Tar grumbled as she walked into the museum. She had gotten in a fight today and needed to cool off some steam. She took out her earbuds, put them in and put on some music. She sighed as she looked around the museum. It was so calm in here. She smirked at the little kids who ooed and aaed at the exhibits. She tried to not be in sight though. With her muscular build and wild her she tended to scare little kids.
Aqui saw Tar walked into the museum and picked up her radio, "Tar don't forget to check in at the front desk."
(am i Cancer?)
Gemini stood, unsure what to do next. It was almost closing time, though not quite close enough to retire for the day. There was barely anyone left in the museum, so she headed to her secret refuge.
Hurriedly walking down the west wing, Gemini open the large, creaky auditorium doors. A seldom used room, the auditorium sometimes hosted documentary screenings, as well as speeches from expert historians. It was almost always empty, though, which made it perfect for Gemini's many hobbies. Many.
The small stage remained empty for impromptu show tune singing, the back row of seats held paints, easels, canvas', and brushes. The small light/sound control room held a sewing machine and fabrics, and backstage there were piles of books.
It wasn't really a secret hideaway. Gemini was sure that Aqui knew about it, sitting in the control center all day. But somehow, she hadn't ratted Gemini out.
The black haired girl rushes up the steps to the stage, and burst into song. Any theatre geek would have recognized it.
"Dancing through life,
skimming the surface,
landing were turf is smoo-ooth,"
She sang, bursting into choreography which she had performed many times over. She wasn't great at all her hobbies, just mediocre. Jack of all trades, master of none. Except musical theatre.
Gemini loved it with a burning passion.
(am i Cancer?)
no, sorry. Qxeenschryce is cancer
@SuperNova I'm sorry that in all the confusion you were left out. It wasn't originally planned for the villian to be a roleplayed character, but if you would like, you can roleplay as the 'darkness' and manifest it in a person. No need to fill out a character sheet, as the villian is mysterious. Tell me if you would like to rp them.
oh ok :l
You could have Virgo if you wanted?
Awesome! I have to go for a little, but I'll be back soon!//
from up in the control center Aqui snuggled into her big office chair and watch Gemini head for "secret" spot. she started turning some of the lights off keeping her eye on the auditorium section she switched on the speaks to the headphones. " let's see it's Tuesday," Aqui said to herself "which means in T minus six seconds Wicked soundtrack starts 3, 2, 1." and it began. Aqui enjoyed watching the mini private productions Gemini put on that only she got to see, she winced pulling the earphones off her head as Gemini hit a high note, to high for her taste, but that was Broadway.
maybe @Qxeenscryche and @SuperNova could be twins or siblings?
Tar heard the voice over the intercom and grunted under her breath. She went up to the check in and paid the entry fee. She started to walk around the museum. Again. (Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(I'm kind of extremely confused about how it starts.)
(Same tbh)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(There’s really no connecting scenario. It’s confusing.)
(Yea there’s no coherence with the starts? We’re all just supposed to do our own thing?)
(There’s really no connecting scenario. It’s confusing.)
maybe if the eclipse started everyone could be in the same place?
(honestly I don't know what's happening either)
Lib had just finished her last tour and knew it was almost closing time. She sighed in relief. Although she didn't dislike the tours, they could sometimes be tiring. She went up to the control room to see what Aqui was up to.
(Should we all just meet at a coffee shop for the sake of tiring things togather?)
(Should we all just meet at a coffee shop for the sake of tiring things togather?)
(I think it would be nice to start at one place at first before slowly developing the roleplay)
(Ok, shall I hit it off then?)
(go ahead!)
(Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(Are Tar and Aqui friends?)
(You can see whether they’re compatible or not because they’re the literal astrological signs)
Aria yawned as she sat up on the roof of the museum, her legs the only thing keeping her on the building as she watched the people exit the building. Why am I the only damn gaurd here? Actually, why am i the only guard in general? She questioned in her mind.
(go ahead!)
(Ok so we are meeting at a coffee shop nearby the museum. That way, anyone at the museum can just.hop, skip, and jump there while the rest of us meet there)
Ricky sighed as she wiped down the table. A group of very loud and rowdy middle aged men had sat here and the table was just as messy as they were. She picked up the tray filled with the dirty dishes she collected and took them to the kitchen. Just as she was about to sit down and relax for a minute, "Ricky, take table 3 please love" her manager, Arnold, said. She sighed and patted down her messy hair before she put on a smile and walked up to a group of teenagers. "Hey, what can I get for you?" She asked
(sorry for the confusion, the eclipse is later tonight.)
Gemini finished her song and dance, breathing heavily. Tomorrow, she'd sing something from Chicago. Perhaps All That Jazz. She'd grown quite fond of it lately. Thursday would feature a classic style musical tune, maybe Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Friday was reserved for relatively new musical soundtracks, like Dear Evan Hansen, Heathers, and Mean Girls. As for Saturday and Sunday, Gemini just her emotions pick the song. On Mondays, she would learn a new song.
Gemini didn't like schedules much, but for musical theatre, she could make an exception.
Looking down at her watch, she frantically rushed out of the auditorium, stuffing her arm's into her coat, and slipping on her winter boots. She was going to be late for the sign's meeting at the coffee shop.
Scorpio was relaxing in the select cafe the signs agreed to meet in. He could be found hunched in a booth with his back on the smooth leather with his big booted feet on the seat. He was reading “To Kill a Mockingbird” for a class he was taking in the nearby college, but he was enjoying it immensely. A small pile of classics were piled up on the table near a plate with a piece of cake, and a small cup of cappuccino.