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synopsychic2016-11-09 09:29 pm
cawfullyironic) wrote in synopsychic2016-11-09 09:29 pm
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rap-a-doodle-do [during davesprite's surprise party]
-=someone unfortunate has gotten ahold of full blown sensory livestreaming. he's also in a pretty good mood since he was surprised with a birthday party that everyone is invited to in the Workshop. He's levitating a mirror up slightly above him to catch the immediate area, which includes Feliciano, Jolie, a perplexed but accomodating black panther of unusual size, and anyone else that decides to join in as the show goes on. They start to bop to the beat as Davesprite kicks on the music from his laptop, though Guenhwyvar merely taps her tail in time with the rhythm.
Then there comes a rapping, a not so gentle tapping upon your psychic door.
Davesprite is full on rapping streams of inanity directly into everyone's brain, complete with his own lyrics scrolling along the bottom of the 'screen'.
Partway through the performance, Malik and Altair wander into the mirror's view, and it seems to take a few seconds before they realize they're also being recorded. Altair immediately ducks out of the way only to slowly peek back in while Malik stands there staring at Davesprite with a look of impressed confusion on his face.
When the song ends and he's done with the commentary, he just smirks and peers red eyes over the edge of his shades right at the mirror=-
Peace.
-=and the feed cuts=-
Davesprite is full on rapping streams of inanity directly into everyone's brain, complete with his own lyrics scrolling along the bottom of the 'screen'.
Partway through the performance, Malik and Altair wander into the mirror's view, and it seems to take a few seconds before they realize they're also being recorded. Altair immediately ducks out of the way only to slowly peek back in while Malik stands there staring at Davesprite with a look of impressed confusion on his face.
When the song ends and he's done with the commentary, he just smirks and peers red eyes over the edge of his shades right at the mirror=-
-=and the feed cuts=-
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I am watching this on the network... at the same time... as I am watching this in person...
[ For someone not used to video cameras, and even some that are, it's a surreal experience. ]
[action]
Do not drip sauce on my pants.
[action? network? idk?]
You entrusted these pants to me. They will be safe.
[ He then attempts to ignore Malik by addressing Davesprite. He's not sure if he should ask Davesprite over the network or in person, so he ends up doing both: ]
Is it customary to chant during one's birthday celebration?
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Chant- dude no. One does not lump sick rhymes in with the droaning of some bald spot sportin' monastic motherfuckers who think a burlap sack is an acceptable habiliment.
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...I take it that 'sick' does not mean afflicted, in this case?
[ He cannot possibly want to be sick on his birthday... ]
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-=someone seriously needs to write a davesprite to old timey folk dictionary=-
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Well, um. Your rhythm was good. I cannot speak to the words, as I had no idea what half of it meant. Oh, except for the bit about money. And smoking a bowl.
[ Some things never change. ]
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Fuck yeah it was. Before I ended up here i had three years stuck on a boat with nothin' to do but cultivate ill beats. Like tillin' a garden and the harvest is juicy and ripe.
/late with starbucks
Have you considered performing Shakespeare? Iambic pentameter is quite impressive and you have the skill to do it justice.
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[ Scurvy sure is a thing. ]
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Food is good, yes. I suppose I would be biased, since I also need it to live.
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