This was the first time Ro'vana had hosted an event that wasn't focused on her and her alone. She came up with the idea on a whim, reflecting back to her childhood. "If I had something like this when I was first starting out," she thought, typing up the plan on her datapad, "Those wasted minutes begging for performing slots could have been filled with, well, performing!" She had decided on an open-mic event- everyone was welcome and everyone could perform. Open all night and all day, giving loads of time to those who really need it. Ro'vana advertised it everywhere she could, commissioning artists to make posters, writers to draft out blog posts, etc. She made sure that news was spread far and wide over the 'Net, and made double sure that everyone knew that everyone was welcome. She even invited some managers that she knew had opening in their own personal performing spaces!
"There's no possible way this could backfire, right?"
She paced around her study the day before the event.
"The weirdos can't ruin it, right? It's just a fun way for people to get some traction!"
Ten hours until open-mic.
"I can't cancel it now... I'll just have to wait and see what happens."
There was already a crowd forming at the doors. Her bartenders and waiters bustled about, getting everything ready.
Ro'vana stepped down the metal staircase, glancing around her Cabaret. She approached the piano, and tapped on it to see if any last minute adjustments had to be tuned out.
The crowd outside grew louder.
The microphone stood in it's usual spot. And, for the first time, she won't be the one on it all night.
"Open the doors." Ro'vana said, glancing at the pretty waitress who just happened to be right by, "Let's get this show on the road."