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Hello, you lucky beautiful person, you. You've reached the voicemail of me! Lorne! Leave me a jingle, a chant, I don't care how you sing it but if your message isn't sung, I'm not answering it. No ifs ands or buts, (unless they're exceptionally toned butts)! Listen for the beep and then croon to the tune!

[OOC: No, seriously. If you need to contact Lorne, you'd better sing your message or we're really going to ignore it! Bonus points if it actually rhymes, or goes to the tune of an existing song. :D]

Head over here!

Hey there chickadees, hope you're all recovering from that very Cheech and Chong day yesterday. I know one thing, I'm not touching tacos for months, sorry Freddles. I'm nacho cheese'd out!

Here in the big wide world of curses and deities, what do we have but each other? Sure, some of us are lucky enough to have family here, because I don't know if you can just have friends when you're not sure if one day you'll be high as a kite together and the next you might just be married. We look out for each other, against the more unsavory types, against the monsters, against the deities when we can. And some of us struggle with what to do with ourselves here, where it's so easy to throw everything out the window and be naughty monkeys cause hey! No one remembers when we go home, not really.

Anyhoo, this is your favorite Emerald Uncle reaching out into the far and wide for a little proposition. A little giving back, with a side of feel-good! I'm looking for some help, munchkins, from the talented among you. The singers, the players, the lookers, and hey I'll even take the ventriloquists and the comedians, this is my desperation. I'll be hosting a Charity Event, a night you won't want to miss! There will be food and drinks, entertainment and prizes and all sorts of goodies and elbow rubbing! Just think of it as a way to give back to the community! Tickets will go on sale soon, for the grand opening of Oh Aces! Come to entertain, or be entertained. Even if you're having trouble with your cash, come help set up, do a little building -- serve some drinks at the event!

Oh Aces has started renovating, thanks to our monocular hunk of hammer wielding do-gooder, Mr. Xander Harris! There's more to come, a few surprises here and there, but until I get all the kinkies worked out, why don't we leave it at that. Oh Aces, a place to rest your head when things are bumping in the night.

So how about it, huh? Buy some tickets to Oh Aces' first charity event, maybe sign up to be the entertainment or help out in any other way you can think of. Because otherwise, I'm just going to keep on at you until you do, folks.

[ooc: What's going on? Lorne's building a place for people to go when they're in trouble, or avoiding trouble, or hurt or need help, a City sanctuary. He's looking for help raising money; entertainers, donations, servers, etc.]

--disappears, leaving me like this. And I don't even know if anyone of the mustache-twirling variety told Wesley to tell me. He's switched sides, no? I need a scorecard is what I need. Holy wow, I am going to be hung over tomorrow. But still, poor Wesley. Hell, poor Wesley, poor Angel, poor Spike, poor everyone. I thought Fred was the victim, but when all is said and done, she wins. She's in heaven.

She's not with her loved ones.

Heaven without your loved ones isn't heaven.

You sing a lot of gibberish, ladies, but sometimes you stumble onto a-- [waitaminute this isn't the Silverlake diner] Hey! Oh no, not fair, chickadees. You can't just leave me hanging at the biggest cliffhanger ever! I have to help him-- put me back right now or I'll... Oh, who am I kidding? There's nothing I can do.

[He gets up, a bit of weight on his shoulders, and shuffles out the door.]

[ooc: Italic = lines from canon, colors are minor characters. Lorne's back, baby! He's dressed to the nines (yes, please lol at the TIARA and cape because he's serious), hanging out with some serious spoilers. Probe at your own risk.]

[The voice echoes out from the stage where Chicago was performed, though now it's bare but for the demon standing in the middle of it. A flair for the dramatic, Lorne has obviously tossed his device out to the other end of the stage in order to get his little performance captured.]

♪ We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through, just like you always do
'Til the blue skies chase the dark clouds far away ♪

[His smile is a little bittersweet as he addresses the device, talking to everyone as if he knows them as well as the Angel team. Really, since his arrival he's always felt comfortable as he can when talking to his fellow kidnappees. Lorne can't help but feel like they're all family - even the odd crazy uncle.] Don't worry darlings. Sure, the curtain's closing but let's just call it an intermission, hey? I've just got to step out a moment. I know you'll miss me but it won't be long, especially if I end up back in Pylea!

♪ Now, won't you please say "Hello" to the folks that I know
Tell 'em it won't be long
'cause they'd be happy to know that when you saw me go
I was singing this song ♪

[He turns and starts to walk away toward stage right, pulling part of the curtain aside before finishing up and stepping into it. The fabric swings back and forth, obscuring the view and then showing nothing behind it.]

♪ We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when
But I'm sure we'll meet again some sunny day... ♪

[ooc: Lorne is leaving the City for just a little while to be canonbumped. Feel free to interrupt his performance and say toodles. Definitely stealing this little format from Freddles, totally without permission cause I'm a rebel.]

[Lorne can be seen drinking out of a half-full (aha) glass -- or at least trying. He lifts it to his lips a second time only to realize that something here is very wrong. His hand smacks the side of it, and when what was liquid doesn't move, he frowns and clacks it against the dresser -- did you catch that the dresser looks about 100 times his size? He sure did, but he's more concerned about the tiny drink in his hand. He finally gets angry enough to chuck it at the device that he's also noticed is on.]

Oh, ha-ha. Very funny, I'm guffawing out of my gullet over here! One minute I'm fluffing the 'do in front of the mirror, about to shimmy on out and say hello to the City and the next I'm zooming toward the ground -- even my drink got zapped! Do you see this skin? Shiny and plastic; my weekly facial gone to complete waste!

[He plops his butt down on the ground, reminiscent of a pouty teenager and crosses his arms over his chest. No use in doing anything if he can't be his big charming self to do it.]

[ooc: Cursed with Toy Story, have a little action figure Lorne who's only mad because he can't have his dranks.]

[There's a fire burning in a little pit thanks to his own personal genius gal, and Lorne's got a drink in hand thanks to his neverending mini bar. What should be a quiet little evening on the roof is in fact one that's tinged with some worry and a little moping on his part. If his horns could, they'd be drooping.]

Every time I try to do something spectacular, my place gets burned down. Or, well, the City somehow turns into my show. Either way, I just can't catch a break!

[He glances over at Fred and sighs a little.] Well, at least you and I are both with the lack of cursing this time, hey?

Okay, babies. Uncle Lorne's ready for the reunion. Yes, Southern Spitfire, even you. I'm a lackey, we get it.

Cast and crew, if you've got someone visiting feel free to bring 'em along to rehearsal! More the merrier!

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chicago designated rehearsal log

The rehearsals have tended to go well, if not for a few hiccups and delays by curse left and right (really, he should have taken that into account) and Lorne's been very happy with his turn out so far. There have been issues, sure. But the old saying holds true, and Lorne has faith in his little actors.

The auditorium shows the signs of their previous get togethers, with scripts laying in various places, left over water bottles and snacks throughout the seats and the lights are beginning to warm up the spaces on stage. His clipboard in hand, Lorne checks off his to-do list as each one is done or not, grumbling quietly when a problem arises and setting off to take care of it readily.

[ooc: Open log for rehearsals, for like, ever. Ie, this will stand as a place to hold rehearsal action for not just a single rehearsal date, rather you may play multiple and different rehearsal nights if you'd like, but make sure you specify in the subjects so nobody gets crossed wires.

Please take the opportunity to tag into started threads and hijack at will. I forgot to put one up when I'd mentioned it before, but we can thread out little scene rehearsals if any of you are inclined. Running lines? Practicing a new dance move or annoying someone with your trumpet? Go for it. Crew is also welcome to pop in to bother Lorne about how they don't have the right materials or how the lights should be working properly or to, say, get confirmation on a costume or something. If you'd like to tag but can't come up with anything to start with, let me know and I can send Lorne whining and complaining after your character for a multitude of reasons, that's the beauty of playing a loudmouth queeny bastard ;). I've started a few topic threads but by no means do you have to stick to rping with me in them - partner off, make some new friends but for the love of the PTB have a little fun.

Also, any newcomers and passersby that just want to show up and watch or even to be part of the cast somehow are more than welcome - tag them in approaching Lorne about a part, and let me know so I can add them to the castlist. ^^ I encourage you to TRACK THIS POST, but obviously I can't force you all into anything. Unless I pout, which none of you want - it's scary.]

[City, you get a less than chipper, but trying to be good Lorne. Though he does look terribly tired.]
Hey folks, this goes out to all my Chicago babies. The read through for tonight is still on, just don't go hugging anyone when you greet each other, hey?

[ooc; Would everyone who's involved in the show be willing to participate in a log so that all of the characters can do a little meet and greet? Generally people who put together a production become mildly close friends, and I'd love to see what kind of CR we can develop between you all.]

Hello City! This goes out to all of my new cast and crew members, and those of you late bloomers still looking to get in on the action. I'm happy to announce that everyone who came out to audition for me earned a part, and that the talent we've got here in this little home away from home is phenomenal. Who needs Hollywood when you've got the City, am I right? So, let's not keep you all waiting, take a look behind the magic curtain below and see where you've landed.

( But I simply cannot do it alone! )

adrasteia musical productions presents:

CHICAGO

AUDITION LISTING
cast audition dates: JAN 14 - 15
band audition dates: JAN 16
dancer/acrobat audition dates: JAN 16

location: AUD AT THE ACADEMY
all auditions are held between 1PM and 7PM

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Hey there, Citizens! Now that the holiday season is winding down, I guess it's a good time for me to put it out on the wire that I'm starting up a little something that some of you may be interested in participating in! Now, I know for a fact that a lot of you are fabulous little song birds, and I'm sure some of you are artists and technicians and musicians, right? If that sounds remotely like you (or even if it doesn't) take a look-see below!

adrasteia musical productions is looking for:

ACTORS/SINGERS

classically trained? sound good in the shower?
up to 50 cast member positions available
sign up for an audition, there's a place for you!

DANCERS

from beginners to experienced dancers; lead choreographer
stunt experience a plus, not necessary

MUSICIANS

pit band essentials

CREW MEMBERS

lighting, effects, audio
stage construction, scenery creation, prop making/accumulation
makeup, costumes, hair
publicity, program design, poster design

Contact here if interested; leave your full name, along with what capacity you'd want to participate in and any questions you might have. This is strictly a volunteer community theater caliber production. No payment but the joy you bring to others on opening night! Show to be announced, audition location and times to be announced.

[OOC: anyone is welcome to reply, even if you didn't get to say anything on the ooc post - if you DID reply to the ooc post, please make sure to ICly reply here, just so I can be sure of who is in fact interested. head over to the NEW ooc post to vote for which show we'll be putting on, even if none of your characters will be participating!]

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Are we doing things for Faith's birthday? I mean, obviously she's ... upset. Is that what we'd call it? Distressed. Well, you know.

[OOC: Happy birthday to Faith, happy birthday to Faith! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO-- OH GOD SHE'S SO VIOLENT. This is the official blurting of the fact that it's Faith's twenty-fifth birthday, y'all. Sho nuff.]

[Lorne's shuffling around the little kitchen, clearly moping and being a sad little empath. Watchers may her him sniffle and cough a little but that doesn't keep him from nasally singing while he makes himself coffee.]

♪ Oh, by gosh, by golly
It's time for mistletoe and holly
Tasty pheasants, Christmas presents
Countrysides covered with snow
Oh, by gosh, by--♪ WHOAH!

[He's turned to spot himself in a little mirror above the kitchen table and clapped a hand over his huge glowing red nose. After the shock wears off, he pulls the hand away again, to reveal himself looking even more sullen.]

Well...at least it goes with the horns?

[Here's Lorne, sitting at a small table with a cup of tea and some papers in front of him. Oh, accounting, how you are loathed. The infamous box sits to the side, ignored as Lorne talks to the City.]

Now, munchkins, don't get me wrong here. I love you all dearly and as if you were my own. But are you crazy? Haven't you dum-dums heard of Pandora?!

Oh, and...no singing tonight, please. I'm not sure I want to know where this is going...

[ooc; posting and then sleep. will get to tags in the morning if I'm not called in :D ~~LJ and I are frenemies today...~~]

Any of you brilliant and varied folk out there know how to cure sudden blindness? I'm not picky, I'll take magical or medical or...whatever else is beyond that. It's for a friend of mine.

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Hey guys, sorry for my little disappearance. A friend of mine, sweet girl, she needed someone to stay with her after being struck blind. I can't say for sure how long it'll last; it seems like a curse, but it's lasting more than a day, which worries me. If you need anything, give me a whistle!

[Doing his usual waltzing through the streets thing, looking for clients.]

♪ When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes. ♪

[OOC: firstly: thank you to the beautiful person who gave this account a gift certificate! you're such a sweetie, whoever you might be ;) (now someone's going to have to help me find MORE icons xD! secondly: someday he'll post and NOT sing but for now? anything goooooes, even duplicates!]

Current Location: a street near yooooou!

Oh goodie. It's just like home sweet home...

[OOC: Cursed with Memory Theater, Lorne gets to revisit his revisiting of his home and enjoy being humiliated all over again.]