interstellar5555 | ☆MINGLE LOG: SOUTH VISTA MUSIC FEST

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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[Well]

[It's not any of Artolo's shit.]

[So, because he's brilliant like that, he cups his hands around his mouth and yells-]

SET SOMETHING ELSE ON FIRE!

WORKING ON IT!!

[ For now, no, it's not. Squalo is evidently using his band pass to get where he shouldn't be -- in this case on stage while it's getting prepared for some other performers. Is it that band nobody likes, apparently? Just some unsuspecting solo artist? Who knows, but he's pouring something over one of the speakers... ]

[ And turning back to the guy he doesn't even know but apparently they're buds now. ]

You got a fucking pole?

[ ??? ]

[??? indeed.]

[Still, never let it be said that he's unhelpful. Artolo looks around quickly before spotting an empty mic stand, and promptly grabs it.]

How about this?

[ Well, he interpreted it right at least. Squalo easily hops off the speaker and strolls up to him, eyes and grin both wide and menacing. ]

A bit short but it'll do.

[ He starts wrapping a rag on one end. And then he's dousing it with the rest of what he had in that bottle. Gasoline? Vodka? Either way it smells flammable. ]

[Holy shit. Hoooly shit this is going to be amazing. Artolo starts taking out his phone gleefully.]

I'm taking pictures so I hope you don't give a fuck.

Not really, nah.

[ He pulls out a lighter and sets the rag on fire, creating something like a really long torch. ]

BRACE YOURSELVES, FUCKERS!!

[ And yeah. Stabbing it right into that amplifier. ]

[ Naturally, it fucking explodes, knocking most of the people who were nearby off the stage. ]

[Artolo's cackling is almost as loud as the sound of the amplifier exploding. These? Are going to be prized photos, and he's sending them all to his secondary phone because they are going straight to the internet vault.]

Holy fuck!

[100% delight right here.]

You better haul ass before they find you and beat the shit out of you, man!

YEAH!

[ Squalo lands in a pile of spare cables and junk, possibly a little singed, but looks pretty damn pleased with himself. Was this revenge for something? Just a random act of vandalism? Who knows. ]

[ He glances back at Artolo. For a moment he looks unimpressed, but then he's hopping right up to his feet again. ]

Let them fucking try! Well? Who wants to fight?!

[ Nobody does, from the look of it, although there might be some square looking guys walking over to see what the fuck's going on. ]

[He's not looking to impress. He's a tall skinny piece of shit, it'd never work out anyway. Heckling no one asked for? He can do that no problem.]

[Like now.]

Security, apparently.

[A pause, and his grin widens. His face is starting to hurt at this point, but he can't forget anything.]

I bet you twenty bucks you can't take them.

Heh, deal.

[ And he's rolling up a sleeve before colliding shoulder-first with the first guard. He actually manages to knock him over, and there's a short but intense fight with a lot, LOT of swearing and dirty punches. ]

[ In the end, though, there's three of them and one scrawny him, so soon enough he'll be on the ground with one security dude sitting on him and another making a call because apparently they're gonna have him sit in their booth handcuffed for a while to "cool off". ]

[And no one was surprised.]

[Artolo films the whole thing, of course, sniggering like an asshole the entire time. When Squalo gets carted off, he waves him away.]

I'll collect my twenty from you later, asshole!

[ He'll get a middle finger for his efforts. ]

I fucking had them, you blowfish!

[Displaying the same lack of sense as Squalo, just with no caffeine or drugs, Artolo trots after still recording the whole thing.]

Oh, you wish I was blowfishing your dick!

[One of the security guys gives a notable sigh. Clearly someone does not pay him enough for this.]

[ Amazing. ]

I'm sure your mom would do a better job!

[ If he keeps following, security might decide to take him in to "calm down" as well, just in case. Careful there. ]

Got my dick sucking lips from her, actually!

[And that's about the time one of the security leaves Squalo in the many other hands and just picks up Artolo by the back of his shirt. There's a startled noise.]

Hey-

Alright, you're coming with.

[And that sure is his phone being confiscated.]

Nooooooo....

[It's a kind of resigned one, however, with Psii being sort of dragged along. He's a lanky asshole with no fighting ability to back up his constant shit talk. He's not gonna bother here.]

Fuckin thought you look familiar!

[ Anyway, once they're in the security booth Squalo will be forcefully sitted on a chair, handcuffed and left with like one guy to watch him while the rest go out to resume their patrols. Psii will probably get out of this with a warning or something. ]

[Guess who gets to do all the neat "are you a fucking drunk right now" tests? Thiiiiiis guy.]

[Fortunately- for someone, maybe just the tired security- Artolo isn't on drugs or anything else, he's just suffering from a permanent case of Assholery. His phone is given back, and he gets a Very Stern Warning to quite starting shit.]

[...Which he promptly ignores his way out the door.]

Have fun in time out, dickward.

[Security smacks him upside the head for his trouble.]

I'm gonna find you, asshole.

[ Sounds like a promise, but he'll probably forget it come morning. Anyway, security will give him a Look because they take threats seriously around here, and add an extra quarter to his time-out. ]

☆MINGLE LOG: SOUTH VISTA MUSIC FEST

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