All-Singing, All-Dancing MeteorsSUPERMAXED!
Tober: Finally, I can get a job now.
And the readers will probably be pleased to know there'll be less boring shots of you painting now.
Tober: Hi, I'm October CrumpleSteel and I was wondering if you'd know how I could sign up as a singer.
Proprietor: *internally* Ooh, yes, I'd marry her.
Congratulations, Tober, you're now a singer.
Tober: I'm going to be the best singer Lunar Lakes has ever known. I will stop at nothing!
Tober: *singing* Pleeeeeaaaasee! Listeeennnn to meeee! Someone! Anyone! Please!
It's not quite as easy as she hoped to get famous.
Tober: Give me... umm... whatever you recommend.
Mixologist: Certainly.
I thought you would stop at nothing to become a singer?
Tober: I'm being seen around town! That's just as important, my agent says so.
Black Op #3 completed. I like the Banzai Lounge.
Tober: So do I. *hic*
Tober: Woo yeah bass!
Again, the bass skill is part of my plan for her to get as many opps as possible She's now got her three available skills: painting, piano, bass.
Tober: Ouch.
I think maybe you shouldn't have had that juice.
Tober: I have a sing-a-gram to do. And several bruises. Ow.
Tober: You are special, you are amazing, you are... This is so demeaning, please make it stop.
Verity: You think your job is demeaning? I'm trying to make this toilet self-cleaning so I have to spend less time each day cleaning it. I want a maid.
If you look out the window, you'll see something funny though. This might be normal beachwear, but we're not actually anywhere near a beach. Insane trait, spotted.
Tober: Plllleeeaaaseee, give me a giiiiiggggg...
Tober: I'm fed up of doing stupid ditties for straaannnggeeerrrrs!
Proprietor: That was lovely! Tonight, 6.30?
Raja Ansari: NOOOOOO!
Tober: Excellent. Now to sing for a few tips to get my publicity going before my gig. I'm going to be a real singer!
Anais Willhelm: I can't believe I'm going to get to see October CrumpleSteel live!
Verity: Hmm, this weather forecast isn't looking at all good.
Tober: I'm walking on sunshine, wooahh-ohh, I've got a giiig, wooahh-ohh...
Tober! RUN!
Tober: What?
That.