Kellerman's Resort, Saturday Evening, October 17th

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It was the last night of a magical week here at Kellerman's. It could only be hoped that everyone had the time of their lives. That they'd never felt this way before.

But we swear it's the truth.

And they owe it all to the wonderful camp for putting up with everyone's shenanigans. Bobby.

[OOC: And here we go! | Morning Post | Cottage & Room List | Rooms | Pool, Hot Tub, Sauna | Kellerman's Bar | Kellerman's Farewell Party | Moonlight Boat Ride | Lake Hike | Bonfire | OOC |OCD is up! Go have fun!]

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Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Please don't make me repeat myself. I absolutely abhor having to do so, mate.// He turned his eyes back toward his guitar, and started absently picking some random, somewhat dissonant tune. //A person could get th'impression that yer've never heard a telepath before.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Never heard one talking in my head before," Hurley said.

"...how do you eat?"

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//I dream about it, sometimes.//

About eating. They were very nice dreams that didn't tend to stay nice, because before he woke up in the morning, he'd usually dreamed of his face being ripped apart at least once.

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"...dude," Hurley said. "That sucks."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

Jonothon was now giving Hurley a very dirty look. Cranky mode had been turned on, here.

//Really? That might never have occurred to me.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley shyed away a bit.

"...sorry, dude."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Mmm.// The dissonant twang continued for a few moments more, and then Freebird continued where Jonothon had left off a moment before. //Trust me, mate. When yer talkin' to somebody who lives with somethin' that 'sucks' every bloody second of th'day, chances are that the bloke is already well aware and doesn't need barmy plonkers who haven't got a clue about it pointin' it out to him.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"...I said sorry," Hurley said. He looked really apologetic, too.

"...you can crack some fat jokes if it'll make you feel better."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//It wouldn't.// Jono furrowed his brow a little, trying to lose himself in the music. It didn't sound quite right at all, unplugged, and so he was going to do the unthinkable and try to improvise something that wasn't unlike Freebird, though a little more suited to his instrument's current state.

It didn't sound half bad, considering.

//I'm not the sort that gets his jollies out of makin' cracks at people just because they're different. I see enough of that nonsense goin' on already.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Me too," Hurley said. "I'm Hurley, by the way."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Jonothon.// More music. The music was a little more eloquent than Jono was, tonight. //Jonothon Starsmore.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Cool name, though," Hurley said. "Bet that impresses the girls and stuff."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Impresses them enough, I suppose,// Jonothon decided. //It rolls nicely. Very rock-and-roll.//

If there was one thing Jono had always liked about himself, it was his name. If you were a Starsmore looking to make a living in the music industry, you didn't even have to come up with a stage name, after all.

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Hurley said. "Kinda screams... glam rock."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Oh, please. I'd break my bloody neck in platforms.//

Nevermind the hair.

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"But you might look good in glitter," Hurley pointed out.

Because emo and sparkly was in these days, really...

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//Please. I've had entirely too much of th'stuff tossed at me already, since coming to Fandom.//

Glitter in his ears. Thanks, Jean.

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley thankfully stopped himself from saying 'Well, at least you don't have to worry about it making you kiss dudes'.

"Yeah, that stuff happens here. What's your favorite music, any way?"

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//I'll listen to bloody near anything,// Jono replied, shrugging a little. //But 90's grunge and alternative rock is where my heart rests.//

Because heaven knew his heart certainly wasn't resting in his chest.

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Cool," Hurley said. "You stop in at Groovy Tunes on any Saturday, I'll give you a discount, dude."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//No need,// Jono replied, bemused. //I get my own discount when I go in to work my Tuesday shift.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"...dude, what?" Hurley said. "I... dude, I suck."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

//And yer have a very limited vocabulary,// Jono offered. //But I'm not going to hold that against yer, mate.//

Re: Bonfire

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well... I'm not exactly one of the super smart special kids," Hurley said. "I'm just normal, good old fun time Hurley."

Re: Bonfire

[furnaceface]

Jono was now resisting a very strong urge to reach out and pat Hurley on the head.

//Well, so long as yer havin' a good time of it, I suppose.//

Ignorance, as they said, was indeed bliss?