☆A little little fun

[iitrebel]

Who: Those who signed up to perform, and anyone else
What: The Double S Charity Concert is go!
When: January 24th throughout the day
Where: Archer Park
Warnings: None planned

☆A Little Little Fun



On the morning of the 24th, the sun rises over Vista City and, more importantly, Archer Park- a series of rooftop parks connected to each other by bridges and overflowing greenery of all sorts. It's a popular on most days to start with. Today, however, is the day of the Double S Charity Concert. Thus, it's more packed than usual.

One of the park "islands" is home to a concert stage, and that is where the concert is taking place. All throughout the next couple of days, various musicians will perform songs they've written about or dedicated to another in the industry. With the entertainment value of the idea and the fame of the musicians, of course the place is packed.

The stage is where every musician will end up at throughout the day, performing for the masses, but behind it is also a rest area for them to either bide their time or just hang out. It's supposed to be restricted to just those musicians participating, but frankly... security is lax just enough that bandmates and the such could duck on in to see their friends. No fans, however, sorry. It's not the most impressive of places, with seating areas and a salad bar and all the pizza that could possibly be ordered, but hopefully it's good enough. This is also where one can find event organizer Jenny around, in case they need to bring anything up.

Of course, no one is required to stay back there while waiting their turn, or after they've done their performance. Attempts to raise money go beyond just the concert. Double S has all sorts of stalls set up, whether to explain to people the various causes they can specifically pledge support to, or to sell merchandise. Can't forget the food stalls. There is, of course, a stall showing adoptable animals. There always is.

Finally, there's one last thing Double S has set up for any willing celebrities. It's a meet-and-greet area for the fans, where they have the chance to meet their favorite musicians. Giving out autographs, taking pictures with fans... There's even a karaoke set up for everyone to use. Musicians can sing solo, or with others from their label, or even with a lucky fan. AKA feel free to get NPC MP here. Hopefully, it'll get some good publicity for those interested in that kind of thing.

Tickets have been made astonishingly cheap in the hopes that more people will show, with anything else being made up by merchandise sales or donations.

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☆ Performances

[iitrebel]

[Come on now- Staff is calling for you and it's your time to shine. Have you let Double S take care of the music for you, or are you bringing friends from your label to help this performance? Let the announcer say who this is for and the title of the song, or is that something you're taking care of yourself?]

[However you're going to do it, it's time!]

Haru Miura - "Sorry" for Artolo

[costumechange]

{It's not often Haru plays a piano, and certainly she hasn't performed on one since she actually joined Virgo and gave up her little variety web show, but it is a percussion instrument and one she plays decently with steady hands. Her performance is in the evening as the sun sinks lower in the sky and creates brilliant reflections from her instrument. She bows to the crowd and speaks into the microphone with a grin.}

Good afternoon everyone!! I hope you're enjoying the shows! We've had some awesome talent out here right? Just to give you a bit of a break from all the rocking and dancing going on, I'm going to change up my own style a bit and give you a ballad.

{She laughs.}

Please bare with me! It's been a while since I've sang live! This is for a fellow percussionist from Pride. He'll know who he is. I'm calling it "Sorry". I hope you like it!

{Haru bows again and smooths out her skirt before taking a seat at the piano and beginning}

Sorry, it's you
I was slandering you after the show last night but
maybe I should say sorry
I should let go of that time you threw
sweet candies at my set up

Sorry, are you listening
I thought maybe we had started off on the wrong foot somehow
Then we met in the yarn store
You missed my head with tri color blend because your aim sucked

Art together we could have put
a drumline to shame

Sorry from the rival side
Wish I could say you’re a nice guy
I want to try but I end up laughing at myself
Because when I’m upset you don’t seem to care

Sorry you’re an asshole
I think that is prob’ly your goal
You aren’t ever sorry for wrecking my stuff
My conscience will sigh but I might join people loudly cursing your name

Sorry, did you bruise?
I didn’t mean to hit you that hard but then you kinda deserved it
Don’t worry it’ll fade
What were you even doing in that store? Can you even drop a stitch?

The only compliment I have is
you have good taste in sweets

Sorry from the rival side
Wish I could say you’re a nice guy
I want to try but I end up laughing at myself
Because when I’m upset you don’t seem to care

Sorry you’re an asshole
I think that is prob’ly your goal
You aren’t ever sorry for wrecking my stuff
My conscience will sigh but I might join people loudly cursing your name

Ooooohh, your name
Ooooohh, your name
Ooooohh, your name
your name

Sorry from the rival side
Wish I could say you’re a nice guy
I want to try but I end up laughing at myself
Because when I’m upset you don’t seem to care

Sorry you’re an asshole
I think that is prob’ly your goal
You aren’t ever sorry for wrecking my stuff
My conscience will sigh but I might join people loudly cursing your name

{When the performance is over, Haru doesn't say anything else, she simply winks at the crowd one last time before she bows and exits the stage.}


{ooc: Feel free to catch her in the rest area before or after the performance!}

Ivan Karelin - "Keeps Her Own Thorn-Bound" for Tamara

[sponsorigami]

[[ OOC: Original song: Singing Traveler Crow - Miku Hatsune ]]

[ The stage is dark, and the crowd murmurs to themselves as a single spotlight shines. The announcer steps out. "And now, may I introduce Flowers Over Bones' shamisen player, Ivan Karelin, singing "Keeps Her Own Thorn-Bound" for the lovely Tamara Seward!"

The spotlight on the announcer shuts off, and a new spotlight shines on Ivan, wearing a loosely worn kimono and signature kitsune mask askew on his head and sakura hairpiece. What's new is the red makeup adorning one eye in a kabuki fashion and an hourglass necklace. His geta clack as he steps more into the spotlight and starts to play. ]

Please please please give a listen
To this humble kitsune
Hear hear hear the growing
Of the rose vines night and day
Step step step she travels
Near and far, where will she go?
Sing sing singing of marvels
Meeting or parting with a piano

Ah~ leaving marks wherever she treads
Ah~ no need for classical, so instead
Ah~ rock and roll, a crown upon her head
Doesn't matter if it's thorns or if it's gold
She will go and break the mold

Mentoring, hearing new musicians
Showing her style with no questions
Prodigal daughter standing tall
No matter what befalls
Pounding the keys black and white
Keeping the memory by her side
Challenge those who wear a crown
And keeps her own thorn-bound

[ As the song continues, there are numerous references to how Ivan knows her as the prodigal daughter who left his music academy because of playing too much rock and roll in school that does classical training. However, she later returned for a lecture he attended. During which, she paid attention to his dedication to shamisen playing. He's the kitsune singing about the rose vine (Tamara), but he's also trying to encourage her after the recent firing of a band member and the difficulties of bringing a new artists in.

Roses are resilient. They have beauty. They have strength.

Ivan's also available in the Rest Area and the stalls after his performance. ]

Superbia Squalo - "You're Great But Keep The Fuck Away From My Room" for Jecht

[sharktrash]

(( ooc: original: The Mule by Deep Purple. Imagine it being a little heavier. ))

[ It doesn't really matter what time of day it is, there'll be a bunch of lights and smoke onstage. So extremely unusually for him, Squalo doesn't actually take this chance to be at the center and hog all the spotlight. No, instead, he's further to the side, almost in the background. Instead of his usual cello, he's got an electric guitar slung over his shoulder. There's a few Double S musicians taking care of other instruments... but the place at the center, under the lights - the drummer's seat - is still empty. ]

[ Look, Fetch helped him record it, so it's only fair if she gets her share of the spotlight, right? If she doesn't make it or want to, there'll be a studio drummer taking her place, but Squalo's definitely invited her at least. ]

[ He'll let the announcer introduce them, yell the usual greetings ("GOOD EVENING, YOU TRASH!") and, if she's there, an introduction for Fetch into his microphone, and then it rolls away. ]

[ It makes sense if the catch of a song for a drummer is the drumming, right? He didn't even bother with the words too much. The drum track is intricate, with near a hundred consecutive tremolos piled one onto another with some nice reverb thrown in. ]

[ It's pretty different from what he usually writes. Even his voice sounds less rough, instead rolling off the beat and chords evenly, something between lazy and playful. ]

My mom’s among the things you do
But she’d spank me for shanking you
Not too bad, I know you know
We don’t do that to our own

Glad you’re with us or I’d have to
Give you a wide berth on the street
You keep driving our beat and time
Backbone for the song and rhyme

What would we do without power of ocean reliably as fuck on our side
Nothing brilliant, that much is for sure

[ And the words are done -- but the song's not even halfway through. Prepare for some trippy instrumentals, guys. And a five minute drum solo in the middle. ]

Xanxus - "The pale hand of the MILF" for Garnet

[variaboss]

[ Things not usually seen. Xanxus in front of a band. Generally, he's on the side while Luci sings and others play while he lays down the bass. This time, he's got a normal guitar and behind him is a small time metal band. They aren't Dehumanizer but they're good enough. Mostly because if he's going to perform this song, he's going to do it right. No canned music.

He adjusts the microphone and takes a deep breath. ]

Alright, you sons of bitches. It's time to put this contest to bed! This song goes out to Garnet and to all those other smoking hot moms out there. This one is called Pale Hand of the MILF [ The word "milf" is done in a very familiar metal growl.

Then he starts to shred. ]

Player of the keytar
has caught my eye
upon her square face
I have feasted
i want to bang her
because she is a milf

her secret mature knowledge
to rain kisses upon the young
she is a cougar

with strong pale thighs
and tempting flesh
I want to see her
my hands on her large breasts
her legs about my waist

all must drink of her experience
oh my sweet MILF
The mighty power
of my lust
thrusts within you unstopping
and gives to you both the pleasure
and pain of writhing ecstasy

I call upon you nightly
when I am alone with my hand
this keytar mom I hath chosen
I feed upon her need
rend her hesitance
pierce her flesh with my lustful sting
oh cougar
oh keytar mom
oh garnet.

[ When the reverb is over, he is sweating and looking utterly pleased with himself. He is totally not sorry for this song or with the mosh put that he made happen. ]

Artolo Apemis - "Your Band Will Probably Murder You" for Shen

[iitrebel]

[Trust him- if he could have his way, he'd be heading out onto stage in a hoodie and sneakers. But alas, An is still in charge of fashion decisions whenever he makes any sort of public appearance. At least the leather and red coat he swaggers out in isn't too bad. He stops in front of the mic and glances over out into the crowd with a faint disinterest.]

[He's been in front of crowds before, of course. It's just never been anything but as a percussionist, the part no one cares about. It makes him feel twitchy-]

[Too many people, too many chances someone could just take out the cloaked figure in front of him, and he slides his split tongue over the clumsy fangs that curl over his lips. He won't let anyone do it. He's the first and last line of defense, and as long as he's around...]

[-but Artolo brushes it off. He grins, cocky and rash like so many have probably clued onto by now, and takes the mic.]

[He doesn't even introduce himself. Artolo just leaps right into it, hands making quick and sharp gestures in time with his words.]

So we talkin' some synthesist
Little punk ass I'll start shit with
Just kiddin', ain't no beef with it
No need to go and get real intimate

But yo, I hear you're part of ViP?
Hope you got a gravestone ready, like R-I-P
Better sleep with fire under your pillow, a BFG
And if you get fucked, hey man, don't blame me

'Cuz I ain't the one who joined a band fulla freaks
Wish I could say that in the good way with a bed's springs shriek
Instead you're stuck with two cocks who need bloodshed to hit their peak
Or maybe that's a little incorrect, a little suspect, so lets back up, reflect

Wish they could put a leak in me like the Titanic
Make believe that their shallow little pool was the bottom of the Atlantic
Check out the look in their eyes, what's that I see, a little panic?
That's right, motherfuckers, here I am again, right back at it

But hey man, you ain't me, and I ain't you
Sleep with one eye all up on your crew
Else you'll end up on the dinner menu
Fresh out the pot rabbit stew

Figure out yet who's the subject of attack?
Illuminati wannabe and his little shortstack
Better hope the rest ain't that shit and got your back
Mystery face and yarn knight, maybe, for some slash and hack

Now there you go, can't say I don't spread the help around
So yeah, said my shit but you better not frown
Should focus on making sure a knife doesn't hit you like touchdown
That's my piece, now pass my goddamn crown.

[Because he has no sense of respect for sound equipment, Artolo drops the mic and strides off the stage with a shiteating grin and a middle finger raised towards the crowd. An announcer is hastily rattling out, "Artolo Apemis and Your Band Will Probably Murder You, for Shen of Vandalism In Progress!"]

[Anyone who wants to talk to the jackass after that has approximately five minutes to do so. You see, he's sort of immediately on the lookout for a certain pun making asshole.]

Bai Shen - "Leading the Way" for Yuffie

[hanginginthere]

[when Shen takes the stage, he doesn't look much like himself. in fact, he's dressed up like a particular member of Pride! he's emulated Yuffie's style rather well, and while he doesn't seem to be quite comfortable in it, it's probably the biggest tell regarding whom he got to sing about.

he really doesn't seem comfortable at all, up on stage by his lonesome, but...he takes a look around, takes a deep breath, and positions his fingers on his synth. he's already got it programmed for the instruments, at least, and he kept the song simple enough to where he can play it with just his two hands...

and when he opens his mouth, his voice is a bit of a higher pitch than one might expect. he's no soprano, but he's certainly got a good range as a tenor - even if it's one of those voices that's weak from lack of use. it gains strength as he goes on, though. he's clearly trying to stay high, as one would expect from a female singer, even if his subject...well. isn't a singer.]

Can't slow down
there's just far too much
to get done

Can't slip up
I just might miss out
on the fun

I'll find me the way to go
One step at a time
And when I find just the way to go
You'll be sure to find me
Right beside

Oh it's not easy getting through the days
When they try to pull you separate ways
Sometimes I'll wonder if the ride's gonna stop
(Just kidding)
This is how I fly

Won't be caught
You won't know where
I'll be found

Won't be stopped
You'll never see me
Wearing frowns

You may think it's too much for me
But how can I lose?
I promise, we'll find a way in time
And we'll make it on through
Me and you

Oh it's not easy getting through the days
When they try to pull you separate ways
If I could, I would find the way back
But not go
They'll catch up in time

[he lets the music trail off, and is beat-red by the time he's done, as if everything's really sunk in. what'll people think about...? don't mind him skittering off as quickly as possible, pointedly avoiding the crowd's gazes and reactions.]

☆ NPC Jenny

[iitrebel]

[All over backstage, Jenny looks like she is busier than anything: checking over equipment, making calls, all that good stuff.]

[Still, she'll happily turn to anyone who's approaching her. What's on your mind- getting stage fright because you're a drummer who suddenly is singing? Lose one of your instruments on the way here and need a replacement? Worried because you haven't seen this woman sit down and eat even once today? Have we somehow run out of pizza?]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Hey, we're out of pizza!

[Says Jecht from behind a couple of boxes, though to be fair one of them is completely empty thanks to his hard work and teenaged appetite.]

Out and about in the park-OTA

[dame_tsuna]

[After the strange visionhe had during Luce's performance, Tsuna is just trying to get away from the crowd for a while. He's browsing the stalls near the edges of the park, where the foot traffic is a little lighter.

Every so often, his hand goes to the chain around his neck, idly toying with the clam pendant there. He pauses briefly in front of a stand that's selling Surviving Friday merchandise. It's still really weird to see himself on posters and key chains and things. He picks up one of the key chains.]

I don't think I'll ever get used to this...

[loveconservative]

You look cute there. [Nia's behind him, rocking on her heels. When she looks at the posters somehow she feels out of place. She's too fluffy for this??? But never when she's actually with her band. She smiles and picks up a trading card type deal with him on it. Then she giggles.]

Maybe you should sign it so a lucky fan could get something special. [Be more confident, Tsuna.]

party crashing the pirate's way

[dishonestlyhonest]

[If there was one thing that Jack has learned in his life, that was people never really paid attention tot he details. Sure, they pay attention to certain things like how many people were around them or if anyone was holding a weapon, but they never really paid attention past a certain point. All he ever needed to do in a lot of situations was to just act like he belonged until someone with a little more intelligence then most decided that he didn't belong. And once he hit that point, there was always a brief moment of confusion as he apologized and tried to slip away that he could take to his advantage.

Take this concert going on. Certainly the paying seats were the ones in front of the stage. That was a given. But with the mulling about people were doing and the rather loud - at least let's face to his ears that never experienced electronic instruments before - noise, there was a lack of people making sure that everyone was paying. So he managed to find a good spot where he can watch the strange gyrations going on the stage and fumble his way using his communicator to list off the people who appeared in case someone knows these people.

After which Jack decided to see just how far he can wander in this place. Which meant that there was a rather odd character drifting around, hands waving, body swaying and golden tooth grinning at everything he sees. He may just accidentally blunder into a few people, but luckily for those people he at least has had a bath and discovered toothpaste in the last couple of days.

However, he still smells a bit of rum.]

I begging your pardon, I didn't see you there.

[vivelarevolution]

It's nothing. [doesn't think too oddly of the guy's appearance considering the fair number and variety of fans this kind of thing attracts. He puts his hands in his pockets casually, making sure his notebook is still there and offers a bland smile]

First time to something like this?

Luce - meet and greet

[giglio_madonna]

[Holidays are officially becoming over. That means there's no excuse for slacking, or at least that's what Angel says. Luce could disagree quite a bit, but... This is for the best, she thinks. Blanche needs to think they're going along with things for now.]

[So a while after she's performed, just enough time to get some lunch and drink some water to cool down after performing, Luce shows up in the meet-and-greet area. The cheers of numerous FoB fans greets her. They're one of the lucky Virgo bands that hasn't fallen apart in any way since starting off, for one thing. For another, well... They just seem to have a draw about them.]

[It's easy to see why, with how Luce interacts with the fans. There's something about her that draws them like birds to an open sky- the way she smiles, the empathy in her eyes, how every interaction with a fan seems to be personal for one shining moment before she moves on.]

[For the most part, she sticks to interacting with fans by signing autographs at a table, or agreeing for a photograph, although people will have to wait their turn. Can't let this descend into a mob.]

[It's possible, however, for fellow musicians and visitors alike to find her tucked away in the foliage of the park fanning herself with one hand and rubbing at her throat. It's quite a busy day and even she needs five minutes now and then to herself. Even if Angel would crack down if she found her doing this...]

[fedorasun]

{It's an awful idea. The worst especially since he's been using the bugs to keep an eye on her since he saw her onstage, but when she sneaks off to the side, obviously to get a moment for herself, Reborn can't resist lifting a sealed water bottle and heading in her direction.}

Chaos.

{He greets her quietly and holds out the water bottle, trying desperately to keep his heart out of his eyes and his face still. He doens't need her to think he's a starstruck fan.}

Eda | SPECTATOR

[nuns4money]

[Eda's in the crowd at the concert, and she's enjoying herself actually. For brainwashed people they sure are professional in this music thing. Maybe it's a small blessing she has no personal stake in this. Perhaps her fellow rescuers might spot her in the crowd. Or perhaps as a musician, you might see a striking, almost valkyrie like lady come in the meet and greet.]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Tell me you're a metal fan.

[A grinning and resolutely shirtless Jecht offers the woman an approving grin from his casual lean nearby.]

Frisk | Spectator

[determinate]

[There is a small child in a striped sweater standing around the concert. Well, standing might be a generous word. Early in the day they were indeed lurking around the edges of the crowd, but they're a bit too short to see around everybody. So they just climb up the back of one of the stalls and spend the rest of the time watching from the roof. While they look pretty impassive about the whole thing, they clap after each song.

Later on, they'll be slipping into the meet and greet. Frisk isn't sure if this is okay - but there's so many people here. How could the kidnappers really notice one kid? They aren't dressed the same or anything. Besides, they aren't going to even have a chance to talk to Sans if things keep moving as quick as they are now.

They'll apologize if Silver or Gold brings it up.

All the same, Frisk picks a woman with a couple children of her own and sticks near the back of their group, close enough that they might look like they're all together. It's crowded enough that they hopefully won't notice they're being followed.]

[heroforfun]

[Oh. Saitama notices Frisk on a roof, and wanders up.]

Hey, kiddo. You need a boost?

Usagi Tsukino || Spectator || OTA

[lightthedarkness]

Aaaaah it smells so goooood.... [She lamented as she looked at and could smell all the food from the stalls.

She had come just to investigate. Being a senshi had taught her that concerts like these would usually lead to trouble, she'd been to enough of them for something to go wrong, after all. But of course, the smell of food wafted under Usagi's nose, and she followed it.

And now she regretted it. The ticket itself, while cheap, was still taking up what little money was left after all the bills and food for the house. She heard her stomach growl and she placed a hand over it.]

Ah... nooo... [She had to turn away. She should head to the meet and greet and just watch or something. Her stomach clearly didn't like that plan as it protested again. It wasn't that she was going hungry, not by any means. But Usagi had a bottomless pit.

She sighed and knew that she didn't have anything she could waste, not even on a bean bun or a churro.

Well... maaaybe a churro? No! No! She...

She hung her head in defeat.] You know you can't afford that... [She mumbled to herself. Anyone who was not a senshi wouldn't understand the true test of will she was exhibiting at the moment.]

[linkthismemory]

Serena?

[Almost as if she appeared from nowhere, Namine steps up beside her in the crowd. She's got her ever present bag and white coat on, so it's very easy to find her in a crowd. Follow the white coat, find Namine. She has her hands clasped behind her back and a smile on her face. ]

Are you alright?

Haruka Tenoh | Spectator/working

[actsmagnificent]

[ Haruka can hear the music from the concert from all the way over here on this street, but she isn't planning on approaching or buying a ticket. Instead she's hanging out here next to a fancy, swanky limousine - the chauffeur company she works for had asked a few of their drivers to be "on call" to seize the opportunity to ferry any needy band members back to their lodgings afterwards and maybe strike up a long-term business relationship.

So here she stands, excellent posture, hands in her pockets, waiting to see if any potential marks wander by. Spotting someone, she steps forward, removing her chauffeur cap and placing it over her heart. ]

Excuse me. Could I be of assistance...?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

...Wait, seriously?

[Jecht had only wandered out of the concert to catch a breath. Big as he talked and as big a show as he put on, he couldn't pretend he had the full energy he had at half his current age.]

[And there's someone standing out by a limo?]

They got you sitting out here half-able to hear this awesome concert waiting in the half-assed hope someone's gonna blow out early?

That's cruelty.

Saitama | Spectator

[heroforfun]

[The tickets were juuuuust cheap enough for Saitama, who came almost solely to see who's actually trapped and needs rescuing. He's never actually been to a concert, though, and he's leering at the prices for food and merchandise... all in all, he looks like he swallowed a lemon when he's around anything being sold, and like he doesn't get it when the music is playing.

It's weird to see the faces on the merchandise and realize that these people have been abducted from their homes...]

[wounds]

[He just finished singing this. And of course- of course Genos notices him as soon as he comes off stage. ]

How have you been, Makoto? Enjoying the show?

Kirby | Spectator | OTA

[warpstarknight]

[Kirby knew he wasn't supposed to be here, technically, but he wanted to see the people they were supposed to be rescuing and there was going to be music, so it could be a lot of fun.

He was so small that he'd actually succeeded in sneaking in without any guards or fans noticing him. It was a good thing people don't generally look down, because that probably helped, though it wasn't like Kirby was thinking of that. Stealth wasn't really something he was good at or used to needing, though at the moment, he was at least trying.

He'd even managed to find a place to hide where he could actually see the stage without anyone seeing him. Or, well, he hoped no one would see him from here. But while it was actually kinda fun watching, he did start to get hungry after a while.]

Poyo...

[Annnd that was when he noticed the stands. Particularly, the food stands. That food looked really good. Surely no one would mind if he had a snack? That was what those stands were for, right?

He hops down from his hiding spot and heads over. People still haven't noticed him yet, since they're too focused on the musicians.]

Poyo!

[Though he might want to remember to keep his voice down. At least it was still noisy enough around here, maybe no one heard him?]

[linkthismemory]

[She recognizes that pink from their house. Namine has seen him around enough, with Usagi and Minako and everyone. That means that when Namine sees someone looking around like their confused about the sound, she taps them on the shoulder. ]

Um. I think that boy took one of your [Namine unfortunately does not have the word for Kebab so she just points.]...Things.

[When the man looks to try and find the mystery thief, Namine ducks down to Kirby's level with her finger to her mouth. ]

Careful! I'm pretty sure he heard you.

Sora | Meet and Greet | ota

[consocius]

[While Sora may not be the most popular member of Flashstep, it doesn't really bother him. He doesn't need a lot of fans to be happy, just one person that he's managed to bring some joy to. Which is probably why he treats each fan he meets like they're the only person in the world while they're chatting, while he signs an autograph for them or takes a picture with them. Each one is their own person and means something to him. He always learns their names. He always asks what their favorite song is. What other bands they like. Do they have any pets. He listens to them like a friend. A lot of times, he'll even have another picture taken with his phone so he can have it too.

It does get a little different when fans come in pairs or groups, which happens sometimes. He still treats them like friends, he laughs with them and asks their names, but it's harder to be so personal in that case. It's also when he has a tendency to keep a lookout for fellow musicians, for his friends, so he can pull them into the gathering and they can share the attention of the group. Or he sometimes even introduces them, something like "Hey look it's so-and-so from X-band! Have you heard 'em yet?" If you're a musician walking nearby while he's doing this meet-and-greet thing, you may fall victim to this.]

[heroforfun]

[Well, this is one of the lines that's free. Saitama tucks himself into the line, wanting to get a close-up look of yet another musician. Is this kid someone that needs rescuing? He's not sure.

Oh, hey, it's his turn. He steps up to the table, looking less excited... but not really like he's unhappy. Just nonplussed.]

Sans | Meet and Greet | OTA

[exhumerus]

[After the concert, Sans can be found wandering around outside, against his better judgement. He managed to swap out his hoodie for one that wasn't covered in blood, but he still looks like someone on the verge of passing the fuck out. Tiny flecks of blood are still visible around his nose, and it looks like he's developing the beginnings of a nasty bruise along the side of his face, somewhat awkwardly covered in concealer.

Is that guy stoned? The answer is: yes. He's just also possibly developing a concussion. However, he can't let his manager know that, because if he lets on that he's hurt worse than he said he was, they'll want to check him over. Any doctor with thirty seconds of time to focus on him is going to notice his forearms don't have any skin on them beneath his gloves and his braces.

So, he wanders around, pointedly trying to behave as if he isn't injured, despite the fact that he definitely is. His injured arm is tucked into his hoodie pocket like a sling. He'll prove that he's A-OK, no doctor needed. This is the perfect plan.

Never mind that his interactions with fans are sort of slurred and foggy. He's always like that, isn't he?]

[heroforfun]

[Well, Saitama eventually bumps into him, and while Saitama is oblivious about a lot of things... he's pretty quick to recognize that this guy is another musician and more importantly, he seems to be hurt.]

Sorry about that. You okay?

[Saitama didn't mean to walk into him.]

August Marten | STALLS/MEET AND GREET

[in_an_augustforest]

[August sadly isn't one of the musicians playing right now, but that doesn't mean he's not involved in the concerts. He's out in the crowds, checking out the stalls and graciously meeting with Hue and Cry fans and the few old fans that haven't disowned him for going mainstream. You might even catch him drumming with a fan or someone else. Ethier way, he's having fun.]

Re: August Marten | STALLS/MEET AND GREET

[psyvampexperiment]

[Sariel has likely been mingling with the crowd, chatting and shaking hands, maybe kissing a few of those hands, though he's refusing to sign autographs, unless really pressed to do so: this is a day for the other musicians to shine and him to stay out of his light as much as he can, at least in that respect. But spying August, he'll break away from the crowd, approaching him with a broad smile.]

Greetings, my August friend! And how have you been settling into your new company?

Haru Miura - Meet & Greet

[costumechange]

{Haru pulled off a quick change to get rid of the blood, cheese, and dirt on her previous clothing, but if you'd paying close attention you may catch a smear she missed on the side of her arm or under her nails where she ran out of time to continue scrubbing.

She's jumpy, too. She kind of hates being out in the open in a crowd. It screams like opportunity for an attack to her, everywhere she shouldn't be, but considering the only attack she has encountered (outside the Virgo party everyone's trying to forget) since her dreams and paranoia started is the one she just rescued her band mate from.

She's half expecting to be jumped by Art's Pride friends, or arrested by the cops any moment.}

[avidita]

[Miura Haru. It's a name Mammon knows, but only on the most minor and shallow of levels. Compared to their priority, rescuing Xanxus and Squalo, she may as well be a non-entity. One of the people Sawada surrounds himself with.]

[As the day progresses, however, Mammon starts to change their mind on ignoring her. In a situation like this, you can't miss taking advantage of even the smallest thing. Information says that both Miura and Sawada are in the same label, for one thing. That's a connection. And maybe if they use Miura, they'll get Sawada's cooperation...]

[It's worth a shot.]

[As Haru is signing autographs, she'll find the next in line to be a young woman in her teens- indigo hair, an eyepatch over what should be her right eye, a green school uniform of some sort. A picture of ViP is held out.]

Hello, Haru.

Doctor - Meet & Greet OTA

[trustme]

[ After his performance Doctor goes to mingle with the crowd. There are plenty of enthusiastic fans there to greet him; with his co-lead Luce as the event organizer and the rising popularity of their band Flowers Over Bones, he could barely walk a foot without being stopped for photos and autographs.

Thankfully the fans tonight are well behaved and are easily satisfied with what they get from him. Eventually the crowd around him starts to thin as people go to watch more of the song performances.

Now, as Doctor weaves through the crowd to check on the status of the event or a little while later when he stops in an empty hallway to write in a notebook would be the perfect time to approach him. ]

[lightthedarkness]

[Usagi didn't know the Doctor, but he was part of the band Rei was in and she wanted to at least observe the people surrounding her loved one. She wanted to make sure they were good, kind people. The Doctor, Usagi noticed, was absolutely brilliant. He was almost as smart as Ami the way he talked. She didn't go over to him, not wanting to draw attention to herself.

However, as more and more people left, she would find it much harder to hide in the crowd until there was only a handful of people left. Should she say hello? Would Rei have said anything about her to him? Did Rei even remember her or was she just someone to meet and forget in Rei's mind? That idea hurt more than she even wanted to think about and she couldn't help but place a hand over her heart at the ache there.

But, the Doctor had loved her Rei. She swallowed and took a deep breath as she went up to him. She offered a little bow and the flower he was famous for in the group.]

Ah, this is for you, sir.

Minako | spectator/working!

[hearted]

[Brad's Diner is hurting for business, and what would be a better base of potential customers than attendees of a low-cost concert? They'll need more business if Minako ever wants that lucrative serving job, so she's volunteered to hawk their goods today!

Enter 'Di', the charming young employee with the long braided hair. She's eagerly winking at passersby.]

Hey, you feeling up for a pick-me-up? We've got free samples of Brad's super-scrumptious milkshakes! Chocolate, strawberry, peanut butter, mint, peach, and loads more. Buy one and we'll throw in a free cookie for all you sweet folks!

[Yeah, she's really rather loud and bubbly about her sales pitches, bouncing close. In between her attempts at selling, she can be seen attempting to hum along to all the songs. Her heart still aches for those poor musicians, but they're great at what they do.]

[linkthismemory]

[Oh look. Here's "Nora", appearing from somewhere in the food stands, though she doesn't have anything in her hands aside from her sketchbook. There's a pencil tucked behind her ear and a smile on her face though.]

Hello Di. Have you had many customers?

Roy Mustang- Meet & Greet or Wildcard OTA

[snapcrackleburn]

[ Roy isn't one of the performers tonight but he has come along to support the others in MANTICORE who are singing, and to do his publicity duty as Pride demands.

He isn't the most famous artist making an appearance tonight, so while he has plenty of attention from the hard rock and metal fans, Roy is mostly free to move about the crowd and speak with whomever he pleases. He just hopes nobody asks about the knife-incident with Squalo.

When he isn't stopped by MANTICORE fans, Roy can be found either eating by himself near the food stalls or pacing up and down the halls in deep thought. Looks like there's a lot on his mind. ]

Or wildcard!

Jiiiiiiiiiiiii

[woomy]

[ Staaaaaaare.

Agent 3 has kept a very low profile. Her hat is pulled low onto her head to hide her tied up tentacles, and her Hero Headgear glows blue, looking a lot like eccentric headphones. (And covers her pointed ears.)

Originally, she attended the concert to hear more of this city's music over anything else. She doesn't know who the kidnapped people are to attempt a rescue or risk blowing the rescuers' cover.

... Except she sorta knows one. Riza showed 3 a tabloid with Roy Mustang in it, and 3 has seen a picture of what he looks like. And there's the man himself.

So, there is a 14 year old kid (for all outside purposes), staring at the new guitarist of Manticore. ]

Eiji Hino | Spectator | OTA

[candothismuch]

[Eiji stands among the crowd of gathered people to watch the concert and to get a glimpse of some of the people that had been kidnapped They weren't people he knew personally but that was a moot point. The music was nice too.

At some point he moves to a less crowded area for a little more breathing room and continues to watch from there.]

[avidita]

What do you think?

[The person who speaks seems to be a young woman with indigo hair done up in a ponytail, an eyepatch over her right socket, but hopefully by this point the frog on her shoulder is familiar enough to give Mammon away even while they're beneath an illusion.]