prank #32 | accidental audio + action for the other house

[ghostytrainer]

[Sometime in the afternoon, there's a random audio broadcast from one "John Egbert." Judging by the fact that it opens awkwardly in the middle of some random piano scales, John has no idea that it's on. And why should he? After all, he didn't turn it on. That would be his Litwick's fault, who didn't really mean to either. But hey, accidents happen.]

[Between on-and-off sick spells as well as his inability to speak clearly thanks to the lingering effects of last month's breakout, John hasn't exactly wanted to go out and do a whole lot. Hence why he's been spending a vast majority of his afternoons (like this one) in the Other House music room instead of leaving the house to go train or work or something.]

[In fact, you could say that he is effectively.........homestuck.]

[After a couple of minutes of what is clearly random warm ups, John starts banging out a tune that absolutely nobody will find familiar, save for perhaps residents of the Other House who may have overheard bits and pieces of it during John's other sessions over the past week. It doesn't sound quite complete with just the piano, unfortunately, which is a bit of a shame but there's really nothing John can do about it. If only Dave were here to spin out some ill beats to fill in the gaps]

[For a while after that, there's just random key-pressing as John seems to be at a loss for what to play next. Barring the fact that the piece clearly needs another instrument or two; overall, John is happy with how it sounds and it needs no further work in his opinion. Eventually those random key presses lead into a possibly familiar haunting piano refrain. Halfway through, however, John changes his mind and switches to one that's slightly more haunting and likely even more familiar.]

[A few more scales at random before John decides that that is more than enough random composing and haunting piano refrains for one day.]

[It's time to play something fun.]

[He still has no idea that the feed is going, so until a message or a knock at the music room door distracts him, he'll just keep playing whatever random tunes pop into his head.]

Comments

audio.

[bewilding]

A surprise concert?

[ it's a little weird for there to be nothing but music on the gear, after all, so many this person is just shy... or this was made accidentally. either way, she listens quietly to it all. ]

You're very good.

audio/text; WOW OOPS...my finger slipped on my trackpad and i accidentally deleted the comment...

[ghostytrainer]

Gah!

[There's a slamming on keys as John's gear goes off due to the new message. He wasn't expecting it, and he has the tendency to tun everything out when he gets really into his playing. He fumbles with the gear a moment before turning off the audio on his end and switching to text.]

thank you.
but if you don't mind my asking...how long was that recording for?
i think my litwick must have sat on my gear or something. because i had no idea it was even broadcasting...

audio. HAHA I was wondering-- IT'S COOL.

[bewilding]

[ woah, slamming keys make her flinch a bit, only because she hadn't expected such a sharp sound. ]

I had a feeling it was something like that. [ a bit of a pause as she tries to consider how to describe it. ] If I recall, it started a little before...

[ huh. ]

... The piece that sounded a little incomplete.

text; i am a ginormous failure orz

[ghostytrainer]

whoops.
well i guess at least i was having a good day today instead of just...spamming the network with lots of random key plinking.
that probably would have been annoying.
i didn't bother you or anything, right?

auuudioo forever. and haha don't worry, it happens to everyone.

[bewilding]

The complete opposite, actually.

It was... pleasant. I wouldn't mind hearing some more.

text until otherwise noted

[ghostytrainer]

really?
like right now or was that just a general, figurative statement?

[text]

[grapecape]

[Ondorus listens, then quietly leaves a text message.]

You're very skilled. How long have you been playing piano?

[text]

[ghostytrainer]

since i was...five? ish?
so somewhere around nine years.
my dad taught me.

[text]

[grapecape]

Is it a family tradition?

[text]

[ghostytrainer]

you know, i never really thought about it that way but sort of?
my nanna taught my dad and he taught me so, i guess it kind of is.
though the egbert family tradition of pranksterism is one that we hold much more dearly than piano. that one goes much further back.

[tentacletrainer]

[[Rose is going to just sit outside the door and listen for a while, journal in her lap and pen scribbling away at some new story. Once she's satisfied with whatever it is she's writing though, there's going to be a knock from her at the door. Hi John. She totally wasn't listening the whole time.]]

[ghostytrainer]

Ah!

[John jumps, stopping awkwardly mid-song at the knock.]

'oo ith it?

[tentacletrainer]

[[Chuckling quietly to herself, she leans her shoulder against the door.]]

Rothe.

[ghostytrainer]

[fdklasjlfjkgljhdlkj]

Fahck you, oh mah gawr!

[Seriously Rose. What an ass. But it's okay for you to come in, John's just sitting on the piano bench fuming, face bright red. Because you're an ass making fun of his fang impediment.]

[tentacletrainer]

[[She peeks her head around the door, smiling.]] So is that a come in or a go away?

[action]

[eclectical]

[Jade's curiosity is piqued by the first tune John plays, but she doesn't make her way to the music room until he's played a few more.

She waits until John is finished playing a tune before she knocks on the door. She doesn't want to interrupt, after all!]

[action]

[ghostytrainer]

[He's going to have a heart attack by the end of today. All you people knocking on doors and setting off his gear. He gets really into his playing, you know!]

It'th not lock'd! Come in.

[action]

[eclectical]

[Your sister is just wondering what you're playing, John! JEEZ.]

Okay!

[Now that she's been given permission, she enters the music room and walks on over.]

Hi!

Re: [action]

[ghostytrainer]

[jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!!!]

[He swivels around on the bench to face her, grinning.]

Thup?

[action]

[eclectical]

Nothing much! I was just wondering what you were playing in here.

/late but doesn't care

[usedshooshpap]

How the fuck did you find one of those?

[ghostytrainer]

find what?
a piano?
dad got it for me for christmas.

[usedshooshpap]

Your actual dad or...

[ghostytrainer]

other father.
my dad-dad still isn't here.
unfortunately.

[usedshooshpap]

I see.

[ this is his 'i'm slightly judging you for that' tone. ]