Wednesday, December 21st, The Midnight Channel (Last Night!)

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Who: The Port's Latest Shadow Televisions Stars! And Thousands of Home Viewers!
When: Midnight, Wednesday December 21st
Where: In front of your Television Sets or Streaming NV TV. (Digital Cable? You'll still get the analog effect.)
Summary: Full Plot Details Here
Warnings: Please Put 'em In the Subject Lines As Necessary, Kids?

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[hisdiscretion]

[Franz d'Epinay sits with that same bevy of nearly naked men as his first Midnight Channel. Well, not with them so much as on or around them, as he is apparently using several of the handsome, muscled men as furniture, and animatedly talking to another while rubbing his hands over his chest. He is lisping and noncing about as he was in the last broadcast, too.]

And that’s when he said take it like a man... So I got on my hands and knees!

[The spotlight seeks him out, then, and he flutters his lashes a little.]

Oh, sorry! I didn’t see you there. Run along now, Stefan - I’ll meet you in the men’s room in ten.

[He addresses his audience now, legs crossed. He’s perched primly right on the back of some handsome, willing man.]

You really ought to see the party going on out here in the Darkness! I don’t think I’ve had more fun in my life. And to think, I used to be just like all of you ordinary, boring people, living out your lives and dying inside a little more each day.

Well, no more, sisters! I’m going to find love.

Not with the doctor guy. Nuh-uh. Did you see that little spiel with the mirror? I’ve had naps more stimulating than that. [Exaggerated YAAAAAWN.] And he thinks I’m weird for jerking off, when every single of his relationships is a handjob! [A wry shake of his head.] Tsk tsk.

I’m going to find true love, the kind of everyone deserves - gay, straight, bi, aromantic-except-for-ducks, whatever.

I’m going to find a handsome guy who really appreciates me, and call him Daddy. Or at least call him mine.

It could be one of you lucky fellas. [One of the ‘chairs’ looks up expectantly, and Franz pats him on the head.] Oh, not you. I meant one of those boys in the audience. If they’re not too chicken to join the party.

Someone will truly love me. Someone has to love me.

Because if they don’t...

[ Strange, glowing eyes appear on his forehead.]

Love turns to hate so, so easily.

Especially love as twisted as mine.

[The lights in the bar go dead, the strangely iridescent, bright purple eye markings burning into the screen before the NV returns to static.]

[redpeacock]

[As soon as he sees Franz's imposter make his second appearance, Genesis' jaw immediately tenses. While the first transmission was just playful, this new one was laced with feelings that he couldn't bear to associate with Franz-- mocking the doctor, his boyfriend, that way? Carelessly treating his body? And what were those marks on him?

His hands itch to take Rapier and go out into the darkness to hunt for this shadow. But he knows that Franz has to see to it himself-- that was how they tackled Angeal's shadow.

He will leave Franz a text, then. He isn't sure if the other would accept his help after their conversation the last time the shadow appeared.]

If you wish to face off against this impostor of yours, feel free to ask me to accompany you.

text;

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz takes some time to calm himself before attending the text messages that appear on his NV, once it appears that nothing is broadcasting.]

You wouldn't happen to have a sword?

text;

[redpeacock]

You would be surprised. I can also use magic.

[Rapier was just sitting at a corner of the dressing room, waiting for its owner to take it home and so and so. But tonight, Genesis may give it a greater purpose.]

text;

[hisdiscretion]

Let me borrow the sword. Your magic can protect us in the darkness?

text;

[redpeacock]

I will need to help you with it, though. It's a little too heavy for ordinary people. But with a little momentum, you can possibly handle it well enough. And yes, my magic can protect us.

[He did make sure to bring fire materia. Unfortunately, the cure materia was at the SOLDIER house.]

text;

[hisdiscretion]

Fine. As long as I can swing it, I think I can defend myself with it. I just need a way to fight while we're getting to it.

text;

[redpeacock]

Alright, then. I'm on my way out. Where shall I meet you?

text;

[hisdiscretion]

My new place. [He gives directions.]

text; -> to action?

[redpeacock]

I'll be there in a moment.

(ooc: would you like to continue this in action and play out the encounter with the shadow? Or handwave it? O: )

text; -->action!

[hisdiscretion]

Text me when you're here, I'll meet you at the door of the complex.

[ooc: I want to play the encounter so bad, if you're up for it!]

action!

[redpeacock]

[ooc: Let's do it!]

[Genesis gets to the complex surprisingly quickly-- he's wearing a buttoned-up red coat over his outfit for his job, but that doesn't really play a big part save that Franz can notice that Genesis came right from his work. There's also a large sword with an intricate hilt strapped to his back.]

action!

[hisdiscretion]

[Franz runs out into the unsafe darkness, mentally noting how muc he'll need to pay for repairs for the outer doors of his apartment complex. He looks troubled. His glow is a little lackluster. His mouth is pressed in a straight line. To think... in over a year in this place, he hasn't ever ventured out in the Darkness like this. He's only seen glimpses. The light is already starting to attract creatures toward him, creeping catlobsters. And that smell.]

Genesis! [He calls over, and god is he wishing he'd kept up better with his fencing. But he is determined not to panic like he had when the Darkness-proofing failed in the mall. He trusts Genesis. He has to.]

Re: action!

[redpeacock]

[As Genesis notices the creatures coming close to them, he summons out blasts to set them on fire. They squeal in the darkness, writhing as they're eliminated. He's sure that there'll be more dangerous creatures waiting for them... including Franz's shadow.]

Stay close.

[He draws out the sword-- a full six feet in length, including the hilt-- and hands it to Franz.]

Careful with that. You can lay it on your shoulder to support it first while we're on the run. Let me take care of the smaller beasts so you can save your energy for your shadow.

[hisdiscretion]

That's certainly a big sword. [It's just a little bit taller than Franz, but with two hands he manages to hold it on his own.] As for my shadow...

[Disco thumping fills the streets as Franz's shadow appears. He has his shirt open, his eyes glowing a foreboding yellow.]

Well, well, well. Look what the lap dog dragged in. Have you finally decided to join the party, sweetheart?

[Franz is trembling. He lowers the sword, keeping his voice quiet.]

Genesis... ignore him. Don't attack. This is between me and him.

What a handsome guy. I'd like to get my lips around that.

[Color leaps to Franz's cheeks.]

Sh... shut up!

That's all you want to do, isn't it? That's what life as a faggot amounts to. Just fucking around and doing as you please. That's the life.

[Franz clenches his teeth to keep from speaking.]

No one's expectations to fail to lie up to, no one depending on you, no pressure... just pleasure and humiliation.

[Franz swallows hard.]

No...

[Kurt had warned him he would have to accept himself. The shadow Franz just nods. He seems bigger. Getting that much closer.]

[redpeacock]

[Genesis' jaw can't help but tighten, though. He watches the conversation between Franz and his shadow intently. This was far different from the encounter with Angeal's shadow wherein the battle was straightforward. What Franz's shadow is doing is something that is truly between him and Franz alone. Despite the order not to attack, he clenches his fist, ready to cast his fire magic if the shadow dares to harm Franz.

As the shadow draws closer to the other man, Genesis can't help but speak out in concern.]

Franz...