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maskormenacelogs2017-05-05 04:11 pm
pummelgranite) wrote in maskormenacelogs2017-05-05 04:11 pm
May Open Prompts/Catchalls!
WHO: Persephone and YOU
WHERE: assorted
WHEN: May
WHAT: A rock concert, a motorcycle crash, an awkward moment at Starbeans Coffee
WARNINGS: self harm and drug use in prompts, reference to eating disorders and violence likely in threads
Persephone: Alive! At the Nonah Dome
1. [ It's been a long tedious six months of playing clubs, but hey, that's what you get with sub par management. But tickets had been harder and harder to get ahold of recently, until finally, she's filling up an arena like she deserves.
The bigger crowd does nothing but enhance the power of her song, and the joy of it. Sure, she's singing in incomprehensible tongues about suffering, and rage, and damnnation. But here, like this, hearing it along with another few thousand of her biggest fans? It's transcendent. It's orgasmic. Her security staff is running a little thin, they hadn't realized just how many people in General Admission would be collapsing and fainting, and just how quickly. It's all they can do to clear out the incapacitated and keep the other kids from jumping in to take their place. ]
2. [ Backstage, the opening acts and their entourages (none of them imPorts) are mostly sticking to themselves. Persephone, on the other hand, has a Lucifer cosplayer to either side of her (a lithe girl makes a decent impression of her, the other is a muscular boy in a white suit. There's little actual resemblance there, but somehow he's making it work.) Persephone puts a pill on her tongue and kisses it into the girl's mouth.
Certainly no one would interrupt this tender moment. ]
I crashed my car into a bridge I DONT CARE
3. [ It's about one in the morning, on the road from New York state into Maurtia Falls, still a good ten or fifteen miles out. A bike is driving along the road, looking very much exactly like a normal ride until with absolutely no warning at all, the bike takes a deliberate hard left turn and crashes directly into the side of an overpass.
And then explodes. ]
It's so hard being perfect and adored
4. [ Here's the thing about Godhood, is that you just can't turn it off. You can try to dress discreetly, but you'll find yourself in purple leopard print. Put on shades and a hoodie, see if there's a way to get overlooked, but that's no good either. People are drawn to divinity, whether it's intentionally on display or not.
In Persephone's case (currently hung over, dehydrated, decaffeinated, and on the out with her normal coffee-fetcher) it is really, really, absolutely not intentionally on display. Whereas usually, she would be fine to indulge fans with her cryptic non-answers, and harmless hostility, today she is not in the fucking mood. ]
What part of fuck off do you think it's cute to ignore, huh!? Fuck! Off!!
WHERE: assorted
WHEN: May
WHAT: A rock concert, a motorcycle crash, an awkward moment at Starbeans Coffee
WARNINGS: self harm and drug use in prompts, reference to eating disorders and violence likely in threads
Persephone: Alive! At the Nonah Dome
1. [ It's been a long tedious six months of playing clubs, but hey, that's what you get with sub par management. But tickets had been harder and harder to get ahold of recently, until finally, she's filling up an arena like she deserves.
The bigger crowd does nothing but enhance the power of her song, and the joy of it. Sure, she's singing in incomprehensible tongues about suffering, and rage, and damnnation. But here, like this, hearing it along with another few thousand of her biggest fans? It's transcendent. It's orgasmic. Her security staff is running a little thin, they hadn't realized just how many people in General Admission would be collapsing and fainting, and just how quickly. It's all they can do to clear out the incapacitated and keep the other kids from jumping in to take their place. ]
2. [ Backstage, the opening acts and their entourages (none of them imPorts) are mostly sticking to themselves. Persephone, on the other hand, has a Lucifer cosplayer to either side of her (a lithe girl makes a decent impression of her, the other is a muscular boy in a white suit. There's little actual resemblance there, but somehow he's making it work.) Persephone puts a pill on her tongue and kisses it into the girl's mouth.
Certainly no one would interrupt this tender moment. ]
I crashed my car into a bridge I DONT CARE
3. [ It's about one in the morning, on the road from New York state into Maurtia Falls, still a good ten or fifteen miles out. A bike is driving along the road, looking very much exactly like a normal ride until with absolutely no warning at all, the bike takes a deliberate hard left turn and crashes directly into the side of an overpass.
And then explodes. ]
It's so hard being perfect and adored
4. [ Here's the thing about Godhood, is that you just can't turn it off. You can try to dress discreetly, but you'll find yourself in purple leopard print. Put on shades and a hoodie, see if there's a way to get overlooked, but that's no good either. People are drawn to divinity, whether it's intentionally on display or not.
In Persephone's case (currently hung over, dehydrated, decaffeinated, and on the out with her normal coffee-fetcher) it is really, really, absolutely not intentionally on display. Whereas usually, she would be fine to indulge fans with her cryptic non-answers, and harmless hostility, today she is not in the fucking mood. ]
What part of fuck off do you think it's cute to ignore, huh!? Fuck! Off!!
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How long will that last?
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You're . . . Sabriel, right?
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[Sabriel inclines her head.]
And you're Persephone, right? The one with all the concerts?
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[ Yikes. RISE. She plays it cool, at least, and goes about pouring an absurd quantity of sugar into her coffee. ]
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It seemed a better job for helping people than working in a graveyard, and Armstrong's not as bad as some people make her out to be.
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[ Her head tips. ]
Weird mix, Underworld and cops.
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[Sabriel shrugs.]
Besides, if RISE didn't exist we'd eventually have a bunch of local police armed with nullifiers doing the same job.
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And what job is that, keeping Uncle Sam's property in line?
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But there are some imPorts who don't care about who they hurt getting what they want, or who take pleasure in hurting people, or just think having power means they can whatever they want without consequences- and some are simply criminals who've been given power.
And if they just got away with it, we wouldn't be nearly so welcomed. It's best imPorts are seen policing their own.
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[ She puts the lid back on her coffee and turns to leave. ]