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☆MUSICIAN TEST DRIVE: OHHH YEAH
☆WELCOME MUSICIANS
And welcome to our fourth TDM! We've got two types of prompts to use this time around: the first takes place while your character is in the process of being captured, and the second is during their first brainwashed rockstar networking gig. The former is designed to be considered 100% game canon if you make it in officially, while the later is more speculative and will only work if you get lucky during label and band selection.☆THE TALENT SEARCHThese prompts are design to be kept as game canon after acceptance, and can be used as the official story of how your character was captured. Importantly, the kidnappers entering your timeline causes massive time distortions, which means that the outcome of this scenario will stagger and replay itself multiple times before settling on an outcome. This means that after the fact, you character may remember being captured multiple ways, or going in more than one direction, before the timeline settled on a final path. Or at least, they'll remember this until their memories are wiped shortly afterwards, but that's okay! That's what memory regains are for. Read this page for more specifics on this situation. Any powers the characters have will be weakened and prone to malfunction to the point of uselessness.
►A1) THE SEARCH: It always starts out this way, doesn't it? At some point in your life, you were just doing your thing, wherever you call home. Then, all at once, it's like you've been torn from your dimension by the roots. Time and space displace, and it's like you've been shifted one layer of reality to the left - like some kind of subspace where you can see your reality through it, like a rainbow surrealist image of your home. Even if you can see this ghost image of where you were, you can't interact with it meaningfully. Any friends or family are somewhere else. As you begin to wander, without any other options, you'll find that the scenery gradually shifts to ghost images of other places, other worlds. If you wander long enough, you'll even find other people, lost just like you are. But you probably won't have much time - you've been brought here for a reason, after all.
►A2) THE HUNT: It could happen almost immediately, or it could happen hours later - but, at some point, your dimensional kidnappers start to do their sweep. Space Men in black body suits and gas masks pursue you on foot and in small spaceships, trying to sweep you and the other displaced up like fish in a net. Their guns contain a weird pink gas that will knock out most with only a single breath - and for those more enduring, they have the heavy artillery, like electrical nets and guns. The fallen will be sealed up into stasis pods for transport and loaded onto the ships, which seem like the only way to get out of this place by choice. This is where it ends, but are you going to put up a fight?
NOTE: Characters already in game can't really tag into these sections, so try to tag around to other first time character tests if you can!☆WELCOME HOMEBy default, these prompts aren't considered canon, but if after you are accepted and sorted they can be tweaked into working for you, it'll be totally okay to keep them as a part of your rockstar's personal history. This occurrence is something that will be happening in early March game time, but of course, what remains canon and what doesn't will be subject to who is accepted and where they are placed. This takes place after being kidnapped and brainwashed, as your character is first joining their new label. As usual, this is celebrated with a party.
►B1) PLAY IT STRAIGHT: The season of Spring Break has begun, and like most things in Vista City, it's carried out to total excess. This is only one of the first, preliminary shindigs of what is assured to be many - much like the Solstice, celebrations for Spring Break also go on forever. This time, it takes place around a pool, and it's not just with industry people - it's also with a smattering of particularly rich or attractive fans. It's a chance to mingle with all your exciting new business connections - something typical to the high music society of Vista City - but maybe it's not yet typical to you.
For a number of the freshly signed on newbies, this is their first real taste of what their new label has to offer - either Virgo or Pride - and the sheer glamour of it may be intoxicating. Industry big wigs scatter the area, as do performers of all the tops labels and bands, and their VIP fans and investors. Maybe you feel intimidated. Maybe you want to make your mark. Or maybe you're not quite as new as some, and are just trying to get through the evening. Either way, they is plenty of booze available if you need some liquid courage. Yet...is it just you, or do most of the other fledging musicians look awfully grim lately?
►B2) TOTALLY NORMAL: The signs of it are small, at first. Glasses you set down seeming out of place, stuff that almost looks like words written in the condensation on your glass. These little hauntings only get more and more persistent as the night continues, almost like some otherworldly presence is following you. You can feel them lurking nearby at times, like an unusual spot of cold or warmth in the air. None of the higher ups seem to notice but...to some of your new peers, this feels like old news. Eventually the signs become bolder, and at some point in the evening you'll hear it whispered in your ear or written on the bathroom mirror: "Remember."
►B3) REMEMBER: And you do. It strikes you suddenly, a feeling like a foreign presence straying through your mind. You remember something of your past, pertaining to the emotional affinity Love, Duty, Passion, or Hope - whichever feeling describes the person you used to be best. Except you know nothing of that life now, nothing except this single, strange thought in a room full strangers.
NOTE: Current characters definitely go to this party in earlier March, but it isn't required play. Besides the usual hauntings and meeting new characters, it is considered business as usual. Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment's employees are uneasily coexisting, pretty much because they have to in order to keep up appearances. Body guards are out in full force. It's sort of tense.☆HELPFUL INFO► Follow the mod plurk for updates:interstellar5555
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Princess Aurora || Disney's Sleeping Beauty
Aurora had been to parities before, of course. She was an opera orphan, trained and raised in the theater, classically trained in ballet and opera. She had been considered a prodigy for both. But then her teacher had thought she might do well with a new image.
A more... modern one.
She was a bit nervous, however. She had never been to something so... flamboyant. Theater parties weren't tame, by any means, but this?
"Ah..." she looked around. "I'm sure they won't mind if I slip out..." she said softly to herself. She turned to go and lightly bumped her shoulder into another, the cider (non-alcoholic of course) in her hand spilling a drop here and there.
"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't get any on you, did I?"
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"Wha- oh, you probably did, but if I'm lucky, it'll give my manager a heart attack." He sounds maliciously delighted by the idea.
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"Ah, forgive me, I'm asking all these questions and I've not introduced myself. I'm Aurora Rose, a pleasure."
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Reassuring, he knows.
"Anyway, while I could get you a huge damn list, let's just say that she's a controlling heartless witch and leave it at that." True, not... lately, at least not to him, which is weirding him out in so many ways, but he doesn't forget things easily.
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"I... well, hopefully we'll get along instead."
She had wanted to get away from all the rivalry and cut-throat feelings.
"I see," Aurora didn't know what else to say to such comments. "I'm sorry to hear you have to work with someone you have such a distaste for."
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The answer has him shrug, unconcerned. "We're stuck with who we're stuck with. The band, at least, isn't all that bad. If you're lucky, yours will watch your back too. But until then..." He gestures to the whole party.
"Fame and fortune, right?"
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Despite his look he gives a pleasant smile, "No, I don't think so." Unfortunately he also smells like a mix of weed and cigarettes, with a dash of alcohol and a hint of cherry.
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"I'm so glad! Have you ever been to a party like this before?" he seemed to be fitting in far better than her.
Oh wow.
She advanced on her, crossing her arms. "This business will chew you up and spit you out," she said coldly, "you have no chance of surviving here. I say you should run. While you still can."
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Aurora would not waste her time or this girl's time, then.
"Well, then I suppose it is a very good thing that these record labels did not ask for your advice regarding me," she offered in a tone of control but there was some sincerity in the statement as well. "But, as it is cider, some club soda will be enough to get it out." She inclined her head.
"I'll be on my way, I would hate for you to have to endure my company, as you find it unbearable." Aurora turned and started to leave. She wouldn't even have bothered offering her "resume." She did not need to justify herself to this woman who knew nothing about her. Though she certainly hoped she would not be in a "band" as she felt their styles would be very different.
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"So you have said, miss," she offered as she walked away. "And I heard you," she simply chose not to care about it because this girl did not know her, attacking blindly.
"Please have a pleasant evening," she continued to walk away, not willing to engage in any sort of fight with a complete stranger.
Short and not sweet. :D Thank you for threading with me.
if ya don't mind...
"No worries dear..." She's calm, even though her swimsuit and coverall don't do so well wet.
Of course not!
"Thank you, I'm truly sorry if I got it on you. Ah, these aren't parties I'm used to, though a theater party could most certainly give this all a run for its money."
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"Tamara, I'm the pianist in Crown of Thorns."
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"Ah yes, I know, I'm a fan actually. My name is Aurora Rose. I ah... well, I was supposed to meet my manager but I've been here for sometime and no sign of them."
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"They're wonderful women, really."