interstellar5555 | ☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

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☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

Who: Everyone!
What: Something explodes in the distance. In a figurative sense.
When: November 6th.
Where: Anywhere you are.
Warnings: ???

“Like the legend of the Phoenix,
All ends with beginnings,
What keeps the planets spinning,
The force from the beginning.”

☆COME TOO FAR

On November 6th, the sudden lockdown of Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment finally ends. But not before some unseen actions have their consequences.

Due to the nature of the conflict, none of you can be there to see it, but that doesn't mean it can't be felt. In the morning of the 6th, something cries out to you spiritually - like the voice of a guardian angel, or a haunting ghost. Something, somewhere, is calling on you for aid. Pleading for you to lend it your power.

Whether or not you consciously agree, you'll feel a connection stronger than anything you've felt up till this point, like whatever this creature is is somehow in the room with you, or maybe like you're with it. What happens next depends on your alignment.

► LOVE & HOPE: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel as if they have taken a deep, spiritual blow - much like having someone clasp their hand around your "soul" and attempt to snuff it out. The attack itself will be brutal but brief. It's the after effects that linger, which may be any of the following:

1) Lingering spiritual pain that triggers symptoms akin to a fever in the body. It may also trigger effects such as nosebleeds and other signs of intense stress.

2) Forgetting everything except the memories you've regained.

3) A feeling of being desperately alone. How your character reacts to this feeling can vary, but the most common response will be seeking comfort from anyone nearby, even if you are not usually the sort of person to do that.

These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. You can pick more than one of these effects for a character, but try to balance the potency of each if you take more than one, so you aren't completely kicking the shit out of them. Vestiges of these effects can linger throughout the rest of the day, but in a significantly reduced capacity.

► DUTY & PASSION: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel an intense sense of fear and grief, as if they have lost something extremely precious to them. Generally speaking, this will manifest as a sort of panic or desperation to save whatever that thing is - but not being entirely clear on where they have to go or what they have to do to accomplish it. This can very well trigger some brash and irrational actions as they sort out this abrupt feeling of urgency.

1) Soon after the feeling begins, affected characters will feel empathically drawn to the characters suffering from the effects listed for Hope & Love, even if they are not normally the sort to be so concerned for others. This can go as far as having them be aggressively protective to the point that they will conflict with each other over it.

2) Along with that feeling of being drawn to protect them, all characters will feel an intensified kinship with all the other player characters - from both labels. This feeling of kinship won't cause them to know anything more about each other than they did before, but it will cause them to feel like much closer friends than they actually are.

These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. After that period has ended, all these empathetic effects will fade off on their own.

Any network posts made in the chaos will be deleted by the execs after the 5 hours period has closed, if not sooner. By the end of the day, Lesedi Santiago and Edward Blanche will announce their return, and bans from leaving HQ will be lifted.

They will not acknowledge the events of the morning unless someone goes to ask them about it.

“We've come too far 
to give up who we are.
So, let's raise the bar 
and our cups to the stars.”

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If it's either that or lose it...

[Ankh is right, though. It hasn't fixed anything. He still has the same hallucinations, except with even more frequency, and now he has trouble remembering past events and names and probably other crap that he doesn't even know he's forgotten. On top of that, it seems like he's the only person who's been dealt with this way, even though so many more of them experienced the same exact things. He wants to trust that Virgo has his best interests at heart and it's almost impossible to consider that they might not, but this doesn't cast them in the best light.]

But you're right. I'm not letting them blindside me like that again.

Fucking doctors poking where they don't need to poke... You're fine. You're doing just fine and don't need to get dragged away, hear me?

[Okay, this time he is going to gnaw on a ice cream stick for Yan's sake, still glaring and being just a little huffy. Sorry about that really; he seems to be having his own mini-episode about something here too.]

They musta figured something out to have enough to push you that way.

You taking control of my medical decisions, Dr. Ankh?

[Yan very, very rarely cracks jokes. When he does, most people don't even notice because the delivery sounds no less irritable than anything else he says. The same goes for when he smiles. His lips may make the attempt, but that doesn't mean his eyebrows or forehead approve of it and agree to go along with the idea.]

I'm telling you that whatever is going on, whatever that's making us see this stuff or feel this stuff, it's something that they are trying to use. If we don't give them the fuel to screw with us and make it worse, then we don't do it at all.

[It doesn't make sense but that was the least of Ankh's worries. Something was happening and he refuses to let it get taken out of his control like this. Sure, it probably isn't in control for him, but letting someone else just waltz all over him because of something weird is not the solution at all.]

Tch. Funny; I'm not a doctor, just been around enough of them to not trust them.

[That sobers Yan up real quick. He doesn't want to believe that they're being screwed around with somehow. Why would Virgo do that to them? There's really no reason why they would and he's very certain of that. But things keep not adding up.]

What do you think they're trying to use it for?

[Even if he doesn't believe it himself, that doesn't mean he can't see what other people think about it.]

Maybe there's insurance on us or something. Maybe they've got some kind of thing in which they make more money if we really get screwed up.

[Sorry Yan, Ankh was starting to list things from his foreign dramas he liked so well. He might even hit the marriage plots at this rate.]

Maybe they have a bunch of people they can't put into our places until we're too messed up to fight back, or maybe there's like some kind of government plot in which they need to take rock stars and turn them into living weapons. Or they got these people that they need us to marry and they have to make us unable to fight it off.

[Oopps too late.]

Stop being stupid!

[It may seem a little harsh, but really, you don't truly know for sure that Yan cares about you until he tells you what an insufferable moron he thinks you are. It's not really easy to differentiate this from when he tells people he can't stand that they're insufferable morons, though. It's all in the nuances. Or something.]

Why would they need to do any of that shit?

[Eeepp. Ankh blinked at Yan from under the blankets, all big eyes and blond hair and pouty lower lip. He manages to hold it for about a half a minute before he starts to snicker about the stuff he was saying and went for the last ice pop to chew on.]

Sorry; I'm being overly dramatic. But seriously we can't afford to let them to screw with us. These thoughts or dreams or whatever we're having has to be something important that they don't want us to put together. Why else would they try to mess with your head over a little weirdness? We're rock stars; we're suppose to be weird.

Heh. Weird in ways they can market. Weird in ways that they can't gets you in trouble. Greg...what's-his-name. From that metal band. He got called in and they just let him go because he's a harmless little weirdo.

[As he talks, he thinks over what he's saying. That conversation had bothered him and it's still bothering him now. The more pieces to this puzzle he gets, the more he can't figure out how they all fit together and it's driving him nuts.]

And why do they think they can't market the stuff we're dreaming up? I mean ancient religions and magic and the rise of new life beyond what mortals can dream of?

[It felt right, even if he wasn't too sure. Of course he had been searching about alchemy and desires and the origins of both so that could be easily explained away. Just a new angle for a storyline of an album, right?]

what weird stuff do you have? Is it too weird, or does it actually makes more sense?

[Ancient religions and magic and the rise of new life beyond what mortals can dream of? What on earth is Ankh hallucinating? Wasn't it just some sort of traffic accident last time? Maybe things are escalating and getting weird for everyone...]

It started out making sense. It all looked like something out of a Chinese historical drama. Most of it still does, but there was this one... There were monsters and Roman soldiers and "I" kidnapped some little wizard kid and had red snake scales all up my arm. I just wrote it off as the surgery fucking with my head.

...There was a monster too. A kind of strange grasshopper-man-thing.

[There. He admitted it even though it sounded weird and strange to admit it. He tsked lightly and scoots over another inch or two, reaching over to tug on that hair because it so needs to be combed out.]

That sounds like something from 'Dynasty Ever After' starring Joo Byugn Ho.

[Yan glares at Ankh and grumbles when he tugs on his hair, but instead of snapping at him like you'd expect, he patiently tolerates it. That strange sense of deja vu hits him again at the feeling. That little girl again, the one who was crying. Hundreds of braids in his hair and her looking for more hair to braid. Irritation, but fondness as well. The things you'll do for a little sister...

This hallucination shit should have stopped, not gotten worse...]

Does it? I was looking for dramas it might have been from, thinking maybe it was just my subconscious putting things together.

[But is that how it works?]

[Encouraged by the lack of snarls, Ankh hums a little as he tries to finger comb out the tangles. It was a mess and he frowned a little at the amount of work that needs to be done with it before shrugging and pulling out a comb to get to work.]

They took it down at the beginning of the year cuz they lost the renting permit. I think you can find it on some pirate channels but Virgo is pretty strict on how many of those you can access.

I can get my hands on a bootleg.

[Or at least he's fairly certain he can. Stay in this industry long enough and you end up knowing a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy. There's probably not that much out there that he can't get, to be honest. And if someone gives him crap for it, he can just shrug it off as a gift or something. It's all in how you play the game.

Speaking of games...]

What the fuck are you doing to my hair?

Some of the translations on those are plain wrong though.

[And it probably wouldn't completely match Yan's memory since it is a cheesy drama complete with the exploding fake bodies here and there, but still it was in all good fun.

He paused in mid-comb and sort of clears his throat.]

It's kinda a mess... And it's really bugging me... And I just want to comb it.

Whatever. Don't do anything weird to it or I'll kick your ass.

[If it will make Ankh feel better, he'll put up with it. He's supposed to be keeping an eye on him and making him comfortable, after all. If that means putting up with having his hair messed around with, he can put up with it for a while. Maybe it's just the echos of that weird hallucination messing with his head, but he feels like he should be used to this sort of thing by now.]

Weird? Please, like I would do that. I'm just gonna comb it out.

[Which is kind of soothing to him and he hasn't the faintest idea why. He just is going to comb and hum and then think about things that he shouldn't but have been bothering him all day long. He'll even try to be extremely careful and not tug or pull hard.

Though Yan may notice him slipping into a different language once and a while, if not outright sounding like his humming sounds like a kind of cooing or chirping sound.]

[Yan sits tolerantly while he gets fussed over. He doesn't pay a whole lot of attention to the noises Ankh is making until it dawns on him how strange they are. Ankh's a bit odd to begin with, but this is kind of going even beyond that. He kind of wonders if he even realizes he's doing it.

He lets it go on for a while before he decides to say something.]

What, are you a bird now?

Huh..?

[Ankh stopped combing and just looked at the hair and then gave himself a shake. It felt kinda natural to him until it was pointed out.]

No..?

Then what's with the noises?

[Tact is not and has never been his strong suit.]

Maybe it's just a habit I never knew I had?

[Yeah, because that didn't sound at all weird. Ankh chewed on his lower lip and gently teased out a snarl.]

I always had a thing for birds but didn't know I did that.

[Hard to tell whether he's just weird or if it's another symptom of whatever the hell has been going on, though he's pretty sure it's going to attract notice one way or the other. Well, if Ankh starts making a habit of it.]

Try to keep a lid on it.

[He's going to have to check up on him later and make sure he's keeping it together.]

[He had been weird - well, weirder then normal but never thought that some of his habits might be something he had to explain to other people. Ankh finished getting the snarl out and hit another one.]

I'll do my best. I don't like the idea of having brain surgery just because I start to mimic bird sounds.

[Something was fishy and he really did not need the management to find out that he was noticing it.]

You better be careful too.

I will. I know how to keep my head down.

[He doesn't like it, but he can. He has too much that he needs to figure out, so he can't risk drawing more attention to himself the way he has been.]

☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

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