Tony beckons Chloe over. "Hey babe. We just happened to be talking about you." Jeff nods, "Tony says he wants to marry you."
Tony grabs Jeff's bottle of laudanum and breaks it over his head. Although he's bleeding from glass cuts, Jeff only nods. "Worth it."
Sam plucks the beginning to 'death metal guys'. "I think that's an appropriate rev song for tonight."

Tony shakes his head vehemently. "I don't want to marry you....unless saying I don't want to marry you will make you mad. I mean, I love you, but why would we need to get married? Jeff is just being a dick."
Sam laughs. "I'll keep that in mind. I never knew i had the power to make women......squishy."

Sam makes a worried face. "Dick whipped? That sounds....unpleasant." Instead of taming Nichole with his dick, Sam has visions of being whipped in the dick. He looks terrified.
Tony shakes his head. "Uh, only if you want to live in canada. Don't knock it until you try it - our prime minister is a giant douchebag and yet, nobody cares. Plus, we have like the biggest cannabis culture hub EVER in B.C."

Tony tries to calm Chloe down. "Uh, okay, I promise that when we get married we'll live in B.C."
Jeff takes a hit of laudanum and giggles. "Dude, I totally just got you like, engaged. That's the funniest thing I've ever done to anybody."
Sam nods. "I wouldn't know, but, uh, it makes sense. Where are we?" Rob turns around from the drivers seat. "I think we're in Calgary. Wait, there's a park up there - let's just set up in the open and jam for all the Calgarians."

The band grudgingly begin to lug their equipment outside as a sizeable crowd forms to gawk at the sideshow. Neil bursts out of the bathroom and runs into the crowd, yelling "GO YALE! BOOLA-BOOLA!"
the crowd almost instantaneously disperses.

Tony runs over and picks up the pieces of the head. "Chloe, are you okay?"
Sam shakes his head. "Well shit, that's great. Another piece of equipment busted."

Sam laughs. "Garshall? Sounds....fancy. We might want to start playing, before they riot."
'they' are perhaps 20 fans who are gathered around, watching the band set up like they're witnessing a 10 car pileup.

The head busted, the band decide to play an acoustic show, which suits them well because Neil is off in the woods trying to communicate with trees. Rob, Tony, Sam and Jeff pick up acoustics. Sam takes the mic. "Uh, hello Calgary. We're Acts of Hate, and these are our friends. Tonight, we're gonna rock you."
Tony begins to strum the beginning to "Tonight I'm Gonna Rock You Tonight" by Spinal Tap, before Sam kiboshes it. "Nineties songs only, remember." Tony frowns and begins to pluck a somber, acoustic version of 'Christian Woman' by Type O Negative. Sam nods furiously. "YES! ...alright, this is a song dedicated to all the hot catholic schoolgirls out there - Acts of Hate love your hotness but hate your christian-ness!"

a cross upon her bedroom wall
from grace she will fall
an image burning in her mind
and between her thighs

the band kicks it into overtime....as hardcore as they can get playing acoustic guitars. Sam forgets some lyrics, so instead he just grunts in a deep, pete steele-esque voice.

a christian woman will serve or please
on her back, or on her knees
will she suffer eternally?
or internally?

she needs
corpus christi
corpus christi


from the woods, we can hear Neil screaming along. "CORPUS CHRISTI! BODY OF CHRIST!"

ooc:the gang's all here!

karoliena take the mic. "hi,we're most of the harlots. it's so good to see you guys." she says drunkenly. she and nina had been doing jager shots a few minutes before.so that,coupled with the laudanum....yikes.

nina,chloe and karoliena also go acoustic. the perform a brassless,yet pretty good cover of the squirrel nut zippers, "put a lid on it." karoliena covers vocal duties,and even completely hammered she is fantastic.

OOC:

Nichole leans over to Sam. "So... Nineties theme, I'm assuming?" She asks, trying to think of a good set list to make up.