Post by Mimic on Aug 30, 2013 6:27:57 GMT -5
Crystal Arena Stadium
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To the north of the Crystal Plaza, the avenue opens up to the gleaming new feature of the Crystal Empire: the Crystal Arena. Home to the Equestria Games, the Crystal Arena is a massive stadium hewn from bluish-white crystal, and polished until it has a gleam that rivals the Crystal Palace itself.
The area surrounding the Crystal Arena is large grassed space big enough for colts and fillies to run around and play, or big enough for a sizeable fair to be set up. High above, a suspended walkway of clear crystal extends down from the Palace, linking the two structures. Brightly coloured pennants flutter in the breeze either side of the entrance, and the golden star symbol of the Equestria Games hangs proudly above.
Inside the Crystal Arena is a wonder of modern Crystal Pony architecture. From the outside the walls and domed roof appear opaque, yet from the inside they are transparent to the point they seem non-existant. Arranged around the edges of the walls are outcrops of raw crytsal, seemingly random, but carefully placed that none of the surrounding buildings are visible, save for the Crystal Palace.
Large doors stand where the Palace walkway enters the Arena, opening into a special seating area for Royalty and other very important ponies. Tiers of seating surround a central track and field. The track, oval in shape is lined and currently features a number of hurdles and other jumping obstacles, while the field seems to be configured for both showjumping and cross country.
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Featuring: Jukebox Hero (m unicorn), Dynamite Rave (m unicorn), and Rainbow Dash (f pegasus)
The floor of the arena has been set up with a stage to one end, leaving the rest of the grassy field open for the crowds of ponies who fill the stadium. The VIP section is roped off right at the front of the stage. Above, the night sky is clear and bright with stars and the glimmering aurora that makes itself known from time to time. Inside, the crystals glow with the spotlights turned onto the stage that illuminate the unmistakable emblem of Jukebox Hero's cutie mark on the backdrop. A local band is playing opener while folks still make their way in.
Sitting in the VIP section with Dash is Dynamite Rave. He is wearing a glow stick necklace about his neck for fun that glows in a bright green. He is bouncing a bit up and down on his hooves as he bobs his head to the sound of the opening band with a grin. "They aren't so bad." He calls over to his date for the night with a sparkle on his eyes. It seems any melancholy has melted away and replaced with excitement.
Rainbow_Dash has decided that, perhaps, it would be best to dispense with the extra gear for this one. She lounges in her seat, watching the opener with marked interest. Hmm...she might have to sample them later on! "Yeah, I think so too, actually" she observes, looking over at Dynamite. "You seem pretty excited, obviously!"
The cover band better be good. There'd likely be a riot otherwise. Not that Jukebox was ever known for sharing the stage much, but perhaps he's growing indulgent with age. As they begin to wind down their song, so too do the lights begin to dim and leaves the arena dark save the base of the crystals that pulse with a slow, cyan light. From around the packed stadium, voices begin to rise. At first they're mindless cheers and chatter, but with each moment they become more and more uniform as the steady stamp of hooves begins to sound like the beat of a drum. "Juke-box He-ro! Juxe-box He-ro!" Knowing their time is at an end, the opening band departs the stage.
"Of course I'm excited, I'm gonna see my dad on stage do what he does best, all the while hanging out with a pretty awesome chick. Best night ever? I think so." Dynamite Rave says with a wink to Dash as he gives a long stretch of his body, followed by a rally of his hoof in the air as he cheers along with the crowd.
"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome, all right!" Rainbow Dash replies, though once again there is that subtle doubt lingering at the back of her mind. Hopefully she'll be more than just an 'awesome chick' to Dynamite in the long run. "Yeah, go Jukebox!" she shouts, forging her own path of fannishness apart from the crowds'.
The emblem of Jukebox Hero across the backdrop fades until the stage is pure black. Then, after several long minutes that begins to leave the crowd restless, a single point of cyan light begins down on the stage itself. It begins like a flicker of flame and then begins to grow, brighter and brighter until it shines like a star. With a pulse and crack it erupts, the crystals around the stadium flaring to life in a brilliant gold that illuminates the stage and shows the star himself standing where the point of light had begun. The white stallion is adorned in a black jacket, the light catching off the golden studs in the collar and the red chevrons on the sleeves. He tips back his head and his voice calls out across the arena, projected though there seems to be no microphone in sight. "I HEAR YOU CAME FOR A GOOD TIME!" The crowd erupts, their roar almost drowning out the first notes that come from the band. "...heh, well I hate to keep you waiting."
Grinning as wide as he can, Dynamite can feel his face start to hurt as he tries not to laugh out too loud. Adrenaline courses through his veins as he yells in return with the crowd, waving a hoof towards his father on stage. Leaning in, he gives Dash a bit of a bump with his shoulder. "Thanks for coming here with me tonight. It means a lot."
"Happy to oblige!" Rainbow Dash quips tersely, before being thoroughly distracted by the unfolding events. "On with the show! Bring us some music!" she shouts at Jukebox, joining in the crowds' excitement in her own particular way.
That may be a wink he passes to a certain someone in the VIP section, though try picking out who from the crowd of swooning mares. The band begins playing a most distinctive guitar riff, the music reverberating off the crystals with a perfect acoustic, the sound ringing clear in the air. "Now listen..." Jukebox begins to sing, his voice an accent to the clarity of the sound, edged with a signature roughness that goes down smooth and then bites like a fine cider. "Not a bit, I can't pay my rent, I can barely make it throouugh the week. Saturday night I'd like to meet my girl but ri-ight now I can't make ends meet!" He continues to sing as he stamps his hoof in time with the music, "I'm always wo-rkin' sla-vin' every day, gotta get away from that saaame old, same old! I need a chance just to get away, If you could hear me think this is what I'd say!"
As he bobs his head with the music, stars light up in Dynamite's eyes as his horn gives a playful pulse. He knows this song. It's one of his favorites. It's a song that any guard can relate to. "It's nothing - but a good time! How an I resist? Ain't looking for nothing! But a good time! And it don't get better than this!" He sings out along with the crowd as he grooves side to side, his grin bolstered.
Rainbow_Dash is just bobbing her head along and tapping her hooves rapidly on the legrest of her seat. She prefers to be silent when listening, letting the music, the lyrics, speak to her as an organic whole...not that she would be privy to such an interpretation of her own disposition. really, she just wants to rock out and let the riffs and beats and twangs take her on a journey: a rock-and-roll journey!
The crowds voice sings out the chorus, Jukebox Hero but a backup singer to the cries of the crowd. His eyes are alight with a manic glow as he marches across the stage, the lights pulsing with every step he takes. "They say I spend my money on mares and highs but I couldn't tell you where I spent last niiight. I'm really sorry about the shape I'm in I just li-ike my fun every now and then." He belts though, though adds in a laugh and adds in, "...haha, no I'm not." And then his voice is rising, roaring out the chorus once again and then the music slips back, the singer continuing, "You see I raise a toast to all of us who are breaking our backs every day. If wanting the good life is such a crime we-ell, then just put me AWAAY!" He rears up, catching his coat in his teeth and yanks it clear in one deft pull, sending it slinging out into the audience. "Here's to ya!"
Laughing, Dynamite Rave is amused at his father's antics as he watches with perked ears. He can sure put on a show. He whistles loudly as he pumps another hoof in the air, then gives Dash another bright smile on his face. He is shaking his rump side to side, tail whipping about his ankles.
Rainbow_Dash is definitely impressed, having only heard the stories and rumours about Jukebox. Seeing him in the flesh puts it all together and adds up to a fantastic impression. "Yeah, rock on!" she shouts, waving her hooves in the air excitedly, smiling back at Dynamite as he smiles at her. Looks like they're both having fun!
As the song comes to an end the music shifts and the lights dim, the golden light but an ember's glow. The music shifts, a slow and steady pulse with just the single notes of a guitar. It sounds quiet, but the crowds euphoria suggests it's anything but. In the half-light of the of the stage, Jukebox begins to slowly walk towards the back of the stage. His voice still sounds clear, quiet but harsh, almost as if he was sad and weary. "...it's all the same, only the names will change. Everyday it seems we're wasting awaaay. It's another place where the faces are so cold, I'd run all niii-iight just to get back home. Oh, I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run. I'm wanted dead or alive. ...wanted dead or alive."
The tip of Dynamite's horn ignites with a bit of fire at the end as he sways back and forth with a grin on his face. "Ah, I love this song." He drawls out. "Man, my dad can really rock." He hums to Dash as he lets out a soft breath of content.
"Yeah, this is totally a classic!" Rainbow Dash states, concurring with Dynamite. In the meantime, she's someone produced a lighter which she's busy trying to activate using her hooves. Unicorns can't have all the fun with fire!
"Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days." Jukebox Hero continues, turning to look over his shoulder as if recalling the crowd. "...the ponies I meet always goin' their separate ways. Sometimes you tell the day by the songs that you sing, though times when you're alone all you do is think. Oooh I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run, and I'm wanted dead or alive." The music begins to pick up then as the crowd chants his name, even as Jukebox stands there at the very edge of the stage. His head is thrown back, the dim light catching off the sweat on his coat. His voice then sounds out, loud and defiant as the lights erupt back into being a vivid crimson red. "I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back, and I play for keeps 'cause I might not make it back. I been every-wheeeere, and I'm still standing tall! I've seen a million faces an I've ROCKED THEM ALL!" From the tops of the stages flames erupt with a thunderous rush of air, the magical surge casting off a harmless but electrifying heat over the crowd. "I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run, and wanted dead or alive! ...want-ed dead or aliiiveee."
With a grin, Dynamite uses his magic to light her lighter with a brief glow of magic to catch the gas. Winking at her, he turns his attention back to the stage as he cheers outwards at the casting of flames. He can feel the heat upon his face as he roars his approval.
Rainbow_Dash seems a bit miffed by this assistance. "Hey, I could've totally lit that on my own!" she insists, peering at the impossible mechanism. Who /designs/ these things anyway? Well, at least now she can do that fire-waving thing that ponies at concerts always do.
Several more songs come and go, the crowd swaying in time with soulful ballads and bouncing with upbeat beats. As the show begins to wind down, the panting stallion shares a wide grin with the crowd. "You've all been great! Been awesome to sing for you again! I have one more surprise for you all! There's someone who's waited way too long to join me up here, sometime I think some of you have heard about but haven't had the pleasure to meet." And then he turns his green eyes down to the VIP section, their color burning brighter than the lights. The next words set the crowd on fire, their voices raising in a ballistic euphoria. "MY SON, DYNAMITE RAVE! Get up here, kiddo!"
Dynamite_Rave blinks his eyes a few times, his cheer melting away into a look of shock. ".. Uh, wait, what?" He stammers out as he looks to Rainbow Dash, obviously /not/ expecting that. Reaching out to snag her hoof, it seems that he is going to take her up there with him. "Come on!" He says with a grin on his face as he starts for the stage with a proud strut.
In the Plaza to the South crystal ponies admire the Crystal Heart.
Rainbow_Dash snatches her hoof from his grasp and smirks. "Yo, he wants you, not me! 'Sides, this is kinda a special father-son moment, so..go out there!" She gently prods Dynamite onward, grinning mischievously.
As Dash wiggles free, Dynamite has a deer caught in headlights look. "Fine, but you owe me!" He says with a nervous grin on his face before he teleports the rest of the way on the stage, fire and smoke billowing out about him. He gives a wave to the roaring crowd before looking back to his father.
"Give him a shout, ponies!" He bellows out and on cue the crowd roars. If they gets any louder they're going to break the very crystals of the arena. Grinning with pure adrenaline towards his son, Jukebox tosses back his mane and turns his horn to the sky. Cyan magic glows and the skies darken. With a low rumble of thunder, rain begins to fall in sheets, though it never reaches the ground and the arena stays dry. But it's a hint and the crowd knows whats coming. THE song. The singer turns towards his son and the Dash, smirking as he begins to sing and his magic begins to shine along the stage like a rolling fog. "...standing in the rain, with his head hung low, he couldn't get a ticket... it was a sold out show. He heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene. He put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream, He heard one guitar that just BLEW him awaaay! He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day..."
'Bought a six string in a second hoof store." Dynamite continues on as his voice courses through the speakers in the arena, his body grooving side to side as he goes, throwing up a hoof to the air. "Was a one-way ticket only one-way to go! So he started rockin' ain't never gonna stop! Just keep on rocking - someday's he's gonna make it to the top and be a JUKE.BOX.HERO!" He roars out as he can feel fireworks explode around him in a shower of flame and color. "He got stars in his eyes! He's a Juke-Box-Hero! He'll come alive tonight!" He harmonizes with the guitars perfectly, one who has practiced singing this song in the shower or in his room for most of his life, looking to blow the crowd away much as his sire has.
"No I don't!" Rainbow Dash shouts playfully, watching as Dynamite takes his place by his father. As the song, THE song, begins, she leans forward and watches in awe as Dynamite gives it his all. Wow, he can /really/ rock out! Her eyes glimmer with stars as the music, the cheers, Dynamite's voice, the crazy crystals shining everywhere...it's a totally sublime moment.
The crowd is beside themselves as lightning flashes in brilliant aqua sparks above, the magic in the cloud churning in time to the music. It amplified the voices of Jukebox and Dynamite, casting it out over the crowd who sings along with them. The music dips down once more, the low and steady beat with pulses of bright notes. "In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour, he thought he passed his own shadow by the backstage door. Like a trip through the past, to that daaaaay in the raaaiin and that one guitaar that made his whole life change. Now he needs to keep on rockin', he just can't stop, Gotta keep on rockin', that boy has got to stay on top!"
As he powers through the chorus once more, singing to his father's anthem, Dynamite Rave looks like he is on top of the world. Though he doesn't have that deep rasp that his father has that most heavy rock singers have, he does have a hint of a growl buried deep within. "And be a juke-box-hero! He got stars in his eyes! He's a juke-box-hero! Just one guitar!" He can feel his own magic rip outwards from his horn, creating the effect of a phoenix spreading it's wings behind him as the feathers ripple in the air in it's fiery glory. As the rain pours down, the bird extinguishes with a puff of black smoke, spreading outwards from the floor of the stage, creating only more of a true rock effect.
A proper gruff voice takes years of abuse, something Jukebox has done with legendary renown. Right now, though, its like looking at him decades ago at the peak of his glory, alive like he hasn't been in ages. His voice rises to sing with that of his son, the two harmonizing like reflections of one voice young and old. As the singer's voice rises in the final, emphasized notes, the storm above explodes outwards like a nova and casts down a cascade of golden sparks like stars falling from the skies. The music ends with one last beat of the drums and leaves the crowds voices ringing in the night air. Panting, Jukebox reaches out with a hoof to sweep his son into a hug, murmuring into the boy's ear outside the projection of his magic. "Proud of ya, kiddo." Turning back to the audience, his voice once more rings out, "Thanks for coming, everypony! Keep rocking on!"
The cheering of the croud echos thorughout the arena.
<OOC> You say, "Well played, Room Spoof."
As he hugs his father back, Dynamite's face hurts from the grin that is etched into it. This was the night of his life and he can't feel any happier. He waited forever for a moment like this. To share in his father's glory. As he lets him go, he lifts up a hoof and waves to the audience as he listens to them cheer for the father and son duo. "I should get back to my date. Can't keep a lady waiting." He says with a grin, bumping shoulders against him.
OOC: Anyone who wishes to say they were here is totally welcome to, this was an open scene.
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To the north of the Crystal Plaza, the avenue opens up to the gleaming new feature of the Crystal Empire: the Crystal Arena. Home to the Equestria Games, the Crystal Arena is a massive stadium hewn from bluish-white crystal, and polished until it has a gleam that rivals the Crystal Palace itself.
The area surrounding the Crystal Arena is large grassed space big enough for colts and fillies to run around and play, or big enough for a sizeable fair to be set up. High above, a suspended walkway of clear crystal extends down from the Palace, linking the two structures. Brightly coloured pennants flutter in the breeze either side of the entrance, and the golden star symbol of the Equestria Games hangs proudly above.
Inside the Crystal Arena is a wonder of modern Crystal Pony architecture. From the outside the walls and domed roof appear opaque, yet from the inside they are transparent to the point they seem non-existant. Arranged around the edges of the walls are outcrops of raw crytsal, seemingly random, but carefully placed that none of the surrounding buildings are visible, save for the Crystal Palace.
Large doors stand where the Palace walkway enters the Arena, opening into a special seating area for Royalty and other very important ponies. Tiers of seating surround a central track and field. The track, oval in shape is lined and currently features a number of hurdles and other jumping obstacles, while the field seems to be configured for both showjumping and cross country.
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Featuring: Jukebox Hero (m unicorn), Dynamite Rave (m unicorn), and Rainbow Dash (f pegasus)
The floor of the arena has been set up with a stage to one end, leaving the rest of the grassy field open for the crowds of ponies who fill the stadium. The VIP section is roped off right at the front of the stage. Above, the night sky is clear and bright with stars and the glimmering aurora that makes itself known from time to time. Inside, the crystals glow with the spotlights turned onto the stage that illuminate the unmistakable emblem of Jukebox Hero's cutie mark on the backdrop. A local band is playing opener while folks still make their way in.
Sitting in the VIP section with Dash is Dynamite Rave. He is wearing a glow stick necklace about his neck for fun that glows in a bright green. He is bouncing a bit up and down on his hooves as he bobs his head to the sound of the opening band with a grin. "They aren't so bad." He calls over to his date for the night with a sparkle on his eyes. It seems any melancholy has melted away and replaced with excitement.
Rainbow_Dash has decided that, perhaps, it would be best to dispense with the extra gear for this one. She lounges in her seat, watching the opener with marked interest. Hmm...she might have to sample them later on! "Yeah, I think so too, actually" she observes, looking over at Dynamite. "You seem pretty excited, obviously!"
The cover band better be good. There'd likely be a riot otherwise. Not that Jukebox was ever known for sharing the stage much, but perhaps he's growing indulgent with age. As they begin to wind down their song, so too do the lights begin to dim and leaves the arena dark save the base of the crystals that pulse with a slow, cyan light. From around the packed stadium, voices begin to rise. At first they're mindless cheers and chatter, but with each moment they become more and more uniform as the steady stamp of hooves begins to sound like the beat of a drum. "Juke-box He-ro! Juxe-box He-ro!" Knowing their time is at an end, the opening band departs the stage.
"Of course I'm excited, I'm gonna see my dad on stage do what he does best, all the while hanging out with a pretty awesome chick. Best night ever? I think so." Dynamite Rave says with a wink to Dash as he gives a long stretch of his body, followed by a rally of his hoof in the air as he cheers along with the crowd.
"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome, all right!" Rainbow Dash replies, though once again there is that subtle doubt lingering at the back of her mind. Hopefully she'll be more than just an 'awesome chick' to Dynamite in the long run. "Yeah, go Jukebox!" she shouts, forging her own path of fannishness apart from the crowds'.
The emblem of Jukebox Hero across the backdrop fades until the stage is pure black. Then, after several long minutes that begins to leave the crowd restless, a single point of cyan light begins down on the stage itself. It begins like a flicker of flame and then begins to grow, brighter and brighter until it shines like a star. With a pulse and crack it erupts, the crystals around the stadium flaring to life in a brilliant gold that illuminates the stage and shows the star himself standing where the point of light had begun. The white stallion is adorned in a black jacket, the light catching off the golden studs in the collar and the red chevrons on the sleeves. He tips back his head and his voice calls out across the arena, projected though there seems to be no microphone in sight. "I HEAR YOU CAME FOR A GOOD TIME!" The crowd erupts, their roar almost drowning out the first notes that come from the band. "...heh, well I hate to keep you waiting."
Grinning as wide as he can, Dynamite can feel his face start to hurt as he tries not to laugh out too loud. Adrenaline courses through his veins as he yells in return with the crowd, waving a hoof towards his father on stage. Leaning in, he gives Dash a bit of a bump with his shoulder. "Thanks for coming here with me tonight. It means a lot."
"Happy to oblige!" Rainbow Dash quips tersely, before being thoroughly distracted by the unfolding events. "On with the show! Bring us some music!" she shouts at Jukebox, joining in the crowds' excitement in her own particular way.
That may be a wink he passes to a certain someone in the VIP section, though try picking out who from the crowd of swooning mares. The band begins playing a most distinctive guitar riff, the music reverberating off the crystals with a perfect acoustic, the sound ringing clear in the air. "Now listen..." Jukebox begins to sing, his voice an accent to the clarity of the sound, edged with a signature roughness that goes down smooth and then bites like a fine cider. "Not a bit, I can't pay my rent, I can barely make it throouugh the week. Saturday night I'd like to meet my girl but ri-ight now I can't make ends meet!" He continues to sing as he stamps his hoof in time with the music, "I'm always wo-rkin' sla-vin' every day, gotta get away from that saaame old, same old! I need a chance just to get away, If you could hear me think this is what I'd say!"
As he bobs his head with the music, stars light up in Dynamite's eyes as his horn gives a playful pulse. He knows this song. It's one of his favorites. It's a song that any guard can relate to. "It's nothing - but a good time! How an I resist? Ain't looking for nothing! But a good time! And it don't get better than this!" He sings out along with the crowd as he grooves side to side, his grin bolstered.
Rainbow_Dash is just bobbing her head along and tapping her hooves rapidly on the legrest of her seat. She prefers to be silent when listening, letting the music, the lyrics, speak to her as an organic whole...not that she would be privy to such an interpretation of her own disposition. really, she just wants to rock out and let the riffs and beats and twangs take her on a journey: a rock-and-roll journey!
The crowds voice sings out the chorus, Jukebox Hero but a backup singer to the cries of the crowd. His eyes are alight with a manic glow as he marches across the stage, the lights pulsing with every step he takes. "They say I spend my money on mares and highs but I couldn't tell you where I spent last niiight. I'm really sorry about the shape I'm in I just li-ike my fun every now and then." He belts though, though adds in a laugh and adds in, "...haha, no I'm not." And then his voice is rising, roaring out the chorus once again and then the music slips back, the singer continuing, "You see I raise a toast to all of us who are breaking our backs every day. If wanting the good life is such a crime we-ell, then just put me AWAAY!" He rears up, catching his coat in his teeth and yanks it clear in one deft pull, sending it slinging out into the audience. "Here's to ya!"
Laughing, Dynamite Rave is amused at his father's antics as he watches with perked ears. He can sure put on a show. He whistles loudly as he pumps another hoof in the air, then gives Dash another bright smile on his face. He is shaking his rump side to side, tail whipping about his ankles.
Rainbow_Dash is definitely impressed, having only heard the stories and rumours about Jukebox. Seeing him in the flesh puts it all together and adds up to a fantastic impression. "Yeah, rock on!" she shouts, waving her hooves in the air excitedly, smiling back at Dynamite as he smiles at her. Looks like they're both having fun!
As the song comes to an end the music shifts and the lights dim, the golden light but an ember's glow. The music shifts, a slow and steady pulse with just the single notes of a guitar. It sounds quiet, but the crowds euphoria suggests it's anything but. In the half-light of the of the stage, Jukebox begins to slowly walk towards the back of the stage. His voice still sounds clear, quiet but harsh, almost as if he was sad and weary. "...it's all the same, only the names will change. Everyday it seems we're wasting awaaay. It's another place where the faces are so cold, I'd run all niii-iight just to get back home. Oh, I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run. I'm wanted dead or alive. ...wanted dead or alive."
The tip of Dynamite's horn ignites with a bit of fire at the end as he sways back and forth with a grin on his face. "Ah, I love this song." He drawls out. "Man, my dad can really rock." He hums to Dash as he lets out a soft breath of content.
"Yeah, this is totally a classic!" Rainbow Dash states, concurring with Dynamite. In the meantime, she's someone produced a lighter which she's busy trying to activate using her hooves. Unicorns can't have all the fun with fire!
"Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days." Jukebox Hero continues, turning to look over his shoulder as if recalling the crowd. "...the ponies I meet always goin' their separate ways. Sometimes you tell the day by the songs that you sing, though times when you're alone all you do is think. Oooh I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run, and I'm wanted dead or alive." The music begins to pick up then as the crowd chants his name, even as Jukebox stands there at the very edge of the stage. His head is thrown back, the dim light catching off the sweat on his coat. His voice then sounds out, loud and defiant as the lights erupt back into being a vivid crimson red. "I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back, and I play for keeps 'cause I might not make it back. I been every-wheeeere, and I'm still standing tall! I've seen a million faces an I've ROCKED THEM ALL!" From the tops of the stages flames erupt with a thunderous rush of air, the magical surge casting off a harmless but electrifying heat over the crowd. "I'm a cowboy, in these steel shoes I run, and wanted dead or alive! ...want-ed dead or aliiiveee."
With a grin, Dynamite uses his magic to light her lighter with a brief glow of magic to catch the gas. Winking at her, he turns his attention back to the stage as he cheers outwards at the casting of flames. He can feel the heat upon his face as he roars his approval.
Rainbow_Dash seems a bit miffed by this assistance. "Hey, I could've totally lit that on my own!" she insists, peering at the impossible mechanism. Who /designs/ these things anyway? Well, at least now she can do that fire-waving thing that ponies at concerts always do.
Several more songs come and go, the crowd swaying in time with soulful ballads and bouncing with upbeat beats. As the show begins to wind down, the panting stallion shares a wide grin with the crowd. "You've all been great! Been awesome to sing for you again! I have one more surprise for you all! There's someone who's waited way too long to join me up here, sometime I think some of you have heard about but haven't had the pleasure to meet." And then he turns his green eyes down to the VIP section, their color burning brighter than the lights. The next words set the crowd on fire, their voices raising in a ballistic euphoria. "MY SON, DYNAMITE RAVE! Get up here, kiddo!"
Dynamite_Rave blinks his eyes a few times, his cheer melting away into a look of shock. ".. Uh, wait, what?" He stammers out as he looks to Rainbow Dash, obviously /not/ expecting that. Reaching out to snag her hoof, it seems that he is going to take her up there with him. "Come on!" He says with a grin on his face as he starts for the stage with a proud strut.
In the Plaza to the South crystal ponies admire the Crystal Heart.
Rainbow_Dash snatches her hoof from his grasp and smirks. "Yo, he wants you, not me! 'Sides, this is kinda a special father-son moment, so..go out there!" She gently prods Dynamite onward, grinning mischievously.
As Dash wiggles free, Dynamite has a deer caught in headlights look. "Fine, but you owe me!" He says with a nervous grin on his face before he teleports the rest of the way on the stage, fire and smoke billowing out about him. He gives a wave to the roaring crowd before looking back to his father.
"Give him a shout, ponies!" He bellows out and on cue the crowd roars. If they gets any louder they're going to break the very crystals of the arena. Grinning with pure adrenaline towards his son, Jukebox tosses back his mane and turns his horn to the sky. Cyan magic glows and the skies darken. With a low rumble of thunder, rain begins to fall in sheets, though it never reaches the ground and the arena stays dry. But it's a hint and the crowd knows whats coming. THE song. The singer turns towards his son and the Dash, smirking as he begins to sing and his magic begins to shine along the stage like a rolling fog. "...standing in the rain, with his head hung low, he couldn't get a ticket... it was a sold out show. He heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene. He put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream, He heard one guitar that just BLEW him awaaay! He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day..."
'Bought a six string in a second hoof store." Dynamite continues on as his voice courses through the speakers in the arena, his body grooving side to side as he goes, throwing up a hoof to the air. "Was a one-way ticket only one-way to go! So he started rockin' ain't never gonna stop! Just keep on rocking - someday's he's gonna make it to the top and be a JUKE.BOX.HERO!" He roars out as he can feel fireworks explode around him in a shower of flame and color. "He got stars in his eyes! He's a Juke-Box-Hero! He'll come alive tonight!" He harmonizes with the guitars perfectly, one who has practiced singing this song in the shower or in his room for most of his life, looking to blow the crowd away much as his sire has.
"No I don't!" Rainbow Dash shouts playfully, watching as Dynamite takes his place by his father. As the song, THE song, begins, she leans forward and watches in awe as Dynamite gives it his all. Wow, he can /really/ rock out! Her eyes glimmer with stars as the music, the cheers, Dynamite's voice, the crazy crystals shining everywhere...it's a totally sublime moment.
The crowd is beside themselves as lightning flashes in brilliant aqua sparks above, the magic in the cloud churning in time to the music. It amplified the voices of Jukebox and Dynamite, casting it out over the crowd who sings along with them. The music dips down once more, the low and steady beat with pulses of bright notes. "In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour, he thought he passed his own shadow by the backstage door. Like a trip through the past, to that daaaaay in the raaaiin and that one guitaar that made his whole life change. Now he needs to keep on rockin', he just can't stop, Gotta keep on rockin', that boy has got to stay on top!"
As he powers through the chorus once more, singing to his father's anthem, Dynamite Rave looks like he is on top of the world. Though he doesn't have that deep rasp that his father has that most heavy rock singers have, he does have a hint of a growl buried deep within. "And be a juke-box-hero! He got stars in his eyes! He's a juke-box-hero! Just one guitar!" He can feel his own magic rip outwards from his horn, creating the effect of a phoenix spreading it's wings behind him as the feathers ripple in the air in it's fiery glory. As the rain pours down, the bird extinguishes with a puff of black smoke, spreading outwards from the floor of the stage, creating only more of a true rock effect.
A proper gruff voice takes years of abuse, something Jukebox has done with legendary renown. Right now, though, its like looking at him decades ago at the peak of his glory, alive like he hasn't been in ages. His voice rises to sing with that of his son, the two harmonizing like reflections of one voice young and old. As the singer's voice rises in the final, emphasized notes, the storm above explodes outwards like a nova and casts down a cascade of golden sparks like stars falling from the skies. The music ends with one last beat of the drums and leaves the crowds voices ringing in the night air. Panting, Jukebox reaches out with a hoof to sweep his son into a hug, murmuring into the boy's ear outside the projection of his magic. "Proud of ya, kiddo." Turning back to the audience, his voice once more rings out, "Thanks for coming, everypony! Keep rocking on!"
The cheering of the croud echos thorughout the arena.
<OOC> You say, "Well played, Room Spoof."
As he hugs his father back, Dynamite's face hurts from the grin that is etched into it. This was the night of his life and he can't feel any happier. He waited forever for a moment like this. To share in his father's glory. As he lets him go, he lifts up a hoof and waves to the audience as he listens to them cheer for the father and son duo. "I should get back to my date. Can't keep a lady waiting." He says with a grin, bumping shoulders against him.
OOC: Anyone who wishes to say they were here is totally welcome to, this was an open scene.