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𝓛𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽 ([personal profile] perfectdevil) wrote in [community profile] citylogs2023-10-04 06:38 pm

[open] a birthday celebration

WHO: lestat & all of you~
WHAT: lestat is hosting a party for a certain someone's birthday!
WHERE: a bistro in district 3
WHEN: october 4th
WARNINGS: N/A so far. will update as needed!



[ In the early morning hours of the 4th of October, a photograph of a handwritten notice goes up on the network. It’s in flowery but surprisingly legible script, as if he’s learnt to create letters purely by reading them and has jumbled together an amalgamation of different typefaces to make each letter he writes as interesting as possible. The details are as follows: ]
This is an invitation to any and all, to attend a soirée this evening, in celebration of my companion’s birthday.

I’ve attached a photograph of the location; a fashionable little bistro highly recommended to me by someone who clearly knows a thing or two about style. Festivities start at 6 o’clock this evening, though you are more than welcome to be fashionably late. We will go until sunrise. The dress code is: eye-catching.

There will be food, there will be wine, there will be merriment. Games, dancing, live music. Who amongst you could turn their nose up at a free bar and the chance to boogie? I know that technically this entire place is a free bar, what with the distinct lack of economy, but I’ve acquired the assistance of a bartender, just to tempt you…

And, failing all else, there’s the certainty of stunning conversation - and isn’t that something that we all can enjoy, even those of us who don’t groove with the party scene?

Be there, or be square.


xoxo
[ Some of you might remember him posting asking for help planning this little get together, and it’s going ahead with all of Lestat’s best intentions for a night to remember. Whether you know him or don’t (and haven’t been put off by his hip use of old slang he still thinks makes him sound cool) you’ll be welcomed to the festivities with open arms and a warm, sharp smile.

Come on down, don’t be shy. Have a little dance with the devil. ]


The Bar[ Gleaming in hard wood painted a stunning chic black, the bar is the first thing to delight your eyes with upon entering the bistro. Bottles line the back wall, shining in the low amber lights, and so too the bottles lined up in front as your gracious bartender for the evening, Daan, sets up shop. Perhaps you have a drink in mind, or would like him to surprise you (with varying results), or maybe you’re here for the crowd gathered around and chatting amicably as they nurse their chosen poison.

Lestat himself has taken up prime position there, often with a rather steadfast arm around Louis, whose expression isn’t exactly dour but isn’t particularly placid, either. He gives off the very clear expression of someone who’s been tricked into coming here under false pretences. Probably because Lestat had been positively evasive of even mentioning the B word (birthday) all evening, even going as far as to ignore completely any mention of Louis discovering his plotting before tonight… though whether that be from embarrassment over failing to make his post private despite Armand’s very clear instructions, or simply down to his impish nature, isn’t clear.

What is clear, is that Lestat is having a lovely time in wonderful company, and is a veritable font of energy. He’s usually pretty upbeat, of course, but tonight there’s a particular vigour about him that is clearly different, though not in a strictly bad way. When he’s not hanging off Louis’ side or parading him around to introduce him to people he hasn't met yet, Lestat is leaning over the bar to watch Daan work, or perhaps butting into a nearby conversation or starting a fresh one up with someone looking a little too quiet. ]

The Stage & Dancefloor[ Great care and attention has been made to stagger the assortment of tables in the room so that each one has a perfect view of the man-made stage and its attached square of space serving as a dance floor. It’s nothing more than a few flat platforms on which the players can stand along with a wall of lined up instruments and some speakers Lestat found at the music store in the mall, but it’s unmistakably the intended highlight of the evening's entertainment.

A dark blue electric guitar beside an acoustic one, a simple spruce violin, a small drum set, a standing keyboard and three microphones is his haul, and they are left available for anyone who'd like to jam. If Lestat sees you looking with the barest hint of interest, even if there is not a single musical bone in your body, if he will pull you over to try something out - what better way to learn than in a room full of people watching you? :)

Toward the middle of the evening, Lestat will take Louis' hands in his own and kiss them, and then kiss him, and leave to climb up onto the stage himself. He’s dressed in a burgundy corduroy jacket over a crisp black shirt; the collar undone to reveal a host of twisted chains at his throat, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his wrists and fingers adorned with similar finery. Tight leather pants, and black boots with a red sole. His nails are painted black, and there’s a smudge of dark red around his eyes, which makes the pale silver-blue of them look almost eerie in the spotlight. (Well, he did say eye-catching was the dress code.)

He’ll take the microphone, lift the electric guitar into his arms and begins to play, and to sing. It’s a cover arrangement, of course, as anyone who enjoys 70s rock music will be able to tell.. but he sings it well, with a practised and enchanting stage presence that is hard to look away from; snaking hips, spectacular crowd work. No, it’s not his vampiric thrall (probably), it’s just that Lestat really was born to perform and he knows it.

He also picks out another song to play a little later on, assuring the crowd very loudly that they must keep this song's existence a complete secret and then "accidentally" name-dropping Steve Tyler as the guy he was jamming with when the song was created. ]

Party Games[ Lestat has assigned a little space toward the back of the room and has littered the tables with a handful of silly party games, packages of cards, even a small set of plastic chips for gambling (though what exactly the ante will be is entirely up to you). It looks very much like he’s raided the toy aisle in a supermarket which… isn’t untrue, but he’s done so with at least a little care and attention for what kind of party he’d like this to be. There’s no board games, put it that way.
Who Am I?: Take a sticky-note and ask someone to write the name of a famous figure on it, and stick it on your back. You must walk around and ask the other patrons of the party yes/no questions in order to figure out who you are.
Treasure Hunt: Take a paper from the table; on it you'll find a series of descriptions such as "Someone who's favourite colour is blue" or "Someone who has siblings", "someone who's broken someone's heart" etc. Talk to party goers until you find a person who matches each prompt. You may only use one person once. The winner gets a prize!
Bulla has graciously offered to host a round or two of games for all in attendance; the assortment will be varied and both she and Lestat will be no doubt open to any suggestions of things to play. If you aren’t the type to get involved in such things, it’s quite unfortunate because oh, it looks like this one needs a partner and here is Lestat without one! ]

The Veranda[The way outside through the large glass doors at the back of the bistro is lit in an almost storybook manner, with lights pinned from the doorway to the exterior fence in loose criss-crosses. The furniture has been moved to accommodate a large table running down the centre of the floor, full to bursting with plates of food. It seems the intention here is similar to a “pot-luck” - a concept that has Lestat gleeful as a child over the absurdity of such a thing - only as this place has no real necessity for cooking and as Lestat has no idea what kind of food typically is seen at parties, the guidance is simply to go into the kitchen and take advantage of its seemingly unending capabilities in order to emerge with a bowl, plate or tray of whatever you deem appropriate for a party such as this.

Obviously, this has resulted in the table being full of an incredibly disorganised array of treats in all shapes and colour - which naturally has attracted Lesat into staring at it all like a magpie, asking questions of every meal that people pick at, questioning the flavour and the method of preparation, all the while twisting a glass bottle of some thick scarlet substance around and around in his hands. ]

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[ happy birthday louis!!! feel free to mingle, thread-hop, eavesdrop, do whatever you'd like. go wild. it's a party!

lestat is down for anything, so if you want to assume your character has made a playlist, brought a game along, has suggested a party game and is bullying people into playing it, or even if you want to assume that lestat saw you in the street nearby and whisked you in to the bistro against your will, please go for it. literally anything goes, i am SO easy and so is lestat. :) ]


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eddie munson — stranger things — ota

[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-07 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
( Since Eddie is still relatively new here, he spends most of the first half of this shindig as a wallflower, looking to see if there's anyone he recognizes. At least there's booze, and he wastes no time hitting the bar, getting a drink to calm his nerves. It's not that he doesn't do parties; it's just that the parties he's been to have mostly been thrown by jocks with too much money at their disposal, only inviting Eddie for his connection to the illicit substances he has access to.

Eventually, he does calm down enough that he might be in more of a talkative mood, though he isn't quite brave enough to approach anyone yet, letting people come to him. It isn't until he spots the setup by the stage that his interest is immediately piqued. He isn't the first to pick up one of the instruments, but once Lestat has warmed up the stage (and after another drink, let's be honest), he approaches the array of instruments like a kid in a candy store, all wide-eyed and awe-filled. Considering what happened the last time he picked up a guitar, he's understandably cautious, but as soon as he has his hands on that electric guitar, it's almost as if something shifts in the metalhead.

Not wanting to immediately blow out the eardrums of every partygoer with thrash metal, he decides to warm up with a little Zeppelin. If someone were to request something a little heavier, though, he might oblige them.
)

Any requests? I can't promise I'll know it ( especially if they were released post-March 1986 ) but if I've never heard of it, you can be damn well sure we're gonna improvise something fun.
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[personal profile] localweirdo 2023-10-07 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmmm, I think I'll let you pick. I'm afraid I'm not familiar with this little instrument.

[She said as she pointed to said electric guitar. Granted, based on what she had heard, it certainly sounds a little familiar to what her friend has played before. And yet, based on the tune he played, she didn't recognize it.]

Although, I do know a little bit of rock and roll! But I'm assuming that is not the correct term for what you are playing, right?
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-09 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Not familiar? ( Eddie's eyes widen exaggeratedly. ) Oh sweetheart, you've come to the right place. This baby right here is an electric guitar. You see, you can plug it into an amp -- ( He points to the audio cable that's connecting the guitar to the amplifier. ) -- and it can produce distorted sounds. ( He demonstrates with a strum of the strings, delighting in the crunchy sound that echoes back. )

As for rock and roll, that last song was a little more rock and roll than what I usually play, yes, but I can tone it down for all of you.
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[personal profile] localweirdo 2023-10-09 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[With the sounds echoing back at her, she found herself in awe. Indeed, this was very similar to the kind of music she heard back home. Although, to know that there was someone else who can also play this kind of instrument was amazing to her!]

No, not at all! Please do continue as I wish to listen to it! While I am not familiar what an electric guitar is, I have heard music quite like it back home.

[She said with a sigh.]

Please play it as much as you want as I wonder how loud it could be!
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-11 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
( Eddie is relieved that he hasn't completely ruined music for her. He knows that metal can be an acquired taste, but if she wants to know how loud it can be...

He ends up launching into a little bit of Iron Maiden for her, his voice taking on a little more of a vocal fry at times. Without the bass and drums backing him up, it seems to be lacking a little bit of something, but he is filled with renewed hope that there may be enough musicians interested in starting a band...

But he's getting ahead of himself. For now, he'll just wail out his music for this select audience, throwing a wink at Hu Tao's way when he dives into the guitar solo.
)

How's that for loud?
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[personal profile] localweirdo 2023-10-11 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[In response, all she could do was laugh along. While Xingyan wasn't that loud of a singer, her music definitely was. Again, this wasn't any different from what she heard but it was nice to hear a singer who could match up!

Clapping along with the music, she found herself smiling.]


Indeed, that was loud! But it makes me wonder how long it took you to acquire such a voice. It must have taken you quite sometime to master it.

[Especially when all she could do was rap. Even then, she simply did it based on poetry]
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-13 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
( Indulging in this kind of music always ramps Eddie full of energy, revving him up. So, as he jogs over to her to listen to her assessment, there's a certain ecstatic bounce in his step that isn't usually there regularly. He looks full of life.

He clears his throat, massaging at the muscles there since that much vocal fry can wear out his vocal cords if he's not careful.
) Oh yeah, it's not for the faint of heart! You can injure yourself if you're not careful; I almost did when I first learned. But yeah, I picked it up pretty quickly otherwise. It probably helped that my baseline voice is already pretty loud.

( He shrugs. Music always came easy to him. It probably helped that he grew up around it, though. If he had been introduced to it much later in life? He might never have come to appreciate it as much as he does. )
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[personal profile] localweirdo 2023-10-13 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Think you can teach me a thing or two about singing that loudly?

[Not that she should try as he knows it could injure her vocal chords but who is to say that she couldn't try? Placing both hands on her hips, she was definitely willing step up to the plate!]

I know a friend of mine can probably sing like that but as for me? I'm afraid not as I would much rather sing softly!
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-14 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I might be able to. ( Eddie taps a finger against his chin as he considers it. ) But you're going to have to do some vocal exercises first. Your vocal cords are like a muscle; you need to warm it up or end up with vocal nodes, and nobody wants those.

( He makes a face, and his whole body shivers, though it's clearly an exaggerated movement. )

There's nothing wrong with singing softly, though. If you want, I can grab that acoustic, and you can show me your skills! ( He tilts his head in the direction of the guitar sat off to the side that doesn't have a place to plug into an amp. )

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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-09 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
( There's always a rush of adrenaline that accompanies his performance. It's probably to be expected since a certain kind of vulnerability comes with performing for strangers. And sure, he has been known to hop onto cafeteria tables and preach about the dangers of forced conformity, but when it's just him and his guitar, he wants people to like him and his music.

So when he wraps up the first song, he is pretty out of breath, hair wildly draping across his face, which he fixes with a flick of his head. He spots Lestat, a manic grin forming at the compliments.
) You know, sometimes it really does feel that way.

( He then balks at the question that follows. ) Do I know any Black Sabbath, he asks? Are we talking Ozzy or Dio era? Pick your poison.
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-13 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll never forget that -- six years ago, it came out. I got into an argument with my friend Jeff, who's an Ozzy diehard, but me? Man, it's a crying shame my battle vest didn't make it here; I used a Dio shirt for the back. ( He looks equal parts excited and sorrowful. He doesn't regret giving the vest to Harrington; it was the least he could do then, but damn if he doesn't miss that, as if it were his security blanket.

He's so caught up in his thoughts he doesn't register that Lestat has hopped up on stage to join him. His eyes widen at the guitar that he holds in his hands. It reminds him a tiny bit of his Warlock, mainly in terms of color, and if he hasn't already been feeling incredibly nostalgic up until this point, the thoughts of his sweetheart are really starting to tug at his heartstrings.

If nothing else, he hopes that stupid guitar made it out okay.
)

Trust me, you do not have to explain. If anyone so much as breathed wrong on my sweetheart, they would have gotten an earful. ( He grins as he takes the guitar pick off the necklace he wears around his neck and waggles his eyebrows playfully. ) I thought you'd never ask.
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-17 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
( The moment Lestat starts in on Rainbow in the Dark, Eddie goes a little quiet. He hasn't heard that song in so long. He had even convinced himself he would never hear it again, relying only on his memory of the melody to get him by.

And here Lestat is, recreating it perfectly. There might even be the prickling of tears in Eddie's eyes, so overjoyed that he gets to hear the song that, if Vecna had cursed him, would have been the thing to save him.

He clears his throat when he realizes Lestat is asking him a question.
)

1986. March, to be exact. Metallica just released a new album and shit. You would have loved it.

( As if Eddie could have forgotten the familiar opening to that album's titular song that he had scoured over for weeks so that he could learn how to play it on guitar. And so he gives Lestat a little taste of what he would have heard. )
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-21 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
( Eddie had spent hours pouring over this song. He almost ruined the cassette tape with how often he rewound the solo just to get every note right, and here Lestat is repeating it to him nearly effortlessly. Eddie's face must show the shock he feels, though it's a pleasant one for sure.

It's the kind of shock at feeling like he's found someone he was always meant to meet, in a way. How could it not feel like fate when they're so like-minded?

Well, minus the thirst for blood, but Eddie naturally doesn't know about that little tidbit just yet.
)

Jesus H. Christ, you figured all of that out already? Where've you been all my life?

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stage

[personal profile] unrequite 2023-10-10 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Requests? Well, I've a few, but what I'd like is for you to teach me whatever that was.

[ Midnight climbs the stage easily, scoops up a second electric guitar, and picks out that lick at the beginning as best as he can. Sounds like A minor, which is simple enough, but it's confirmation of the run and the rhythm itself he needs a few turns with. ]

What song is that? Who's it by?
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-11 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
( Eddie should have probably expected that he wouldn't be the only musical enthusiast of the bunch here, with so many instruments at the ready. Still, when Midnight climbs the stage to join him, he looks thrilled. It's been a while since he's tried to teach anyone (and truthfully, the way he teaches himself certain songs is perhaps a bit more abstract than most might be able to handle), but he's willing to give it a shot if it means having someone to collaborate musically with. )

It's called Black Dog, by a band called Led Zeppelin. They're from London, if that means anything to you. ( He pauses so that he can run through the opening, a little slower this time to make sure Midnight can follow along. )

I don't know about you, but I tend to learn things by ear. Would it be helpful for me to break it down line by line for you to follow along?
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[personal profile] unrequite 2023-10-12 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
By all means, please.

[ Midnight gestures to the boy to go ahead. Midnight is a strange mix of self-taught and self-taught with as many books as possible, but to be honest, he does a lot better with experience. Just watching the boy's hands and hearing what the correct rhythm should be is doing a lot to help. He isn't perfect, but whenever he gets it wrong, he just laughs and tries again. Not the type to kick himself while he's down. ]

As for your question, there's a city by the name of Londinium where I'm from, in the nation of Victoria. From what I've learned, it's similar enough to... What I'm assuming is your nation of England? To amount to the same thing, I think. Suffice to say that I've never heard of Led Zeppelin, although I wish I have.

[ Not dismissive at all! He's very pleased to hear good music, no matter where it's from or who makes it. ]
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-13 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
( Although Eddie would never see himself as one considering how they consistently let him down back in Hawkins, he turns out to be a pretty damn good teacher, at least where Midnight is concerned. It probably helps that the guy already has a foundation of skills to build off of. That might have been a different story if he were trying to teach from scratch.

Still, when it's clear that Midnight is catching on rather quickly, Eddie feels himself growing more and more excited. It's just so nice to have other people interested in this music!

He raises an eyebrow at Midnight's explanation.
)

I’ve never heard of Londinium before, but if that's what you've heard, it's probably true. I've never been there myself, though. Born and, uh, pretty sure I died in Indiana. Or, technically, an alternate dimension.

( Way to bring down the mood, Eddie. )
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[personal profile] unrequite 2023-10-14 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
An alternate version of... Indiana?

[ It's pretty telling that the concept of Indiana is much more foreign to Midnight than an alternate dimension. He continues to practice, but he's very curious about this Earth and its manifold residents... ]

Well, my condolences, but I do hope you're making the best out of this second life of yours. This may not be the afterlife, but at least there's music.

[ And who knows? If they figure out what's going on in this place, perhaps they can send this young man back to his Indiana, safe and sound. ]
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-14 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I couldn't tell you the details. I was kind of thrust into it towards the end, but Harrington could tell you all about it if you really wanted to know.

( Of course, Eddie thinks it's the alternate dimension part that's more confusing. Still, combining both would probably be overwhelming for the uninitiated, especially when adding the interdimensional creatures and hive mind on top of everything else. Maybe it's best to focus on the music before they both get headaches. )

I am trying, ( he answers honestly with a small smile. ) It's been nice starting over with a new leaf. Only a couple of people here come from the same town as me, so it feels like I get the chance to be myself without feeling like I need to apologize just for breathing near someone.
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[personal profile] unrequite 2023-10-15 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Someone young, the sort who's already encountered some level of social rejection... Or at least that's how Midnight's reading that. ]

There's something to be said for building something new out of yourself... Chances to do so are quite precious. I'm glad you're spending yours doing that which you enjoy.

Well, I'll be sure to ask for the details if I ever encounter your Harrington. Although I do think it's a bit silly that I know your friend's name before I know yours.

[ Midnight sticks out his hand. ]

Call me Midnight. A pleasure to meet you. What can I call you?
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[personal profile] thefreak 2023-10-17 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
( Eddie does manage a small smile as he strums out a few chords as if to emphasize that he really is thankful he still gets to do what he enjoys. When he was first dropped into this world without his Dungeons & Dragons books and fantasy novels, he feared he would be wholly cut off from everything he enjoyed. But at least music is still here for him.

He looks flustered when Midnight points out that he never introduced himself.
)

Oh, shit, where are my manners? Eddie! Eddie Munson.

( He wipes off the sweat on his hand using his pants and takes Midnight's hand, shaking it firmly. ) Midnight, huh? I gotta say, that name's pretty fucking metal.

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