7771/A Rocky Start

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A Rocky Start
Date of Scene: 10 September 2021
Location: Rock Wallz Gym
Synopsis: Alison and Mike can get quite competitive...
Cast of Characters: Michael Hannigan, Alison Blaire




Michael Hannigan has posed:
If one were to say that Thursday evenings were quiet evenings for recreational activities, they would be a liar. There are college students who have mastered scheduling their classes to get consistent 3 day weekends and then you have the weekday worker who has gotten so much crap over the first few days that they just need to do SOMETHING to get the will to show up to work on Friday.

But. Most people when they're about to start their weekend decide they're going out to eat, or going clubbing, or seeing a movie. Not so many of them go 'I'm going to the GYM!'

Or at least that's what Mike was hoping would be the case this time around. Dressed in some neutral toned, second-hand exercise pants and a tank top. The pony tailed musician glances to the rock walls with a climber on each path. Looks like there will be a wait even if he did choose a lower difficulty course. The rocker gives a sigh. "I figured the new ninja course would have drawn people away from these." He admits, looking to his side.

On the bright side, most of the people in the room are more focused on not falling than on looking for hidden celebrities.

Alison Blaire has posed:
5r"You underestimate the intimidation factor," comes the reply by Nick's side. Alison B. is in her workout clothes, all neutral greys and blacks. She did briefly threaten to show up in one of those monstrosities from the eighties, but the point was raised that it might distract and/or temporarily blind fellow climbers, and thus her prank was averted.

For now, at least.

"People like the novelty of having a ninja course, but it's like coffee: the majority will tell you they love a dark, heavy roast, but most people /actually/ just want sugary abominations with whippped cream and no bitterness."

She gives him a bright smile, "You've gone through all of your warm-ups? Don't want yu to get stuck halfway up the wall," she teases.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"I'm warmed up." Mike assures, smirking at Alison, "It's not the first time I've been on the wall. Not an expert by far but...I think I'm at a respectable level. I'll even be good and drop it down a difficulty due to the time away touring." He glances back over to the wall, "Have you climbed before?"

Alison Blaire has posed:
"Oh yeah. Quite a lot, but not in the past year. Last year has been somewhat... well, irregular. And that's with touring." She looks up at the wall and grins, "I remember the first time I saw one of these things when I was a kid. I thought they were the coolest thing. They first set them up at the mall. I found so many excuses to go down there- bought things I didn't really even want just to do go." She lets out a breath, and a wry smile replaces the fond one.

"Dad wasn't too crazy about it. He was always of the mind that a young lady should do the 'respectable' sports and activities. You know, ballet, tennis, the socially acceptable ones for stuffed collars and withered old white people with sticks up their asses." And wry turns to satisfied mischief. "After he started becoming more vocal about it, I found even more excuses to come down to the mall. Drove him crazy."

A brief pause, and then a sigh. "And then they tore down the mall to make way for that multiplex theater chain."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike gives a relaxed smile, listening to Alison recall some happy childhood memories. The story he had about rock walls, probably less whimsical. He saw the rock wall here. The gym at the condo doesn't have a rock wall. He got a membership. The end.

"You know what we should do?" Mike starts, giving a bit of an impish smirk as he gestures to the top of the wall. "Picture of us when we get to the top. Put up a post with a caption 'Hi dad! Guess what we did!' He'll love it. I'm sure."

Alison Blaire has posed:
The blonde's eyes go slightly wide and she laughs, "Oh that would get his goat! Too bad he isn't on social media, though..." Her phone comes out briefly as she checks something, and then an eyebrow goes up. "But several of his colleagues *are*," she says, giving Nick a flash of that look that often leads to mischief.

"Let's see if I can up the difficulty by a level so I am as sweaty and as unladylike as possible for the photo."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"I like where this is going." Mike admits, glancing around to one of the gym workers. "Hmm..." He considers for a moment before shaking his head, "Nah. I was going to say maybe some footage of the climb from down below but that's asking for some angles you don't want online."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"Definitely not, though it's not an angle that hasn't been caught on footage. Remember the Thanksgiving parade float incident a year ago?" She shakes her head. Whose brilliant idea was it to put her on rollerskates on a raked platform. That was moving down the street.

"Too bad you don't have one of those fancy drones, that would make for some dramatic shots. Hey- I should consider adding some drone effects... they're getting pretty fancy. I always worry that a strong gale will knock them into each other and then rain down on the audience."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
If Dazzler was expecting a look of pain coming from Mike she's going to be disappointed. He instead starts chuckling as he's reminded of that. "We've all got our Thanksgiving Day Parade moments. Although...that was classic."

He glances up to the Green route, monitoring how far up that person is progress wise before he leans over to Alison. "You got your parade... I got the vampire movie that comes out every October..."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"But vampires get to be cool on-and-off. And there's always the ironic appreciation audience. But dangling off a platform with flailing legs and my behind stuck up in the air will /never/ be cool."

She relents. "Look on the bright side: at least Ann Rice hasn't asked you to star in her new thinly-veiled homoerotic vampire screenplay like she did with the guy from Red Sparks. I hear she's a little... you know." Eyes widen "Intense."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
"Depends on who is watching." Mike muses, "You did hold on to that platform rather well. And as far as people stuck in such a position, you pulled off the look well."

He grins, listening to the consolation. "Ok. Based from that consolation I don't think you even saw 'Life Bites!' . "

Alison Blaire has posed:
"I saw it," she admits, moving a few steps ahead as the line moves, "There was also a drinking game tied to it with my bandmates. I don't remember much after the first twenty minutes, I admit," she says with a grin. "But if Olivia Newton-John could recover from 'Xanadu', anyone can recover from anything."

She purses her lips, and then adds. "Ok. Maybe not 'Evita.'" She shakes her head.

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike considers the challenge. "Freddy got Fingered." He offers in counter to Evita. "Evita had the Banderas factor."

Alison Blaire has posed:
Turning it into a one-upmanship contest, The Dazzler looks at Mike and, with a steely, determined look, says one word:

"Glitter."

That particular iceberg in Mariah Carey's career had been reviewed as 'Heroically bad' by Empire Magazine. The Austin Chronicle had gasped 'Is this for real?', TV Guide called it 'a butt-numbing exercise in tedium.'

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Oh it is on. From the deepest depths of of movie hell Mike draws forth the next example. He takes a breath, shaking his head. Pale eyes lift up, steadying onto Alison's. They narrow, defiantly. "From Justin To Kelly."

Or as one critic has quite eloquently put it: 'It's like Grease: The Next Generation acted out by the food-court staff at SeaWorld'.

Alison Blaire has posed:
There are some things man was not meant to know.

"Hmm... good one," Alison says, glancing at the wall, and grinning as the coast finally clears for her. Yellow. Because her competitive fuse has been lit. "However, you are forgetting something."

A completely unadulterated bundle of the worst of cinema all spun up into one ball of madness. It cannot be described, and it can barely be experienced. That is what one of the reviews had read. If you believe in God, another had read, be prepared to question His existence.

She approaches her chosen starting point and glances back at Nick with the same aplomb with which Mandy Patinkin delivered the line 'My name is Inigo Montoya...'

"The Apple."

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike steps up as well, shifting towards the Green row. Granted it is one lower in difficulty than Alison but he has been away from the wall for some time. And it's not like they can do the same path. "Music B-movie marathon later?" Mike asks, "Can probably pull Wade into it too."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"Oh, you're on!" Alison laughs as she grabs onto her path, "I'll invite some of the girls from the band. They've made a drinking board game for B-movies. I hope your tolerance level is good these days!"

Michael Hannigan has posed:
Mike is a little slower to get to his path. Mainly because the green path up above is still trying to pull himself over the wall. Once he's given the clear, he's hooked in and walks over and gets ready.

"This is going to be fun." He declares, "On three. Your count."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"Your ass is grass!" Alison says, very much in the hammy, over-delivered way in which B-movie actors are wont to act, "Today is the day that she blinded you with..." she looks up. "Climbing."

"One."

"Two..."

"THREE!"