James Moriarty (
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daybreakacademy2019-10-18 08:38 am
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Monster Mash
Who: Moriarty, Grimm, Jolyne, Rex, Tobias, Sarona, Maya, and Sherlock.
What: Mission time! And this time, it's certain to be a THRILLER night! ...I'm sorry.
Where: An open-air concert in Austria
When: October 17th
Warnings: Potential violence/death depending on player choices.
[They'd all gotten the lowdown - there was a shapeshifting artifact, and the threat of an entire concert of humans becoming undead slaves to a musician too big for his britches and arrogant enough to think there's no downside to using something so powerful to his own whims.
So, of course, the Academy sent people out to take care of it. And, of course, Moriarty decided to take charge. After a thorough briefing - Though leaving out some information about the singer himself, of course, to test their intelligence gathering skills - everyone found themselves at an open air concert, packed full of an excited crowd as security and roadies began to set up for the concert.
...However, the security and the roadies look a bit...odd. That's eerily good zombie makeup, after all...
Playing the part of a beleaguered chaperone to these teens and young adults, Moriarty seats himself a bit away, giving a tired wave - all an act, of course, and told beforehand during the briefing.]
Go on, go mingle in the crowd before the show starts. Aah, where are my earplugs...
[Of course, he never puts any in, and his eyes scan the crowd as the students scatter, keeping an eye out so he can potentially swoop in and defuse the situation if anything gets especially hairy.
Go time.]
What: Mission time! And this time, it's certain to be a THRILLER night! ...I'm sorry.
Where: An open-air concert in Austria
When: October 17th
Warnings: Potential violence/death depending on player choices.
[They'd all gotten the lowdown - there was a shapeshifting artifact, and the threat of an entire concert of humans becoming undead slaves to a musician too big for his britches and arrogant enough to think there's no downside to using something so powerful to his own whims.
So, of course, the Academy sent people out to take care of it. And, of course, Moriarty decided to take charge. After a thorough briefing - Though leaving out some information about the singer himself, of course, to test their intelligence gathering skills - everyone found themselves at an open air concert, packed full of an excited crowd as security and roadies began to set up for the concert.
...However, the security and the roadies look a bit...odd. That's eerily good zombie makeup, after all...
Playing the part of a beleaguered chaperone to these teens and young adults, Moriarty seats himself a bit away, giving a tired wave - all an act, of course, and told beforehand during the briefing.]
Go on, go mingle in the crowd before the show starts. Aah, where are my earplugs...
[Of course, he never puts any in, and his eyes scan the crowd as the students scatter, keeping an eye out so he can potentially swoop in and defuse the situation if anything gets especially hairy.
Go time.]
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Oh come on, babe, won't you make an exception for little ol' me? I'll make it worth your while~
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...Oh.]
No. Go back to the main area.
[He reaches out, to grab her shoulder to steer her back.]
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Damn, I was hoping you'd make this easy...
[The second he's reaching out she's reaching up to grab his wrist, letting her strings curl up from his wrist up towards the mouth to try and gag him.]
Don't touch me, bitch.
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Oh well, she can at least try and salvage what bits of this she can. If it means she has to fight a few undead, then so be it. Hopefully this bastard will be a bit distracted enough for her to pull her strings back to maybe take a damn arm off.
Will it possibly cause panic if anyone alive sees that? Yep.
Does she care? Nope.]
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However, The other Security is fast - to the point that they're already grabbing for her and trying to wrestle the arm out of her string's grip, forcibly pushing her out of the area.]
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So of course she's making a scene out of this by being as loud as humanly possible and trying to deck the nearest guard in the face or wherever else she can get.]
Let go of me this second, you fucking undead bastards! [This is Not the correct way to go about any of this.]
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Thankfully, they don't seem to care or react much, roughly grabbing her and now attempting to half-carry her out into the main area, silent as ever.
...How odd. They're undead, but acting like automatons.]
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This is such fucking bullshit and she probably gave up at this point. Or, well, at least the fighting part. She's absolutely still slinging every curse word she can think of under the sun between English, Japanese, and Italian that she can think of. While she's not fluent in the last two, she absolutely knows how to cuss someone out in them.
But that's good information, at least???]
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Because she's immediately up and snarling at that damn crowd.]
If you think it's so damn funny, then come fucking closer and get your faces readjusted. [Seriously, why is she allowed in public.]