Song 3: "Farm-Town Monks"

After the successful raid of the Farm complex and Langlicia getting her Spy's Ring, I role-played a little scene where she got a little drunk and a little more spicy, and played and sang a song during a ship-wide party while . . . stripping.  (She was actually invisible for the duration until the very end.)

The point of it was that she was doing her version of the promotion tradition, by escaping from a compromising position without being seen.  See the section titled "The Tradition of the Escape:" in the description of the character.

I didn't want to sing the whole song during the game session, but I did go to the trouble of writing it and posting the lyrics in which she does actually describe what she's doing.

[ To the tune of Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson featuring Bruno Mars ]

Please sit, we've been told
Fortune favors the quite bold
Down here we get hazing
no praising, no press releases
Hiding, sighting, quiet as a little kitty
So go on and party on
I'll dismiss myself, with this ditty

If I hide (hot damn)
"Where'd I go?" you will inquire, man
If I hide (hot damn)
Make your time about to expire, man
If I hide (hot damn)
Play my game, find out who I am
If I hide (hot damn)
then you can't find me, honey (look around)

(This) girl'll hit ya, I'll get to ya
(This) girl'll hit ya, I'll subdue ya
(This) girl'll hit ya, black-and-blue ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
Party tonight but I'll flee the spot
Don't believe me, just watch, come on
...

Stop, wait a minute
Find your back, put a dagger in it
Make a slit, 'round your neck
Here we go, time to ditch
Glide through Darkness,silently, you won't never see me
I'm gon' show up, and take you down
then I'm gon' escape like Houdini

If I hide (hot damn)
"Where'd I go?" you will inquire, man
If I hide (hot damn)
Make your time about to expire, man
If I hide (hot damn)
Play my game, find out who I am
If I hide (hot damn)
then you can't find me, honey (look around)

(This) girl'll hit ya, peekaboo ya
(This) girl'll hit ya, run it through ya
(This) girl'll hit ya, hardly knew ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
'Cause Farm-town monks gon' give it to ya
Party tonight but I'll flee the spot
Don't believe me, just watch, come on

Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Don't believe me, just watch
Hey, hey, hey, oh