imeeji_frontstage | happy late halloween!! cw: needles

happy late halloween!! cw: needles

Who: :)
Where: :)
When: 169 morning

[ if you happen to catch a glimpse at a TV screen, bright and early this morning --

the signal on the screen is live! and it seems to be split into two halves, vertically. on one side, you have a dimly-lit image of an angel in a straightjacket. there's light illuminating them from above but the surroundings are too dark to decipher where they are exactly; one can see, however, syringe needles protruding from various spots on the angel's body, many of them connected to tubes that lead offscreen. The tubes are filled with a blue light, as though extracting the angel's essence, though many needles stab through with syringes emptied of their contents and only serving the purpose of making a pincushion of the creature now.

on the other side of the screen, there's two idols chained up against a dungeon wall, hands bound above them and manacles on their ankles as well. those who've been in the House of Mirth previously may recognize it as the dungeon -- the sconces on the wall are lit, this time, clearly showing the previously-dark surroundings.

there's a figure beside them, easily seven feet tall. they're wearing either a mask or maybe it's just their real head -- it's an elongated goat skull, at the very least, with long, twisted horns. they're wearing a dark black cloak that seems to hide almost all of their body. they're holding pliers, but even their hands are gloved as if to hide anything identifying. and when they speak -- their voice is filtered, warped as if coming through a loudspeaker. ]

Are we all ready for the show to begin?

((The actual contents of the broadcast will be in a top level below! Characters can react in this post but there's no two-way communication with the people on screen.))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Sitting on the ground with Hurricane in a decent-sized puddle of blood as you do... Kind of startled and confused at the caravan??]

Uh-- You guys mid-roadtrip or something...?

Something like that. You hitchhiking?

[Look, he only promised not to talk to Hurricane, not Nemesis.]

...Wouldn't necessarily mind a ride into town. You know anybody good at setting kneecaps?

[Points to the conveniently available Persephone, Anubis, and John]

Well look here. In fact, I do! And I even brought options.

[Unsure]

...Hadn't expected the whole gang, didn't mean to interrupt boys' night out.

[Hesitates]

...Anyways, whoever Hurricane wants. I'm fine.

[Citation needed, but the bloody stain over her belly doesn't seem to be getting actively larger so probably everything is fine,]

Of course.

[Hops out the car to get a little closer to Nemesis, seeing if that makes her tense up]

But there is something I need to tell you.

[She doesn't seem to take issue with him approaching, but doesn't get up. She waves a hand at his words]

Not here. ...We can chat back at the dorms, that's why I wrote you. Hadn't expected the escort service.

Fine. Not here.

[Crosses his arms and tries to say as nonchalantly as possible]

Sure you're fine?

...Why wouldn't I be?

Then sass people as you need to and then get in the car. Unless you want to stay here.

I want to make sure Hurricane's okay. But--then we should talk. I guess.

At your leisure then.

[And since there is a crowd and Intensity is about at the maximum people capacity he can take, he's just gonna go---

Sit in the car.

Like the chauffeur he is]

[Wow, he is the one who started the party!

For honestly the same reason she eventually opens the car door and pokes her head in...hope you got the vinyl seats]

Uh--hey.

[That's very true! But also he's an asshole, so---

Looks up at her]

Yes?

[Purses her lips]

I know what you're probably thinking happened, and that's not what happened. So--don't blame him, okay?

[Matter-of-factly:]

If there was even the slightest chance that I thought either of you had broken my trust, I wouldn't be here in person.

[Stares at him for a long beat--then nods]

...Okay. Just...wanted you to know.

...

I'm glad you're both back in relatively once piece.

[Stares back at him]

...Why are there so many people here? I told you I was heading to your place. What's with the SWAT team?

22 people swarmed my office when the broadcast started.

And considering your past with SensitIV!, I wanted to make sure there were options available. I brought only who I thought was necessary.

[A pause as he turns to look at her]

Was I wrong to do this?

...Broadcast?

[Has NO ONE told you?]

Get in the car.

Shut the door.

[Hesitates, because she is fairly certain she is not going to like this, then does as he asks, because she is fairly certain she is not going to like this]

...This when you tell me you got fancy soundproof, bulletproof windows or whatever?

I wish. Though feel free to break things also at your leisure.

I won't mince words, because I know you'd do the same for me.

[And then flatly:]

Your session with Goat Man was broadcast to all of Imeeji.

That's why there's a SWAT team.

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