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Persephone, the Destroyer ([personal profile] pummelgranite) wrote in [community profile] 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!!
glassfall: Cinders with a shocked look on her face. ({The angles are all wrong now})

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[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-06 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Cinders doesn't think she likes Maurtia Falls. Although she can take care of herself (she thinks), she doesn't like the way some of the people are looking at her.

And then there's an explosion. Trepidation forgotten, Cinders holds out a hand, willing the flames to die, before she runs over to the figure.]


Heavens! Are you alright?

[It's probably not the best question to ask, but give her a break. She's really not used to this.]
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[personal profile] bindsthedead 2017-05-06 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Sabriel vaguely recognizes Persephone- she's not sure if she's ever spoken to her, but she's aware of her as one of the imPorts whose embraced their status as celebrities.

So when she realizes what's going on, she pulls the most enthusiastic fans aside, tracing the mark for silence over their throats with crisp efficiency, one after the other.]


Why don't you give her some space?

[She doesn't raise her voice, but an unspoken go away is clear in her tone.]
glassfall: A sepia-toned shot of the lower half of Cinders' face and her rags. ({Somewhere too far for us to find})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-06 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait. She knows this girl.]

Persephone?!

[Cinders steps closer, inspecting her.]

You're not hurt at all.

[Is it her ability? No idea. But Cinders is glad she's okay.]
glassfall: Cinders smirking. ({And we'll dig a deep hole})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-06 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Cinders isn't sure whether or not to believe her or not. On the one hand, she isn't particularly inclined to believe something, simply because someone say so. On the other, Persephone doesn't have a scratch on her.]

First Woden, now you. Just how many "gods" are in this place?
Edited 2017-05-06 15:00 (UTC)
glassfall: A red-haired woman dressed in black, reading a book. ({She lives in a fairy tale})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-06 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
["Ugh" is right. Cinders is still trying to keep an open mind about people, but from their sole interaction so far, she doesn't think she likes him.]

Really? I haven't met anyone here from my world as of yet.

[So far, she's going to go ahead and count that as a good thing.]

I was trying to get to know this strange new world. So much about it is different from my own.

[Not least the technology.]
bindsthedead: (curious)

[personal profile] bindsthedead 2017-05-07 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Sabriel doesn't speak for a few moments as the crowd starts to disperse.]

And I thought imPort fans couldn't be any worse.
couldbebeautiful: (that's all i want to do)

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[personal profile] couldbebeautiful 2017-05-07 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Veronica hears of Persephone through word of mouth: people in school bitching about how hard it's become to get tickets to her concert, fans speaking in breathy tones about how much they love her, things like that. Veronica's curious enough to get a ticket off a scalper and on the night of the concert she's standing with the rest of the fans, standing out in simple blue (or retro clothes).

Then she hears the song.

It's like—

kissing JD, feeling him pull at her hair

that first hit buzzing in her lungs, alcohol in her veins making her feel like a live wire, is this how Bono must've felt at Live Aid

the urge to light a match and set this dump ablaze

—hell. Or heaven.

Veronica's caught up in the song before she knows it, screaming along with the rest of the fans. Later, she manages to sneak in, with a quick forgery (I'm with the press! she says, brandishing a fake pass) and finds herself backstage, clutching her notebook close to her chest.

What the fuck am I doing, she thinks.

Good question, Heather Chandler says. Veronica spins around, high on adrenaline, but her hallucination vanishes as quickly as she came.

Well, she's come this far.]
Edited (posted too early) 2017-05-07 04:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] dun_moch 2017-05-07 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
Fame always has its drawbacks, doesn't it?

[The voice that speaks is an elegant, resonant baritone that seems to fill the area. It's followed by a barely audible thrum of power in the air, and then one of the fans suddenly levitates a foot or so upwards, yelping with surprise. Count Dooku advances out of the shadows with his hand raised, speaking ever-so-politely.]

Pardon my interruption, but I would like a moment to speak with Persephone. Alone.

[He lowers the levitatee and waves a hand, motioning for the rest of the fans to scamper off.]
glassfall: Cinders smiling. ({Well go get your shovel})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-07 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Not quite. I just want to get to know it, that's all. As much as I can.
glassfall: Cinders, smiling slightly, wearing a mask. ({The lens I told her})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-07 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I used to do this back home, whenever I got the chance. In fact, just a few days ago, I went walking with the Captain of the Royal Guard, right after I'd just finished a stroll around town. I was exhausted afterwards, but it was worth it.

[Of course, this time, she'd had to take the bus, but hey.]
Edited 2017-05-07 16:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] taraincognita 2017-05-07 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[when some strange girl bursts through the rock, tara yelps in surprise, immediately assuming a fighting stance. her eyes glow yellow, and behind her, a jagged icicle of stone forms--ready to be sent towards the girl, if she poses a threat. which tara suspects that she might.

just a bit.]


Who the hell are you?

[her mouth is set in a line, eyebrows seeming dark and angry against the glow of her eyes. she looks threatening, although she's plainly much younger than persephone.]

How did you find me?
glassfall: Cinders' ball gown. ({Because your real life is tragic})

[personal profile] glassfall 2017-05-07 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's something about Persephone that just seems... sad. Behind the uncaring attitude she puts on, it's clear to Cinders that she's lost something. But whatever it is, Cinders doesn't know - and she's not about to pry.]

Would you like to... go somewhere? Have a meal, maybe?

[Who knows, maybe she'd appreciate some company.]
couldbebeautiful: (and you're right; that really blows)

[personal profile] couldbebeautiful 2017-05-08 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Busted.

Veronica opens her mouth and closes it, unable to quite find the words in Persephone's presence. Where Heather Chandler was a mythic bitch, Persephone is a goddamn force of nature—that's obvious from how the crowd had reacted, from how her song had affected (and still affects) Veronica herself.

And Veronica has just broken into her territory with a forged pass and very little idea of what to do next.]


Yeah, um, we're a new publication. [The lie trips out of her tongue, much less smooth than it usually would. Veronica internally winces at how bad it sounds, fully aware that her nerves at meeting the Destroyer in the flesh are fucking her up something fierce.] For teenage imPorts. This is my first assignment, please don't throw me out.

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