☆TRACK V: I WILL TWIST THE KNIFE PT. 1

[interdimanagers]

Who: Everyone that isn't an opt out!
What: Naomi Rivers throws a terrible holiday party.
When: December 7th, 2054
Where: Naomi's ocean side mansion.
Warnings: Violence, poisoning, various murder attempts, mind control, general uncomfortable lack of consent. Also, probably drug use. Maybe sex? Who knows what you'll get up to.

“I will burn for you; Feel pain for you. I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart, And tear it apart.” ☆I WILL TWIST THE KNIFE The first two hours of the solstice party are surprisingly normal. Members of both labels arrive by private sky shuttle, and are invited into the ballroom for food and drink. It’s even more surprising when both Lesedi Santiago and Edward Blanche arrive as well, and spent most of that first period speaking quietly in a nearby lounge area. Lesedi’s body guards and Juno watch the space around them, keeping anyone of lesser important from interrupting what looks to be quite the serious discussion. After food, the ballroom stage is taken over by a number of increasingly impressive entertainment pieces. It seems to be obligatory for everyone to stay and watch (not that it’s a struggle – the talent involved is unmistakeable), but not long into it Lesedi and Edward can be seen disappearing outside together, and show no immediate signs of returning. And that’s when Naomi Rivers takes the stage. To the Virgo that have heard it before, the song is more viscerally familiar than anything you’ve only heard once should be, and it awakens the ideas that were implanted there the night before. You have a job to do here, tonight. One that is only fair – almost righteous. Lesedi Santiago and her ilk will suffer for her transgressions. The performances end, and everyone is released out to the rest of the grounds, to mingle and celebrate at their leisure. While things may seem civil on the surface, beneath that something dark is brewing. You gradually begin to notice that almost none of the more veteran members of either label are present. ► BALLROOM: The central nexus of the party, the ballroom is the location of the buffet table, the stage, and the dance floor. There will be music available all night, even after the official “performances” have ended. There are tables set up around the edges of the room for eating and relaxing. ► LOUNGE: Where Lesedi and Edward were having their meeting earlier, the lounge is filled with comfortable chairs, classic art, and a large, ornate fireplace. If you figure out who to ask, there are a number of chemical vices available to all guests. ► BALCONIES: There is a generous series of balconies that line the exterior of the upper floor. The ocean can be seen from one side and the gardens can be seen from the other. ► GUEST ROOMS: Down the halls from the ballroom there are a few generous guest bedrooms that have been left open for use. ► GARDENS: Out towards the back there are a wide variety of plants, and a well kept stone path and manmade waterfall. The plant life is on the sedate side due to the winter, but it’s still green. ► OUTDOOR POOL: There’s a pool out front with a shallow and a deep end. The water is clear and artificially warmed. ☆OOC CONSIDERATIONS Please remember that any attempted assassinations are meant to remain covert, and if your character is incapable of being stealthy then you must assume that any attempts you make are happening towards the end of the evening – let’s say around 11PM. The spell compelling people to do this does not want a riot or a bloodbath – what it wants is for people to die before the rest of the group can realize that anything is even going on. Of course, this isn’t exactly going to work out, but if you are finding yourself getting into the realm of intense physical violence you might want to stop and slow down a little. Virgo members that didn’t hear the song the night before are free from any compulsions, and so are all members of Pride. If non-mind controlled characters start clueing in to what’s going on and start trying to evacuate in large numbers, that is where you’ll want to wrap up threads and wait for Part 2 of the log, which will contain the end results and will be triggered by any large amount of chaos. If any characters attempt to escape earlier in the evening, they’ll find that the shuttles have all been grounded, and wandering in the woodland nearby just seems to result in them getting lost and ending up back at the mansion. It’s a real pickle. If you’ve got any question about what’s going on please leave them on the original plot post and they’ll get answered! The opt out event will be posted ASAP. “I will lie for you; Beg and steal for you. I will crawl on hands and knees until you see: You're just like me.”

Comments

ballroom

[notahobby]

Maxxie's bored out of his mind, but the liquor is helping. The atmosphere isn't even all that bad, it's the fact that he has to be here - makes it almost like work. Except he doesn't get to dance and sing like usual, he just has to exist, which means there's no celebratory drinks, no adrenaline rush from the thrill of performance. It's just some label party that he has to attend and look good at. He is utterly failing at looking excited to be here.

So that's why he goes for the same drink as Mai, barely looking as he reaches out to take it until his hand bumps hers and he looks around surprised. He's a bit tipsy and careless at this point, but not enough to be impolite. He pulls his hand back.

"Oh, shit, sorry. Go ahead, ah..."

Her name escapes him, but he's a bit of a tabloid addict so The Ice Queen comes to mind immediately. But which band? Right -

"Crown of Thorns, is it?"

[maipokerface]

Mai starts to wave off the bump, in no mood to lash out as some other languishing person who at least has the grace to apologize. She stops though when he mentions the name of her band as she snags her drink. Her brows rise upward a little beneath the straight line of her bangs. He's bound to be from one of the other bands but she's nowhere near the tabloid hound he may be - not yet anyhow.

"Yeah, got it right."

[notahobby]

"Cool," he says, and he's almost nervous. She's very cool, and her dress is very impressive. For some reason Maxxie has a weakness for a woman in a really stunning dress.

"I'm Max," he tells her, almost like an after thought, holding out his free hand to shake hers. "Flashstep."

[maipokerface]

Maybe it's his nerves that seem to soften her up some. Icy and harsh as she is, Mai's not one to be completely horrible to fairly nice people. She swaps her drink from one hand to the other if need be and takes Max up on the handshake even as a smirk quirks her lips.

"The boy band, hm? Not bad."

[notahobby]

Maxxie shrugs a shoulder, offering a lopsided grin at what seems to be a compliment. He's taking it as one, anyway.

"We're doing our best. Sorry, I didn't catch your name..."

[maipokerface]

"Mai." As in the merry month of, though the bearer of the name doesn't seem quite so merry. Or maybe she does for the moment, wearing that slight smile of hers.