A Tea Party For The Post-Apocalpyse (IC)

[Balmas]

The griffon chuckled to himself, allowing himself to be drawn to the stage. "Lessee what we got then... No, no, oh hay no... Ah!" Gabriel stepped back from the machine and accepted the microphone from Rosemary. His head bobbed as he listened to a guitar began its rythmic strumming, and an electronic whistle injected itself into the music. Then, his eyes flashed open and he threw himself into the music.

"I am the entertainer, and I know just where I stand!" The griffon may not have had the best voice, but what Gabriel lacked in smoothness, he more than made up for in enthusiasm.

"Another serenader, and another long-haired band!
Today I am your champion. I may have won your hearts.
But I know the game! You will forget my name,
And I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts!

"I am the entertainer
And I've had to pay my price!
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice.
Ah, but still they come to haunt me.
Still they want their say.
So I've learned to dance with my claws in my pants,
I let 'em rub my neck, and I write 'em a check,
And they go their merry way!"

The griffon strutted across the stage, his grin practically the only thing visible as he danced.

"I am the entertainer!
I've been all around the world.
Played all kinds of palaces,
Laid all kinds 'a girls.
I can't remember faces.
I don't remember names.
But, what the hell. You know it's just as well,
Because after a while and a thousand miles,
It all becomes the same.

"I am the entertainer!
I bring to you my songs.
I'd like to spend a day or two,
But I can't stay that long.
No, I've got to meet expenses.
I got to stay in line.
Gotta get those fees to the agencies!
And I'd love to stay but there's bills to pay,
So I just don't have the time."

The brown griffon took a break from his dancing to mime playing a piano along with the music, before throwing a talon towards the audience.

"I am the entertainer!
I come to do my show.
You've heard my latest record;
It's been on the radio.
Ah, it took me years to write it.
They were the best years of my life!
It was a beautiful song, but it ran too long.
If you're gonna have a hit, you gotta make it fit.
So they cut it down to 3:05!

"I am the entertainer!
The idol of my age!
I make all kinds of money
When I go on the stage.
Ah, you've seen me in the papers.
I've been in the magazines!
But if I go cold I won't get sold
I'll get put in the back in the discount rack
Like another can of beans."

Aaaaand, big finish! Gabriel threw his arms open wide as he belted out the last verse.

"I am the entertainer!
And I know just where I stand:
Another serenader,
And another long-haired band.
Today I am your champion;
I may have won your hearts.
But I know the game, you'll forget my name.
I won't be here in another year,
If I don't stay on the charts!"

[Thanqol]

IC Thread II