Karaoke Time!

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*There is a karaoke machine in the bar. It is very large and very pink.

Therefore, Xander assumes that it must be evil.*

Wow ... didn't know they had an open mike night ...

*He approaches the karaoke machine slowly. It lights up and looks inviting-- as inviting as a possibly-evil-because-of-its-pinkness karaoke machine can be.*

Whoa!

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[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Who, me? Oh, no way! I mean, I have respect for anyone daring enough to karaoke, but I myself ... don't do it. Uh, go ahead.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"A-all right..." With a slight blush, she reaches for the microphone and scrolls through the choices until a familiar selection appears.

As it cues up, she makes her way to the performance stage, bowing to the audience. "Y-yoroshiku o-negai shimasu..." she murmurs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

And then, the music starts (http://haas-online.net//rpgdefreak/troubled_windows.swf).


arere? okashiina kono dokidoki ha
kimi no ude no nakade afuredasu
porori koboreta namida sakuranbo
motto gyutto zutto shitete!


Responding to an inner call as mysterious as that urging salmon to swim up rivers, she begins- not of her own will- to do some simple idol-singer moves. The perkiness quotient increases tenfold.


sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss- HAI HAI!

sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss- Kyunkyun!

madamada kana?
kimi no HA-TO chotto suppai?
oyaoya oya?
machikirenai kono mamajya

sumashita kao de kimete! tomadou furiha yadayo
nanigenaku fuwatto kata ni mawasute hitomi chikadukuuuuu...
YAY!

arere? chiisana mune ga furueteru dakishimeraretara kowarechauyo
yume de miteitano yori setsunaine dakara motto sotto shitene

arere? sekai ga gururi mawatteru fuwafuwa yumegokochi kaze makase
zutto matteta koi ha tomaranai dakara zutto hanasanai de

sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss- HAI HAI!

sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss
sukisukisukiss- Kyunkyun!


She seems to regain some amount of normalcy (or what passes for it) and, with an awkward smile, bows again.

"I'm sorry for the intrusion..."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander regards her solemnly.

He knew it.

The Japanese Pop Invasion has begun.*

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"W-was I that bad?" she asks, worried.

She hasn't exactly done a lot of public karaoke.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander comes to his senses. She seems like a nice Japanese girl, even if she has brought about the Japanese Pop Apocalypse. Does that make it the Apopcalypse? Maybe the J-Apopcalypse?*

Oh, no! No, you were great. I just ... don't speak Japanese.

What was that song about?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Ano..." She puts a hand to her head, smiling awkwardly. A slight blush tinges her cheeks. "It's a song about the feelings of being in love with somebody. I'm not sure why I chose it... I usually prefer traditional music."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander blinks.*

Traditional music?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yes. I'll play whatever my user wants me to, of course, but I like older music better. I don't really understand much of the new music."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Wait, uh, user? Sorry, I don't think I'm down with the lingo.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She pauses. "Where and when do you come from, if I may ask?"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

I come from Sunnydale, California, by way of 2003. Of course, if you look for Sunnydale, it will no longer be there due to an unfortunate and unscheduled apopcaly-- er, apocalypse.

What about you?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Tokyo, Japan, Earth, 2005." She smiles. "Then I am certain you know of me. My name is Windows 95." She bows to him.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander stares.*

You are?

... Can I give you a hug?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She takes a step back, surprised. "A-ano... I don't even know your name!" she protests, blushing.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry. I'm Xander. And it wouldn't be a "marry me, I love you" hug, it'd be more like a "wow, you were my first oeprating systems, here's to good times" hug. Although, you know, I never really thought of you as being this ... female.

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

"Well... you weren't really ever MY user, but..." She smiles awkwardly and opens her arms. "I will be happy to represent the version of me you used. Which of my sisters did you get later?"

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander gives her a brief hug, then backs away. At her question, he looks sheepish.*

Well, truth be told, I switched to an iMac. No hard feelings between you guys, right?

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

Wrong thing to say. The sweetness drops from her face, replaced by a stony scowl.

"Traitor! You abandoned the superior OS family for that shameless wench?!"

Her grip on the blue bundle of fabric (which might be recognisably katana-shaped) shifts slightly.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander jumps back and stumbles into a chair.*

I'm sorry! I really had no idea that it would offend you! Oh, wow, look at the time, I'd really better be moving along ...

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

Fortunately, though the OS girls don't quite follow the laws of robotics, 95 can't quite bring herself to harm a user. Instead, she spits onto the floor in front of him.

"Be out of my sight," she snaps, glaring.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander hastily complies, reflecting that this explains a lot about computers. They ARE capable of hate, after all. If only Willow knew.*