You laugh until you cry; you cry until you laugh

[sailorgenerous]

Who: Virgo musicians - Ghost Quest people and their friends
What: When eight musicians go missing, what happens to those left behind? What happens when those eight come back far worse for the wear?
When: Feb 1st-3rd and after
Where: Virgo HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, violence, brainwashing, etc. It's ugly in here, folks.

The past three days have not been kind. The hauntings were odd, yes, but when your friends went missing without warning or a trace - well.

How have you been coping? Have you been coping?

And then they came back just as suddenly, and...it looks like your worries were not unfounded.

This isn't good, is it.

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[agains]

What's that?

[ A quiet voice asks, pointing with a hand that holds a bag of chips instead of nothing at all.

Upon realizing he's fucked up the joke, Keith will look horrendously embarrassed. He'll ask to sit as he opens the bag to offer up some of the goods.

Really he just wants to compliment that trick, even though RED ALERT RED ALERT it was a stupid idea and they should never try again please be okay ]

[heymcfly]

[ That...went right by him, to be honest. Marty tilts his head curiously to the side, not at all hiding his confusion. If anything, this guy probably cracked a good joke and it went right past him. Marty didn't feel like he was all here tonight, to be honest. Like his brain was only moving half the speed it should.

But Keith apologizes, and hey! That's when Marty recognizes him! And therefore, he gets the joke.

While he cradles his bad hand, he scoots over a bit to make room for him. This guy seemed pretty cool, especially since that joke. It was pretty good! Marty felt kind of bad because the look on his face before he recognized it spelled pure embarrassment. ]

...Are you okay?

[agains]

[ He opens his mouth to answer, but notices Marty's hand first. He make sure to offer the chips on the guy's good side. ]

No, the better question is, how are you? I saw, and I heard... [ Instinctual fear conquers all. ] Are they letting you receive adequate treatment?

[heymcfly]

I'm okay. [ Marty shakes his head, offering a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. ] I mean, I gotta be, right? [ He kind of wants to forget that everything happened. Just go back to his band, rock out like they used to. That's what he was hired for, anyway. ]

I mean...not really? They didn't cast it. [ Marty doesn't say who 'they' are. ] They gave me somethin' to help before I left though.

[agains]

As long as they are treating you right. [ Not that his voice carries an implied threat of what might happen if they don't. He's barely concealing the worry, actually.

Although the brainwashing has reinforced loyalty to the company, loyalty to all of Virgo's bands surges even more strongly within him. They got into that mess together, so why should only some of them suffer such painful consequences? ] If you ever need additional aid, just call for Keith Goodman.

[ he's sure they must have exchanged names and bands at some point, during some tour or mingle or luncheon, but he might as well put it out there again. ]

[heymcfly]

I, I don't know. About them. [ His knee bounces up and down, like he's nervous. ] My bandmates will, though. They're all pretty good guys. And girl. 'Sides, I think it's my fault. I didn't listen when I shoulda.

[ Keith. Yeah, this guy was Keith, wasn't he? ] Right, right. I'll be sure to keep you in mind for anything, man.

M'name's Marty by the way. I think I told you before, but can't remember. Think it's the meds.