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interstellar55552015-10-26 11:32 pm
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001 ┼ AND TURNING ALL AGAINST THE ONE
Who: The Hazed Pride Bands
What: Don't get even, get ahead.
When: October 26th
Where: Pink (inside Pride headquarters)
Warnings: Carnies.
For the rest of the week, Luci was uncharacteristically silent on her social media and in the suite. She smoked a lot, thought a lot, ground her teeth a lot, and eventually decided that thinking about shit like this wouldn't answer any goddamn question. She'd have to go straight to the source.
In the morning, there's a mildly crazy-looking note shoved under the door of each of the bands caught up in Predator's spree. It looks a lot like this:
Nothing to worry about, obviously. She signed it-- that's practically courteous.
Luci is in a back room of Pink well before seven, but refuses to say anything or even stop smoking until seven sharp. At which point she gently pinches her cigarette out and stands up. "Anybody who's late will just have to get filled in later or figure it out as we go-- we start talking about this now.
"The only reason Predator was able to pull the shit they did last week was because one, we weren't ready, and two, they have seniority. I'm sure all of us would gladly stand up and shove their fancy award ceremony trophy right up the arses for all we care about seniority dictating talent. My suggestion is we remind them of that fact.
"But even I'm not arrogant enough to ignore when our numbers don't match theirs. We can talk all we like about surpassing them, growing to be better eventually, but unless we do something significant, something unprecedented, they will always be chuckling smugly behind their stun batons.
"What I'm talking about is a joint EP. Each group produces one song about last Sunday, we compile them, create an album that sells five times as many copies as when we release individually. Everyone's listening base grows instantly, Pride is making money, maybe one of us calls in their favor from Predator and asks them to plug their band's new song. Not a lot to ask, they probably won't even realize the entire damn album is a collective middle finger until it's sold out everywhere.
"If we're going to do this, it depends on two things. First-- we are a collective front. If you're going to be a wuss or whine about being on the same collection of data as someone else in this room, you can put your tail right back between your legs and piss off. This is bigger than band lines, this is three assholes thinking they're safe at the top and we're going to pull them down together or not at all. If anybody needs a reality check on how feasible it is to take down a veteran group when you're the new kid on the block, see me after class. Second-- if any of you motherfuckers breathe a word of this to Predator, or anyone who would pass it up the line before we're ready... Well if I don't find you, at least four other people know where you sleep."
Luci lets that hang for a moment-- that's really the key flaw in all of this. She trusts the Carnies well enough, it's everybody else in the room who's a wildcard to her. "Questions? Lay them on me. Otherwise, discuss with your mates if you're in and let me know. We want this out quick, a week turnaround max so the rumor mill doesn't catch up with us." She leans down onto the table in front of her, arms wide, a smirk that embodied mischief and rebellion on her lips. "Come on you bastards-- you really going to turn down the chance to make them sweat instead of us?"
((OOC: Create individual/band toplevels to discuss! Badger Luci! Or, idk, just have a drink and watch. 8]b S'all good~ If a band decides they're in on the plan, either get Luci's attention on her toplevel or shoot me a PM to get added to the list! Depending on how this goes, more logistical-shakedown later.))
What: Don't get even, get ahead.
When: October 26th
Where: Pink (inside Pride headquarters)
Warnings: Carnies.
For the rest of the week, Luci was uncharacteristically silent on her social media and in the suite. She smoked a lot, thought a lot, ground her teeth a lot, and eventually decided that thinking about shit like this wouldn't answer any goddamn question. She'd have to go straight to the source.
In the morning, there's a mildly crazy-looking note shoved under the door of each of the bands caught up in Predator's spree. It looks a lot like this:
Nothing to worry about, obviously. She signed it-- that's practically courteous.
Luci is in a back room of Pink well before seven, but refuses to say anything or even stop smoking until seven sharp. At which point she gently pinches her cigarette out and stands up. "Anybody who's late will just have to get filled in later or figure it out as we go-- we start talking about this now.
"The only reason Predator was able to pull the shit they did last week was because one, we weren't ready, and two, they have seniority. I'm sure all of us would gladly stand up and shove their fancy award ceremony trophy right up the arses for all we care about seniority dictating talent. My suggestion is we remind them of that fact.
"But even I'm not arrogant enough to ignore when our numbers don't match theirs. We can talk all we like about surpassing them, growing to be better eventually, but unless we do something significant, something unprecedented, they will always be chuckling smugly behind their stun batons.
"What I'm talking about is a joint EP. Each group produces one song about last Sunday, we compile them, create an album that sells five times as many copies as when we release individually. Everyone's listening base grows instantly, Pride is making money, maybe one of us calls in their favor from Predator and asks them to plug their band's new song. Not a lot to ask, they probably won't even realize the entire damn album is a collective middle finger until it's sold out everywhere.
"If we're going to do this, it depends on two things. First-- we are a collective front. If you're going to be a wuss or whine about being on the same collection of data as someone else in this room, you can put your tail right back between your legs and piss off. This is bigger than band lines, this is three assholes thinking they're safe at the top and we're going to pull them down together or not at all. If anybody needs a reality check on how feasible it is to take down a veteran group when you're the new kid on the block, see me after class. Second-- if any of you motherfuckers breathe a word of this to Predator, or anyone who would pass it up the line before we're ready... Well if I don't find you, at least four other people know where you sleep."
Luci lets that hang for a moment-- that's really the key flaw in all of this. She trusts the Carnies well enough, it's everybody else in the room who's a wildcard to her. "Questions? Lay them on me. Otherwise, discuss with your mates if you're in and let me know. We want this out quick, a week turnaround max so the rumor mill doesn't catch up with us." She leans down onto the table in front of her, arms wide, a smirk that embodied mischief and rebellion on her lips. "Come on you bastards-- you really going to turn down the chance to make them sweat instead of us?"
((OOC: Create individual/band toplevels to discuss! Badger Luci! Or, idk, just have a drink and watch. 8]b S'all good~ If a band decides they're in on the plan, either get Luci's attention on her toplevel or shoot me a PM to get added to the list! Depending on how this goes, more logistical-shakedown later.))
Xanxus - coming in late with Starbucks
In his hand, he carries the largest piping hot coffee Starbucks has to offer. If it's spiked or not is still a question, though not a very good one. The answers is; probably yes.
He missed Luci's passionate speech about sticking it to the man. He doesn't care. He has his own scores to settle. Next time he met Froggy, that fuck was dead. He swore it. But Luci's way was good too. Hit them in the pocket book. Hit them where they'd hurt most. He's all for that.
Still, he stays well away from some of the crowd. He knows he didn't win any points that night, not giving a fuck and letting Tiger not!drown. He doesn't care, but he just doesn't want to deal with the judgemental bullshit. So there he stands, away from the rest, letting them all discuss what they need. He's already on board. If Luci needs a bassist, she's got one.
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"You're not going to miss my party and then turn me down when I ask for a sip of that, are you?" she asks, already reaching for the cup. Everything seems to be going okay, aside from Tiger and what sounded like a tense discussion over by Flashstep. But wheels were turning, that's all she needs right now.
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"Have I ever turned you down, Luci?" A pause. "Don't answer that." But he's letting her take his giant cup of coffee. One sip and she'll know that it's pretty much 3/4s alcohol and the rest is really stiff coffee. It's like he's trying to stay awake or something. "So how's the revolution going?"
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"Okay. It went over better than I thought. I thought I was the only one who thought this inter-band rivalry was bullshit." She raises her eyebrows at him expectantly. "I have your bass, right? I thought you'd be pissed enough ending up soaked in a cage, but I'd rather not assume."
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He shifts his cup between hands for a moment. It's true. He didn't buy it either. But he's been questioning the status quo more and more. Especially after being kidnapped out of his own damn bed.
"Of course you do. Though the cage wasn't the issue. That was just like jail. No big deal. No. I'm pissed at that mother fucker in the frog suit. I find him, I'll kill that shit." He's threatened people's lives before, but for some reason, it sounds different. Not like an idle threat.
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Luci grins viciously and gets up on her toes until she's almost headbutting her bassist. "Fuck. Yes. We're going to destroy them with promises like that."
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"We'll make them hurt, Luci. We'll make those bitches pay for handcuffing us without a goddamn safeword in place."
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However, Alec is an absolutely awful shot. The likelihood of an olive hitting even the correct table is close to nil.
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He raises an eyebrow and his giant coffee to his lead guitarist. "Woah you suck, Alec." Because there are olives on the floor. "Martini? Really? Just seeing your glass is an insult." Not judging the flicking skills. Judging the alcohol choices.
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"When they invent a drink with a higher volume and alcohol concentration, I'll drink that instead," Alec replied calmly. He couldn't care less about what other people think of his chosen path to inebriation, though he prefers beer or brandywine. Both of those take longer, however, and Alec would like to lose his grip on sobriety before the meeting gets much further.
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"That's 40% at most. What you need is the Four Horsemen and Hell Follows." Because everyone drinks rocket fuel like Xanxus usually does. Though that's not what's in his coffee. "But suit yourself. You keep sucking on that girly drink." Sometimes it's a wonder that Xanxus gets along with any of his bandmates, given how he often ends up treating them.
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Alec could point out that his martini is nearly the size of five shots and almost entirely gin. He could also explain that he doesn't care if girls do or don't like his drinks; he cares about how it makes him feel. Xanxus probably won't listen, so Alec definitely won't bother. "And for the record, I want to drink. That involves lifting a glass to my mouth repeatedly. Not throwing down shots so fast that it will take longer to vomit the Everclear into the sink later."
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He's right though. Xanxus won't listen. He's like that. He does what he wants and hears what he feels like. There's a reason why he's in the band with Alec. That's probably it. Because sometimes, he might just listen to the other man. Maybe.
He laughs again. "I suppose you have a point there. You do get a lot more play with that than shots." But that's why in their penthouse, Xanxus often drinks right from the bottle. "And everclear is great in coffee..." He lifts his own steaming cup in a salute.
"And worth missing the start of this little revolt." He pauses. "Do you think any of this will actually work?"
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"Sometimes, it's about the style of getting drunk. There's nothing wrong with a little flash. I'd set fireworks off in the glass if it wouldn't burn off the alcohol." Alec stares at his drink. It would be something to see. Next time.
"No, it won't, but I'm not wasting my breath telling Luci that I think the whole thing is ridiculous. I'm only here to find out where and when and what - so that I can not be there then for that.
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"You know it won't sound the same without your guitar but if you aren't feeling it then I'm not going to be that guy. You do what you want. Personally, I don't think this is remotely enough for that bullshit they pulled. But I'll get my own revenge eventually. For now, I'm here to help get Luci hers. Plus I wanted Starbucks."