There's a storm on the way

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Who: Everyone! Where: City wide event! When: November 23rd to November 30th Summary: Seasons change, and in a dramatic way! Warnings: 100% chance of heavy rainfall, and a good chance of musical numbers. There's a definite change in the seasons. In between the initial rain showers the locals are preparing for the change in the weather, making sure their roofs are sturdy and mended, windows are closed and secured, supplies are ready...Those who help out, or have helped in prior events might even find a care package prepared and left in the lobby of their apartment, or outside their door. (The contents being a few days worth of simple food; rice gimbap, some fruits, etc. And a few candles as well.) If asked, they say that the seasons are shifting, and the rainy season will be here in full force soon. ...And sure enough if a few days, on the morning of the 23rd, the weather DOES shift, and those clouds that have been gathering and sprinkling finally let loose with all that stored up rain. It falls in light drizzles, heavy torrents, gentle misting curtains, but most key of all it NEVER lets up. There's always some precipitation going. That said, it might be good to head out with an umbrella when heading out. There's something about some of these storms that's odd; maybe it's just the mood that comes with the rain, the rhythm of the drops on the roofs and the ground, but...There's something almost musical about it at times. Sort of reminds one of a song, in fact!

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[hamburgerhero]

I started singin' bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

He's confused about where the background music is coming from- was there a karaoke machine hiding somewhere nearby? Or was he somehow caught up in a Flash Mob? But where were all the other people?

He nods at her and grins when she offers him a hand with the groceries and passes one of the bags on to her. More free now, he can join her dancing. Sure he has the choice not to but are you kidding? He loves to dance and the music sounds great.

[phoenixashe]

As it turns out, one of Ashe's spirit buddies has slipped through into this world. The music's a little tinny, as if it comes from a small stereo--which it technically does. A sharp eye might catch sight of the white, mechanoid spider, roughly the mass of a soccer ball, clambering through the bushes cheerfully after them. Beep-Beep has a body that looks like a tiny ambulance, currently with the doors open and the radio playing. In the gloom of the rain he has his teeny headlights on, which gaze around curiously as he follows them.

Don Mclean wrote some damn long songs, but she keeps on with it gamely as she dances in the rain. She's careful of the bag, because Murphy's Law dictates that if she isn't it will turn out she got the one with the eggs in it. Meanwhile she's dancing with him in the direction he was headed, figuring whatever weirdness is turning her life into a musical number shouldn't leave the ice cream to melt.