☆MINGLE LOG: SOUTH VISTA MUSIC FEST

[interdimanagers]

Who: Everyone!
What: An open mingle log for everyone from everywhere.
When: November 18th-24th, 2054
Where: South Vista
Warnings: Could be anything!

☆THE FESTIVAL Welcome to the South Vista Music Fest! An enormous, weeklong festival with hundreds of bands performing nearly 24/7, the Music Fest is a quarter annual event that celebrates all manners of local talent, both big time and small time. Every band from Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment will have performances to do, including the freshly recruited – you better have your act together, because now is your time to shine! Player bands will be performing roughly once a day, with bands from the first app round predominantly with evening slots and the newest bands with predominantly afternoon slots. There is definitely a hierarchy to the scheduling - Pride and Virgo claim almost all of the prime performance times, while other labels are forced to deal with the leftovers. You've definitely been chosen by the winners of the music industry in these parts, that's for sure. Shuttles will be available to take people back to their relative HQs in their downtime, but they're also allowed to hang out and enjoy the festivities if that's what they prefer. Stuff is happening all day and night, so it's really just a question of how much you can party while still being conscious for your own show. Your managers will tell you that the company CEOs pay extra close attention to this event, so that you need to be on your best behaviour. The festival takes up a massive amount of floor area with multiple stages of various sizes and a large amount of glowy display screens. It's set up on the ground floor of the cityscape, meaning that the suspension roads and walkways above have been programmed to add to the ambient lighting all day and night. ► TRAILER PARK KIDS: For those that just want to chill, there is a massive VIP area reserved for labels to park various trailers for their musicians to hang out in during downtime - one for each band. They aren't quite as big as the tour buses, but they are comfortable and well stocked. Each is equipped with two beds and a bathroom/shower. Pretty much every local band you know of is here, including the notorious Predator. Nose around their trailer at your own risk. ► IN THE SPOTLIGHT: With at least six performances in a span of six days, there is plenty of time for shenanigans to go down both back and center stage. Time to show your mettle, and to hope that some asshole doesn't take all the best food items from the backstage catering tables before you can get to them. ► ATMOSPHERIC NOISE: If you dare brave the storm, there is a massive quantity of merch, vendor, and food booths available for your perusal. Many fans endeavor to spend as much time at Music Fest as possible, and so the space is very lived in, with large groups of people hanging out in well populated lounge areas. Depending on how popular you are, it may be difficult to get around without getting swarmed by your fans. ► DON'T FORGET TO REMEMBER: And all the while, the strange memories continue. The label's newest members will have started to feel strange as of November 6th, and by the time of the Fest almost all of them will be discovering their first memories regains. The first one should be based on the alignment you chose, but the rest can be whatever you want. New character may regain up to 4 memories between their arrival and the end of November.

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Xanxus | Pride | JUNKYARD CARNIVAL | OTA + TW: Xanxus

[variaboss]

I - napping between gigs
How anyone could sleep with this much noise going on and in that much leather is a mystery. But it's Xanxus. It's probably for the best that he's asleep. It means that he's not causing a ruckus. Or maybe he's just pretending to be asleep so people will leave him the fuck alone. If he hears another person ask him about his accident while in Dehumanizer he was going to punch someone in the face. Preferably where the camera will catch it on film.

And when he's not "sleeping" he's trying to find Predator's trailer. He might or might not be carrying a bottle of highly flammable liquid and a lighter...

II - backstage
He's got headphones on and is tuning his bass up. The Carnival is about to go on and he's getting into the zone. Pretty soon, he'll be going on. He'll be next to Luci and Alec and Yuffie and the new chick. He wonders if they'll be doing their newest song. He should probably warm up if he's going to be doing vocals. If you're lucky, you might catch him singing softly to himself.

III - Alcohol because we all knew it was coming
Give credit where credit is due. He lasted this long without a drink in his hand. But that's about to change. The second he's out of sight of his manager, he's headed towards the alcohol. Food can wait. Alcohol can't. It's probably just shitty beer, but shitty beer is better than nothing at all.

IV - the man who would be Bossking
It comes suddenly. It comes when he's signing his name on yet another set of naked tits flashed his way. He's halfway through his name.

Xanxus.

He stares and his hands start to shake a little.

XanXus. X...X...

'I am the one whose name contains the double X title... I am the TENTH...'

The marker breaks in his hand. He doesn't even notice it. He seems lost in his own little word. There's black ink everywhere and he is muttering. "The tenth...what?"

IV

[traumatizing]

Terry has his own autographs to do, though significantly more conservative ones, and it's pure coincidence that puts him in Xanxus' vicinity. He hears the marker snap though, and some surprised and scared murmurs, and he looks over to see the guy just. Totally spaced out.

Sighing the most put upon sigh known to man, Terry hands back the CD he's signed and moves over toward Xanxus, putting a hand on his shoulder to shake him out of whatever's caught him.

"You alright?"

[variaboss]

Welcome to being the bad boy of a punk group. He's signed more bodyparts than anyone has right to. But right now, the only thing he's signing in the grass as that black ink drips all over everywhere.

The Tenth WHAT?! He feels he knows. Like it's important. He's close to knowing. So close but then there's the feeling of a hand on his leather clad shoulder and he's jolting out of whatever it is. It's probably good that he's so out of it, because he might have tried to punch Terry. Instead, he just sort of looks lost and confused.

He looks at the man. Looks at his hands. Looks at the man again. "...Bad trip." His flagrant drug use is now a very convenient excuse for his acting strangely. "I'm good now." Except that his hands are coated with permanent marker... "...Shit. You know how to get this off?"

[traumatizing]

Terry sticks his hands in his pockets and gives Xanxus' hands a look, shaking his head. Some people don't go around snapping markers and getting ink all over their hands. "A lot of soap?" He says with a shrug, but one of the nearby fans pipes up with a cheerful suggestion of vodka and Terry almost laughs. "Or vodka."

I

[agains]

Ordinarily, Keith would be the boy scout. Put that away. This place is full of innocent people, you can't put them in danger. But this brainwashed airhead simply thinks Xanxus' bottle and lighter are missing a third component.

"Hey," he says to get the Pride musician's attention. "If you're looking, someone is selling cigarettes behind the trailers."

[variaboss]

Oh, Keith doesn't even know about Xanxus and burning shit to the ground or his distinct lack of fucks towards the innocent populace. Collateral damage. Sadly, he's not much better now either. Because those fuckers had tortured them as a "prank". Luci's plan got back at them a little, but it wasn't enough. He won't be happy until he's roasting hotdogs over the smoldering embers of their band trailer (hopefully with all their stuff inside).

He stops though when he hears a voice and he turns. Shit...caught. Time to act like he wasn't about to torch some shit. But then he's sort of laughing. "Tobacco isn't my drug of choice. So unless you know someone who can score me some H, you didn't see me."

[agains]

"H? I would have no idea who to ask," he bluffs, trying to conceal that he, tryhard-rebel, is not actually familiar with harder drugs or the acquisition thereof. For a moment, he almost sounds like his real self. "Should I go search for an alibi, then?"

II

[costumechange]

Haru is lucky. She's coming off stage, lit up and adrenaline high from a wonderful performance. She was planning on checking her kit, making sure all of her mallets and sticks were back where they were supposed to be, but she's having a hard time finding where it's been rolled in the face of the tech and priority of Junkyard Carnival's set up.

She's twirling around still looking despite the exhaustion beginning to set in when she hears Xanxus singing. She's a Junkyard Carnival fan, has been since before she got her own break even if she shouldn't admit it belonging to Virgo now.

Hearing him practicing even--or maybe especially-- without music behind him is kind of like a holy grail of miracles as a fan. She can't help lingering and listening, completely distracted from her task.

[variaboss]

Honestly, it's rare as hell to hear the bassist sing. He generally leaves that to Luci or Alec. It's only been recently that he's started stepping back to the mic and generally only as backup for when Luci needs that big booming baritone he had been known for back in his Death Metal days. (and even before that). He keeps it down because there's no telling if he'll overpower the sound of the roadies setting up their shit.

So you can throw me to the wolves
Tomorrow I will come back
Leader of the whole pack
Beat me black and blue
Every wound will shape me
Every scar will build my throne

It's not something from the Carnival or from Dehumanizer. It's brand new. He doesn't even know he's got an audience until he looks up from his bass and is immediately blinded by flashy lights. He shuts up quickly.

"Exit to the stage is that way."

[costumechange]

"Oh, I know, I have to find my kit when they finish moving things around for the next show. Thank you."

Haru hesitates because well, Xanxus has a reputation, but she's got one too and she's not entirely sure how it came about so she's always willing to give people the benefit of the doubt.

"You sound pretty fantastic, by the way."

I

[giglio_madonna]

So. Luce has heard about the hazing from both Koumei, Kido, and Rei's own connection at this point. When she sees Xanxus stalking around looking murderous and intent with flammeable liquid and a lighter...

It doesn't take a genius to figure it out.

She should probably stay out of it. It's a Pride thing. Unfortunately, however, she has a lot of people she likes in Pride who were affected by this. And there's the memory lurking of her mother, with guns... So, in the end-

"Do you think that will be enough?"

[variaboss]

He had thought he was being stealthy. Probably not. It's sort of hard to sneak around when you're Xanxus' size. It feels like he should be able to though. But it doesn't matter. He doesn't care if he gets caught. He'll just lie about what his plans are.

Still, he freezes at the voice before turning. Luce, the Holy Mother of Bass. It seems she already has some idea of what he has planned. It also seems that she's not going to stop him. Perhaps she understands somehow, the cleansing power of fire. Some things...some things just need to be burned to the ground.

"Hmmmm." he looks at his weapons of choice. "Maybe. It'd be better if I had some gasoline but if I throw it just right, the trailer should go up pretty quick." Yep. Not hiding his intentions at all.

[giglio_madonna]

"Throw it?" It's a mildly exasperated echo. Oh dear. "Won't they find fingerprints or something?" It's not that she particularly likes Xanxus... She's just pointing out the glaring issue. There's all sorts of ways he might get caught, after all, assuming there aren't cameras that'll do that much.

2

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Luci comes up in front of Xanxus while he has his headphones on, stands there until he acknowledges her, then pulls one of the ears off enough so she can say:

"Hey asshole, when are you going to sing with me again?"

Re: 2

[variaboss]

He's not yet lost in the sounds so he's quick to notice her. Hard not to, with her always in white. She stands out in the darkness of the backstage where as he blends in, always in black.

She might catch the sound of metal blaring from the earbud she pulled. He turns it down somewhat. "You know I don't sing, Luci..." The EP was a one time thing, but he's remembered what it's like at the mic so it's probably an easy sell to convince him to share hers again. Evident by the fact he's warming his voice up.

"Maybe if we do Spincter Necklace, I'll take your chorus so you can work the audience."

III

[sharktrash]

Well, shitty beer is going to get him some judging looks. Squalo just happens to barrel into the same stand to get a drink himself, apparently, but he stops when he recognizes the same asshole he vaguely remembers brawling in a previous party with. And the asshole is drinking fucking beer, and he's not going to bother pretending he doesn't find it hilarious.

"Heh. Genos would drink you under the table."

You know, hello, how have you been, guess things kinda got out of hand last time, and so on.

[variaboss]

Dude. Not his choice. If he had his way he'd be hooked up to an IV of whiskey with an everclear chaser. Fucking lame event. Doesn't even have real alcohol.

And to make his day even less tolerable, there that loud fuck. Mr. Dickbiter from that one party he almost sort of remembered. He was high/drunk or both at that time.

"Really. That little bitch? He only wishes he was as badass as me. You know they don't have sippy cups or juice boxes for you, right?"

I'm fine. Never better. And you?

III

[dame_tsuna]

[This is easily the biggest musical event Tsuna has ever attended, let alone played in. Still, Surviving Friday's performance went well, all the fans seem happy. Their manager was pleased. Everything is going fine. So now he can relax, right?

Actually, he should probably be paying attention to where he's going. Then maybe he wouldn't run into people. Which he just did.]

Omph!

[He backs up immediately, apologizing.]

Ah! I'm really sorry!

RIP Tsuna

[variaboss]

[Honestly, he's a huge guy so it's not like he's easy to miss. So it defintiely pisses him off when someone knocks into him. Not just knocks into him but proceeds to make him spill whatever booze he has. Most of it splashes his bare chest but the rest. Those were expensive leather fucking pants. Someone is going to have to pay.

So he turns and looks...and has to look down. Great. Another fucking brat. Does the kid even have hair down there yet? Fuck. Well, kid or no kid, Xanxus doesn't care. Too bad, so sad, guess you won't enjoy the full extent of puberty.

Even worse because there's just....something... about that kid's stupid face that just...sets him off. Just looking at the kid makes him irrationally angry]

YOU BETTER FUCKING BE, SCUM. THAT SHIT RIGHT THERE IS ALCOHOL ABUSE! APOLOGIZE TO THE BEER!!

[Yeah...someone is really loud when they want to be]

II

[yellowcopycat]

Ryouta had snuck back stage to tell Xanxus to break a leg, but he could see that the other man was busy. In fact, he was singing.

Smiling, Ryouta leaned against the door frame and watched. He'd catch his attention in a minute. Right now he was going to enjoy the right sight of Xanxus singing live. Much better than the Youtube videos.

[variaboss]

He doesn't notice at first, still working on his warmups and getting his bass ready but he does eventually. Hard not to feel eyes on you. So he finally stops and slips his earbuds out. He shifts a hand to crook a finger at Kise, as if to beckon him over.

"What brings you to my Carnival? Looking for some fun and games?" His smile is slightly more predatory than normal, proof he's about to go on stage.

/comes in 15 minutes late with starbucks and a foxy chick/ II

[scalpedsociety]

The singing catches Tamara's attention. She's just finished doing her own performance with Crown of Thorns, still dressed in costume (sans hat and gloves, she threw that out to the audience in her excitement.) She bends over, gazing at the bassist.

"Xanxus?"

Drinks the Starbucks, bangs the chick

[variaboss]

Of course she would know it was him just by the sound of his voice. It's sort of hard to hide the fact that once upon a time he had been at the same music school she had been part of. That he had been on the fast track towards becoming the toast of the town, an operatic baritone. Even if he's singing to Death Metal behind his earbuds.

"Huh?" He pulls them out and then realizes who staring at him. "Yeah. You got me, Babe. What can I do you for?"

II

[worthlesspride]

"Why the fuck are you in a band and not on stage playing Satan?" Because holy fuck, that boggles the mind. "You'd make a fantastic Prince of Hell."

Tooru just happened across him, taking a short cut back to the trailers.

[variaboss]

Xanxus raises an eyebrow at the suddenness of that. He turns, his drink in hand. He's found something a lot stronger than shitty beer, lucky him. It's not often that people just say shit like that to him out of the blue but it makes him pretty happy. It means his reputation is really spreading. Let Luci be the famous one, Xanxus is aiming for infamous.

"A prince of hell, hmmm? You know Satan is a King as well as a Prince. But I prefer the bass to the throne. It's a lot more fun up here." He gives the guy a little toast with his glass, an evil grin on his face.