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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.]

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[It's pretty jam-packed in here, though there might be some things to notice...? At the very least, there are at least four presences that are distinctly...off.

Will someone scope them out before going to talk?

There's also the crowd proper, chatting excitedly about the upcoming concert, and the singer himself. Maybe it might be a good idea to listen in, or ask a few questions.]

Edited 2019-10-18 13:29 (UTC)

[The stage seems like your standard affair - pyrotechnics and everything, though the speakers seem a little odd for what they're supposed to be. There's also the Security and backup dancers on and nearby the stage, working on little things, keeping groupies from trying to get on the stage or seeming to practice, all in uncannily good makeup...and also eerily silent.

Hm...]

Edited 2019-10-18 13:33 (UTC)

[For the members of the group who are able to sneak into the back without anyone noticing, there's a few things to see. Firstly, while there are still the eerie, mostly-silent staff back here, there are also quite obviously a few humans in merely good zombie makeup bustling to and fro.

There's also plenty of wires and switches set for things up on the stage, though looking at those will clearly warrant more focus and time.

Lastly, there's the musician's dressing room on a nearby bus trailer, though it looks much more difficult to get in.]

[1-2 people on this one, please, at least until the subheading for each 'person' is up.]

Edited 2019-10-18 13:42 (UTC)

[You know, given they were given jack all about the singer himself? It's probably in her best interest to go listen in to the crowd proper to figure out what information she can get from them. Given it's a pretty large and bustling thing, she's pretty sure no one would notice her listening in and having a small string down her side to listen to another group a little further off.

Subtle isn't normally her strong suit, but she's learned a thing or two in the past few months to make this more useful than it normally is.]

[the vampire seemed oddly at ease at this venue despite his mannerisms and dress at the Academy itself would suggest. His hair worn loose, dressed in oil-stained jeans, a concert tee, cigarette in hand. Seeing the location, he put on a faint Bavarian accent as he mingles in the crowd, eyes, ears, and nose shifting through, picking out those that did not seem human]

[ It's not just politeness for the 7'5 man to stay as far back as possible. It's also pragmatic. It keeps people from jostling him as he performs and intricate scanning of the stage, thanks to his funky enchanted glasses. He'd always planned to investigate the speakers as a matter of priority- logically, they'll play a role in the whole thing. ]

*Maya managed to make concerts work even with her powers. So many people was a lot for her, the music- the real physical musical was worth all the complications to her head to do this. So the idea of going to a concert would be great... if she wasn't here to stop some sorta angry musical instrument from killing a bunch of people.*

*So here she was, backstage, invisible. She had a stealth suit and didn't make noise so it didn't take her any trouble at all to get back stage. Listening for anything that was scarier than 'back-up dancer who needs coffee and probably to get laid.' She'll start with listening for any magical artifacts in the dressing room.*

[Easy as pie to sneak backstage... if one happens to be a dragonfly. Which he is. It's not a bad choice of bug, a zippy little thing that hopefully no one will swat. Dragonflies are too cool to kill, shame on anyone who tries.

It's unlikely that the dressing room is bug-proof, right?]

[A good idea - he'll see that the speakers themselves are set to amplify magic at a large rate, as well as that the Security and backup dancers are definitely undead.]

[There are definitely Four Daemons in the crowd that he'll be able to make out.]

[Interesting, so there are other interests at play, he goes to catches Moriarty's eyes in crowd, an indication he noticed something, before doing an assessment, approaching the daemon that seem most likely to be chatty, putting on a casual, somewhat playful air]

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[Thankfully, it's pretty easy to listen in - it's a concert, after all, and everyone that's chatting are mostly fans of this guy.

'Man, I'm so excited! Thorn's been out of the public eye for like, ever!'

'I know, right? I still have all of Hellbent Prisoner's albums from when they were still together! I know he's gonna play a few of the real popular songs this time.'

'Oh, and he's def gonna do his solos, right? Those are so cool!'

'Well he is going solo, so yeah!'

...The general chatter seems to be excited - Thorn is the name of the man in charge, and was part of a decently popular band a little bit back. It's most likely a stage name, though. Though it appears he left the limelight for a bit after his band split up...]

[There is the harsh noise of one in the dressing room, yes. Though it also sounds...oddly enticing? A harsh, dark noise...yet somehow still beautiful in tone, calling sweetly to others.

What will she do?]

[Unfortunately, It'd be a bit hard for a dragonfly to get in. It is october, so it's rather chilly, thus all the windows are closed, and the door is firmly shut. There are a few cracks, but it might be risky for a dragonfly to get in in one piece.

[The First Daemon is...

Well, he's a stereotypical Chad. Blond hair, blue eyes, big body, muscles...he looks like the kind of dude who people would throw themselves at, or think he's incredibly cool. He's wearing a Hellbent Prisoner shirt, humming pleasantly to himself with a wide smile on his face.]

[This Daemon looks...like an incredibly grumpy man, about in his early 30's, with long brown hair tied into a messy ponytail. He's smoking a clove cigarette while grumbling under his breath, eyes trained on the stage and only the stage, impatiently tapping his foot. He's also clearly not really dressed for this sort of concert, looking a bit more on the 'business casual' side than anything else.]

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[The third Daemon looks like she belongs to the concert herself - wearing a glossy black leather outfit with spikes on her shoulders, as well as spiked wristbands, a spiked choker, short white hair, and striking makeup. She's actually chatting with some of the humans around, pleasant as can be, and even offering her number to a few unfortunate souls - and her red eyes (which she waves off as contacts) keep quickly scouring the grounds every so often.]

[Screw caution, he has good reason to be going on this particular mission. Musician. On tour. Ability to control the undead or something. Asshole needs to go down.

Into the cracks Dragonfly Tobias goes!]

[After a glance at the stage, Sarona knew she needed to get at the equipment in back. Using an invisibility rune that masks her presence got her "behind the curtain" as she let Maya and Tobias handle the dressing room. Her priority was looking at the wires and switches, analyzing what they were used for and how they were all connected to the on stage effects. If they were going to use the artifact, they might be planning to amplify it somehow and she was going to stop it.]

[The final daemon is is quiet, wearing a gray hoodie, which they keep over their head, showing only the bottom of their face. There's not much hint to who they are, beyond that they're darker skinned, and seems to have dressed comfortably for the occasion. They seem to be standing in one place, not interacting, and waiting for...something.]

[The daemons are clearly waiting for something... but what? He considers his options, the daemon in the hoodie and the in the suit are out, they're clearly here for business, anyone approaching would immediately raise their suspicion, and he'll unlikely get anything worthwhile on them. The woman is at ease, almost too at ease - she's clearly an old hand at blending in and making deals, she may suss out his intentions... leaving the muscle man.

He can't underestimate him, but he seems approachable. He grins casually, approaching with his cigarette]

Well, aren't you quite a stand out in this crowd?

[The vampire calls playfully with a lilt in his tongue, using almost a coded word, asking 'are you like us, and not like these humans?' that could be easily played off as an ice breaker]

[You know what, this is an insanely stupid idea, but she's going to absolutely try it anyway. Which means she's casually going to try and make her way towards that trailer, hands stuffed in the pockets of her jeans. She's pretty damn sure someone will stop her on her way towards the dressing room proper, but she's also fairly sure she might be able to talk her way out of some shit.

Which, her dressing like a Real Groupie probably doesn't or does help at the end of the day.]

[The Daemon blinks - before somehow breaking into a Wider grin, reaching out a hand with a laugh.]

Always am, brah. So, like, you come to take in the sights and the music, too? It's supposed to, like, be a killer event, you know?

[...Oh god. That's a valley girl accent. And the inherent, easily dismissed wording...

Oh yes. He knows what's going on here.]

The dude here's supposed to be, like, pretty good. Least that's what my bros were telling me all the time when, like, they listened to his music and stuff. Though, like, I've not heard a lot? I know I should but like, I just don't have time, you know? Oh, right, I'm like - I'm Mike, brah. And what's your, like, name?

[Well, uh, hope you don't mind wings getting torn a bit, since that was a really tight squeeze!

Still, once he's in, there's a lot to see - including a man who's in his mid 30's carefully applying makeup as he sits in front of a vanity.

Everything else in the room seems...normal? Pretty much the standard stuff you'd notice anywhere. Clothing, a small fridge, makeup, a few stage props, a Microphone...]

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DAEMON ONE

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Let's try getting at that trailer

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