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@couldbecertainthen / @anomalousunknown liked for a starter
" Hey! Aren't you the kid from that theatre show? Yeah! The singer who's dad escaped from jail just to see you!" He stumbled on his words, the seemingly nerdy looking reporter clearing his throat and pushing up his glasses. "Sorry if that sounded... Rude, I didn't mean to be, its just... Would you mind it if I asked you some questions for the Daily Plantain?"
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“Hey, uh, how’s dad?”
Well it seemed Oxbridge pleasantries were going to have to be bypassed this time around. The current plan for the conversation seemed to be a jump forward to personal conversations. It was not as if the punk rocker cared much for those ‘proper’ greetings anyway. They always seemed so...formal. This approach was much more dynamic. Shattered the ice into tiny pieces. Much more her speed. And the best thing she could think to do to rekindle any sense of camaraderie she had with the gorilla.
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Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:
Not Accepting!
NAME: Johnny🐵
RINGTONE: Penguin Cafe Orchestra - Perpetuum Mobile
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: [5:15PM] [Johnny]: Oh srry Mr. Moon!!! Leave it there I’ll come get it!! Thx!
LAST TEXT SENT: [5:15PM] [Me]: Heya Johnny! Just wanted to ask something- I found a bunny mask backstage today and I’ve been asking around. It wouldn’t happen to be yours?? 🐰
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‘ can i ask how your dad ended up in jail ? n - not that it’s any of my business, or maybe that wasn’t even your dad ! i just . . long hug, orange jumpsuit, you hardly talk about your family. maybe i assumed wrong, oh, gosh, now i’m rambling AND -- . . i’m sorry. ’
“You could still be a good person.”
“How can I be a good person, when I can’t even be a good father?” He asked, staring his son straight into the eyes, hands on his shoulders.
Maybe breaking out of prison was too extreme, but it had to be done. He had to see him. His son. His only son. The son he had disowned. The son he hadn’t listened to. The son he dragged into this life of crime.
He had endangered his son beforehand by doing so, but he was too blind to realize that in the moment. He was too focused on the riches, the lifestyle, the thrill of a life of crime. He would argue that he did it all for Johnny, but, in reality, he did it for himself. He knew that now, and there was no changing that.
But, seeing his son on the screen, singing his heart out, sparked something inside, and he made the blackout decision. Because, he had to see Johnny, and he had to make things right.
He loved his son more than anything, and now he had to let him know that.
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As a Koala in the entertainment industry, Buster was required to possess the skills needed to determine the status of a singer, whether it would be excellent or ABYSMAL. To be aware of what could refine their talents or cause them to nose-dive. Not to mention with the amount of experience he had with actors in Musicals, sometimes preparation wasn’t available. He found predicting by ear useful. Who would be good in pairs, solo, with an instrument, and so on.
Of course, Mr. Moon wasn’t renowned for being an exceptional director or a mammal with the remote sense to LISTEN to others.. but he’d like to think he was getting better.
There was a sparkle behind brilliant blue eyes, a hanging jaw curling upward into his signature jolly smile. Pleasant notes pouring from the piano with a hardiness and glide. It wasn’t just music to his ears, it was progress, hope that only reaffirmed his beliefs that his cherished Theater and dreams would be SAVED.
Once silence fell upon both animals, fluffy paws began clapping with pure delight.
❝ ..Johnny.. that was wonderful! Outstanding, you’ve really improved! Those lessons with Ms. Crawley truly payed off, eh?❞
Digits came up to suppress a laugh. It wasn’t out of maliciousness, but amusement. Buster had been dreadfully nervous, but hearing the Gorilla’s lovely solo enhanced his mood a great deal.
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@couldbecertainthen liked for a short starter with JUDY.
❝ Sir? A quick word, if I may? ❞ she says as she steps towards the gorilla who had been skateboarding. Upon stepping closer, she gestures to her badge pinned to her torso before continuing. ❝ I’m Officer Judy Hopps ------ I just have a few questions I’d like to ask you. ❞ As she waits for a response, a small notepad & her carrot pen is withdrawn with an audible C L I C K from her pouch as if “no” wasn’t a probable answer here.
