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.

Comments

[agains]

We shouldn't allow anyone to see us together. [ There he goes, failing at subtlety again. Damn it. He's not quick enough with the follow-up. He seems as nervous as he sounds. Not really his best look. ] Because they might become suspicious if they notice our bodyguards. We have suffered the price of fame, with faces like ours, even behind our sunglasses.

[ "please take me to a place that bodyguards won't follow, i'm about to reveal a million secrets and probably get caught again" ]

[loveconservative]

I... thought I did. But sometimes I do not know anymore. I... remember someone differently.

I don't know what to think. And when I am thinking these things, I do not know that I will be able to not do bad things anymore.

You are my family, and I am happy here, but... [She never wants to hurt one of them again.]

[trustme]

She must be Blanche's number one for a reason. She's certainly good at locking us in a dark room without any sign of regret. Have you ever seen her show emotion? She's very stale from what I've seen of her.

[ You hang out with Blanche you're gonna get judged! ]

[trustme]

[ Doctor offers Ivan his arm and slowly leads him down the hall. He drops his voice lower and to ask ]

Did they hurt you?

[dame_tsuna]

Remember...?

[His voice is quiet and uncertain.]

Then... all the weird stuff that's been happening...

[Not just the visions. Memories? Are they really memories? But also the physical changes people are experiencing.]

It's their fault?

[sponsorigami]

... I got kicked while I was the fox.

[ So yes, but his small form at the time escalated the injury. ]

[sponsorigami]

... Again, I don't believe the tabloid about us being ancient feudal rivals. Staying close with bodyguards won't add anymore material for them.

[ It's an excuse. A cover story for their conversation should anyone be listening. ]

I... think you need a drink.

[ Ivan starts to walk, hoping to have Goodman follow him. ]

[giglio_madonna]

I can put them around my room. It'd be nice, I think.

sends postcard

[giglio_madonna]

Well, if you say so. [A chuckle.] Let me know what you think of his verse.

[Clearing her throat, she begins to sing it out softly.]

We both stay concealed, wield our wiles better than a weapon
We didn't come for a fight but we'll turn out a legend
And this one might be a struggle, might not turn out okay
I know you don't stick around, but promise me you'll still stay

[sponsorigami]

[ With the flower done, Ivan nibbles on some of the snacks he brought over. ]

Would you like me to show you how to fold some other flowers?

[giglio_madonna]

[Another moment of complicated thoughts crashing together before Luce gets them all sorted out.]

I wish I could give you an idea...

[But maybe, in the trainwreck of brainwashing versus her own independence, he'd seen a face. Ankh, of Surviving Friday.]

[giglio_madonna]

The hauntings... yes. And the memories. The one I spoke to, Arpgeius... He said they're trying to help.

[And Luce believes it, whatever they had tried to make her think deep down in the dark. She just can't outright say it.]

[giglio_madonna]

Oh? [She glances back up to him again, twirling one of the flowers in her hand.] How many do you know?

[liarmonstersnappydresser]

[Link the hurt to them?

So Juno but not Juno. Well, she did already say it was Edward Blanche, it stood to reason it was connected but how? Were the supposed ‘ghosts’ to blame? Did they cause Blanche to doubt her loyalty? Why, why does he ALWAYS get headaches when he tries this line of thinking? Bill threads his hand through his hair with a frustrated hum. He needs more information, he can’t manipulate the odds like this.]

23-8-20
3-1-14
9-4-15

[giglio_madonna]

[What can he do... Luce's mind races with ideas- ]

[And then pain cracks down, suddenly enough to make her wince back. Her hand rises up, like the pressure applied can make it stop. The block in her own mind is so obvious it makes her want to rage, but even her anger is smothered for now. She has to take a deep breath, trying to ease the throbbing.]

I'm sorry, Bill... I've been unwell, lately. [Who's fault is that, she wonders.] A shame that Doctor isn't a real one, isn't it?

[A purposeful namedrop, the most she can give right now.]

[sponsorigami]

I don't know. The more I fold, the more I seem to remember and want to fold more.

Is it possible to be addicted to origami?

[giglio_madonna]

I think that's what we normally call "passionate about a hobby", Ivan.

[sponsorigami]

[ He hasn't paid too much attention to what he's doing with his hands, just folding a sheet without much thought, but when he looks down, he's folded a cherry blossom. Well, then. ]

What do you think? Should I fold some to put in my hair and change up my style?

[ He holds it up to his hair. ]

[liarmonstersnappydresser]

"I imagine he has.. other talents?"

[Bill tilts his head, as if observing the problem from another angle in a literal sense could help him make sense of the situation. Maybe it does, because he leans back, exciteable filler!speech not matching the frown on his face.]

"Knew a guy with 12 PHD's once; couldn't socialize out of a paper bag, but the man sure could build-"

[That's all, then. Well it's a start. He closes the sudoku book, and discreetly slides it over to Luce.]

"Here, think you'll be needing this more than me. Y'know what they say; All work and no play makes for REALLY BORING people."

[Bill stands up, regarding her a moment...Don't become boring, Luce.]

[giglio_madonna]

I can do it up for you right now, if you'd like.

[Leaning back, she tilts her head to the side curiously.]

That shade of pink does fit you so well, after all.

[giglio_madonna]

Oh, that sounds just like him.

[Still rubbing at her head with one hand, she uses the other to take the sudoku book. It's considered quietly before she huffs out a laugh.]

You don't have to worry. I haven't been boring for a while now. Try to keep your bandmates from chasing you out of the penthouse too many times, Bill.

[sponsorigami]

Do you have a way to do so without a clip or something?

[ Moms are so resourceful. ]

[giglio_madonna]

Well, if you don't mind me fiddling with your hair a little... I think I could work something out.

[And it'd be more focused work to keep her mind clear.]

[liarmonstersnappydresser]

[That does coax a small smile out of him at least.]

"Making no promises there~!"

[He blinks/winks(?) and turns away, leaving Luce back to her own devices. Looks like he has to make an appointment with a certain Doctor.]

[sponsorigami]

I don't. I'm curious to see what you'll do.

[ He sits up straighter and tries to hold still. ]