would take THAT. (Especially since the usual receiving end is Equius, and he's STRONG.)

OH POOP I SHOULD BE A BIT MORE UNSPECIFIC...

[sleepwalked]

[ Back to the rows of records, flicking through them like she was looking through Janey's porn folder out of boredom.

And then. She jumps, still jumping a bit. ]

JFC, do you just do that to everyone or am I just special?!

[ Her hand on her chest as she caught her breath a bit. Well, she did ask for someone's attention, she just didn't think it would be ...oh god the most adorable troll-turned-human ever. ]

Hey, Nep. What's good?

THAT IS OKAY. IT WORKS ANYWAY. xD

[est33medpouncellor]

"H33h33~ I didn't know if you'd like a pounce gr33ting, and I don't think the store purrson would like it either, so I thought I could just shout instead..!~"

A little more laughter and she calms down somewhat, smile still firmly in place. "I found a bunch of paint at school to use..!~ It was a lot easier find than at home..! I've b33n drawing like you wouldn't believe..!~" And also shipping walls.

SHIPPING SHIPPING SHIPPING- Other stuff happened too but Roxy doesn't need to know any sad bits she doesn't think.

[sleepwalked]

I am quite new to the whole pounce greeting and I am sure you don't want to be the one to take my innocence on that. Or do you, you frisky feline?

[ Her sarcasm was a bit off, but she giggles a bit afterwards to show she wasn't seriously implying anything. ]

Oh, really? That's cool. I tried to snatch some paint but they said someone took their stock. Guessssss it was you.

[ Or was she just teasing? Either way, she looked down at the album she had in her hand, something about being as cool as a cat and ironically had someone who looked like Nepeta with little kitty ears on. She doesn't mention it, but Dirk's little irony seems to be rubbing off on her. ]

Are you in some art club or something?

C

[corrodes]

[Normally Handmaid cooked her own food, but occasionally she ate out if only for a small change of scenery. Even as a troll the drones ignored her as if she were human as they were; she wasn't, therefore, even paying attention to the people around her until she found someone bumping into her.]

Watch where you're going.

[The tone is mildly annoyed, but nothing more than that. She's not sure if she's talking to a drone or not.]

[sleepwalked]

[ Cue her second week and she was already being rude as hell to people. Not a good impression, Roxy. Yet, she withdraws her elbow after presumably smashing it against someone. ]

I will. I'll watch as I'm dominoed into other people. Sorry, but unless you wanna tell -- [ And a push by some grandma getting her mcnuggies and double cheeseburger for her grandkids ] oof, these assholes to cut it out, not much I can do.

[ Pause. ]

I'm shakin' like a tree over here with these people.

[corrodes]

[Handmaid gives Roxy and the people around her equally apathetic looks, but really she's considering the situation. Well, there are mostly only drones here. She shoves some out of the way and ignores their mild reprimands.]

They're not difficult to deal with.

[sleepwalked]

[ Roxy can't help but watch and feel a bit intimidated. Jeez, did she have a deathwish? ]

Yeah, not if you're immune to brain slushies. Unfortunately, I'd like to not cause trouble, for once. I'm using my noggin to be a polite lil' girl until I can try and get the hell out of -- [ Pushed again and she'd nudge back, just as Handmaid had. ] this shit.

C

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Speaking of tables, there's a guy over here standing on top of a table, a hand over his eyes as if scouting some distant far off land. Otherwise known as the counter.]

My! I am adrift in an ocean of covetous consumers!

[sleepwalked]

[ Woah, look at this badass over here. Just standing proud on a table. ]

You're not the only one. Throw me a life preserver, unless the shit you're standing on is like the Titanic.

[ She was still focused on the counters, waiting for her order to come off, so she was just idly chit-chatting. ]

[monk_of_keyfu]

[Key-Fu takes that literally. His head snaps to the side for a beat, then he looks the other way just as quickly.]

Alas, the dougnuts of deliverance are nowhere to be found!

[sleepwalked]

Huh, what? Oh. Yeah, they probably already ate 'em for an appetizer.

[ Push shove, jeez you'd think 99Cent burgers would be worth a WAIT, but nope. ]

Do you see land good sir? I am so stupid why the fuck am I going along with this...

b

[echoing_sutras]

-In what was no doubt annoying and scaring the few drones around, Kyouko had brought in a record of her own, and played it VERY LOUDLY, singing along and jumping onto one of the tables like the little hellraiser no one knew she was.-

[sleepwalked]

[ Normally, she'd be crying because of headaches but as of being sober for a week or two, she didn't mind the sound. She walks up quickly though and watched the sight. Only calling out loudly. ]

DO YOU THINK IT'S LOUD ENOUGH??
TRY AND BLOW THE WINDOWS OUT OF THE STORE, 'KAY?

[echoing_sutras]

Oh. I can do that.

-And taking a deep breath, she makes a stance as if to scream, but instead of her voice, it's the sound of the record... magnified to such a degree that everything in the building starts rattling.-

1/2

[sleepwalked]

 

Action ; A

[balzams]

[Despite the fact he kept telling her that he didn't like parties she did agree to help him out with home brewing. Latvia figured it was the least he could do to return the favour]

Good Morning. I didn't keep you waiting, did I?

[sleepwalked]

[ She wouldn't force him, she just wanted some groovy tunes. People said groove, right? She spins when she hears a semi-familiar voice. Pushing her messy bangs from her vision, she gave a nod. ]

Two fuckin' hours, dork.

[ Pause, she waves him off before setting the records down. ]

Just kidding. Ten minutes isn't anything, really. Good mornin' to you too.

[balzams]

[He gives a sigh of relief]

You had me worried there for a second.

So what was it you needed help with?

b

[cullscuttlefish]

[Feferi's looking in a stack not too far away.]

Not here, I don't think. There's a guy named Quinn who DJs at the big dances, though. Maybe ask him?

[sleepwalked]

Hm. Quinn.

[ Roxy chewed the thought. ]

Maybe. I need some good stuff for something I'm planning and these discs just aren't cutting it.

[ She flashes a small smirk. ]

Thanks, didn't even know you were over here. Place seems pretty dead besides.

[cullscuttlefish]

Yeah. I don't know his last name, but he does that DJ thing. If anyone would know, he would.

[Feferi smiles back.]

The town, you mean? Yeah, it's a pretty dead place most of the time. When it's not doing something meant to kill everyguppy, anyway.

B

[truffulacide]

[much like finding a diamond underneath a pile of rotten fertilizer, there are a few places in town that Once-ler has decided are okay; not great or anything, but okay enough to warrant a visit. as far as he knows, the record store is as good as it's going get here insofar as finding a shop that caters to one of his chief interests.

it's just such a shame that most of the music sold here is awful. he looks up at Roxy from his corner of the store, having been right in the middle of thumbing through a stack of records.]

Whoever they are, they sound a lot more fun than - [he glances down at the album he's currently holding.] ..."The Big Bopper"? Euuugh. Sounds like a cheeseburger.

late im late on a very important date!!!!!!!

[sleepwalked]

[ There were some nice rock tunes that sounded like something she'd catch on AOL.com or whatever archive files she could access back home. It was ... quaint, but she needed something jamming. ]

Mmmmmmmmmmmm. I could totally go for a cheeseburger right now.

[ Too bad it would be packed, Roxy. For now, stay here and keep away from the crowds. ]

But, yeah, I don't exactly know why they all call these in the "HOT 100" section. They're as hot as my Mom's panties. Nothing's more frigid than that.

[ She shrugs, taking a step towards the Once-ler, in which, she had the pleasure of randomly being in the same place at the same time with. She flips through the records some more. ]

Do you think there's really some hidden treasure here? Like a legit Elvis album or something cool?

[truffulacide]

Me too. It's just going to be one of those days where everything reminds me of food. [he picks up another album and slides the record out.] See this? It's already reminding of me a doughnut.

Ouch. [well, that's just rude. he's sure Mama Roxy or whatever the heck her name is can't be that bad. look at who her daughter is.] Maybe there was, but with our luck I bet they're all sold out. It still wouldn't hurt to keep looking.