The Fifteenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Accidental Voice Post]

*sound of covers rustling, followed by footsteps*

...

*clears throat, coughs for several moments*

Hnnnnnn.

*silence followed by pacing footsteps. Then, sang in a soft tone:*

Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages
Golden lads and girls all

Comments

[embracethewaves]

o_____________o And suddenly EVERYONE'S a musician around here...

[frenzied_ballad]

I'm not a musician.

[embracethewaves]

Well...you were singing, so...

[frenzied_ballad]

I was testing my voice.

[omniconcert]

Ohmigosh! That was like, so totally awesome sounding!

[frenzied_ballad]

...

[omniconcert]

Huh? Do you not want to be like, a good singer or whatever?

[frenzied_ballad]

It was not one of my priorities.

[Voice Post]

[curious_killer]

[Sounds of clapping]

Very nice, Mister Todd. We have many talented singers here, it seems.

[frenzied_ballad]

Hn. Thank you, Mister Teatime.

[curious_killer]

I meant it, Mister Todd. Tell me, will you be singing in the next concert? I missed the last one.

[frenzied_ballad]

I am...unsure. Perhaps, the way Demyx was speaking of it. Will you attend this one?

[sing_nonomori]

Old song is nice. Sing more, please? Yes?

[frenzied_ballad]

Maybe.

[onceahuman]

Glad to see you're feeling better!