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maskormenacelogs2017-07-09 12:38 am
redhott) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-07-09 12:38 am
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Break Another Little Piece of my Heart ( closed )
WHO: Kyle Conlen redhott and Spooky Jones nicetouch
WHERE: A seedy club in Maurtia Falls
WHEN: During a performance by Persephone, sometime early July
WHAT: Spooky hears about a hot bed of demonic activity that follows imPorts like Persephone, Goddess of the Underworld. Who would expect to see a goody like Kyle hanging around these miscreants, huh?
WARNINGS: N/A
[ You would think a star like Persephone would be buying out more public and well-known venues, but when money is not the goal of her performances any dive will do then. They never seem to be in the same place twice, and if you aren't following her closely, you'd never even know about them.
But thankfully she leaves a few calling cards here and there for those who know where to look. Kyle is definitely on the ball as loyal friend. Perhaps not one Pseph ever expected to have, but he's dug in too deep to ever free himself of her too-cool-for-school attitude. She's stuck with him, and that means he cheers from the crowd at almost every opportunity when she performs.
Tonight is no exception, even if the, uh, "establishment" around him is not the safest. The usual clientele are rough and ready to scream and writhe to Persephone's song. Kyle's just here to give a friend support, so he stays away from the liquor and nurses a Coca-Cola from the back of the "dance floor" (aka cleared section of the bar where tables once stood a few hours before). The way he looks, with bright red hair and obsidian black horns, no one dares to hassle him or his drink of choice. ]
redhott and Spooky Jones nicetouchWHERE: A seedy club in Maurtia Falls
WHEN: During a performance by Persephone, sometime early July
WHAT: Spooky hears about a hot bed of demonic activity that follows imPorts like Persephone, Goddess of the Underworld. Who would expect to see a goody like Kyle hanging around these miscreants, huh?
WARNINGS: N/A
[ You would think a star like Persephone would be buying out more public and well-known venues, but when money is not the goal of her performances any dive will do then. They never seem to be in the same place twice, and if you aren't following her closely, you'd never even know about them.
But thankfully she leaves a few calling cards here and there for those who know where to look. Kyle is definitely on the ball as loyal friend. Perhaps not one Pseph ever expected to have, but he's dug in too deep to ever free himself of her too-cool-for-school attitude. She's stuck with him, and that means he cheers from the crowd at almost every opportunity when she performs.
Tonight is no exception, even if the, uh, "establishment" around him is not the safest. The usual clientele are rough and ready to scream and writhe to Persephone's song. Kyle's just here to give a friend support, so he stays away from the liquor and nurses a Coca-Cola from the back of the "dance floor" (aka cleared section of the bar where tables once stood a few hours before). The way he looks, with bright red hair and obsidian black horns, no one dares to hassle him or his drink of choice. ]