[With My Microphone I do A Supershow, I'll Announce The Winner On The Radio]the_measurersDecember 29 2011, 02:13:18 UTC
Freedom Deliverer Robin's new holiday special was to be both entertainment and introduction to the new holiday. It was to be performed live, on stage, in front of thousands of people. Unfortunately they'd had about a week and a half to rehearse and construct the props.
And here they were, on a stage in the middle of the Geldeheim City central plaza. During the revolution, speakers had mounted this stage, haranguing the old government. Now it was equipped with local atmosphere control (so poor Duck in her FDR outfit didn't freeze to death
( ... )
Anna Lin is not happy about the standard costumes for Freedom Deliverers, if 'standard' is even the right word for them. Still, the idea of being a People's Glorious Revolutionary Magical Girl was amusing enough - she knew Sara, the youngest of the Pilots back home, magical girl was something Anna understood well enough - that she had volunteered for the gig.
"What exactly did you have in mind for this, anyway?" Anna said. "The pragmatic bitch that grudgingly accepts that the idealist has a point? Cause that's the story of my life, I can work with that."
((please skip merrily over Murbs in posting, threadpeople, I'm stealing internet at odd moments - but had to do this.))
Murbella is well attired for the part of a villain. Artful cosmetic work has hollowed her firm and healthful face, and the generous lines of her lips have been redrawn to suggest a vicious sneer. Everything about her attire screams decadent aristocrat with no moral values and bad fashion sense.
She is rehearsing her main line: "Bah, humbug." It must be delivered with the ultimate disdain, inflected with BG tonal emphasis to make of it a dissonant thing that unsettles the subconscious mind of the listener. Beware the aristocrat who'd deny you the simple and life-affirming pleasures of this holiday your liberators invented!
Victoria, who had come down to the planet just for the occasion of the play, had been trying to memorize her small part for quite sometime. Wanting to look good for not only her fans but her friends aboard the station as well, she did her best to pour over every line with a careful eye and sharp tongue.
For Victoria being involved with FDR was proof she was of use to the rebellion and had grown from the time she first came to the station. It was also an excuse to be close to her beloved for extended periods of time, but that was the far more obvious of Victoria's reasons for being involved in all this.
[Ekatrin, I know This World Is Killing You, Ekatrin, My Aim Is True] the_measurersDecember 29 2011, 02:14:01 UTC
In the midst of addressing a crowd of workers, Revolutionary Councilor Ekatrin Svinboera was about to find out that she had more enemies than just Hauptmann. Unseen, someone was training a weapon on her...
[OOC: For Svinboera, her bodyguards and the mysterious assassin (doesn't that sound familiar?).]
[The New Holiday]the_measurersDecember 29 2011, 02:14:40 UTC
The holiday the stationites and Revolutionary Council created together cribs heavily from twosources. A fast growing vine was planted at the base of the pole and encouraged to grow as wild as it could. Celebrants were encouraged to say the things they wished they'd said during the year.
It was to be called: Benadventia. Silly name, right? Trust us, you didn't want to see what it was a compromise from.
All around the city, people were celebrating its new and semi-unique traditions. Do you care to join them?
Re: [Interview With A Santassasin] incesteyesDecember 29 2011, 02:25:30 UTC
Of course, Cain was still very proud of his poison. He was proud about a lot of things, but this was a marvel he could only explain with "magic cultures from a people half-fish and half-man."
Briefly he thought he should check up on Soohurn.
He had come in his Freedom Deliverer costume, having just finished up the performance.
Re: [Interview With A Santassasin] truthafterzeendDecember 29 2011, 03:00:26 UTC
Georgia was checking her cameras. She wasn't the expert that Buffy had been, but she still knew something about how to arrange a interview set and that sort of effort that looks effortless
( ... )
Re: [Interview With A Santassasin] incesteyesDecember 30 2011, 05:19:29 UTC
He honestly had not considered how it would impact the show's popularity if it were linked with his having assassinated politicians.
"You make a very good point," he said, and undid his jacket. He removed the identifiable pieces of his costume, leaving him in a short-sleeved white collared shirt, forearm-length white gloves, and a pair of black trousers.
Cain was used to seeing Georgia in her containment suit, but he wondered about how honestly annoying it must be for her to have to stay isolated even in the presence of others. "In any case, though, I am glad to help you and the Resistance cause." He waited paitently or her to finish preparations.
[Backdated a few days, mod approved, closed until she leaves the bar]try_winging_itDecember 29 2011, 23:41:01 UTC
A few days after the memorable and only debateably effective bit of undercover work she did with Anders, Hawke returns to the bar they'd...whatever it was they'd done there. She's not going as Swan Isabela whatever this time; it was amusing, and no doubt will be used again if Anders has anything to say about it (she knows she'll pry the Sebastian Vael cover story from his still-laughing corpse, and not before). But it won't serve every purpose.
To her relief, Target is nowhere to be seen. And even if he were, he'd probably run like hell at the sight of the weirdo woman from before. The bartender, of course, is. It's his bar. He looks up to see who's come in, clearly an automatic reaction, particularly at this time of the day; it's early, late morning, and the only people who show up now are the hard-core drinkers and those who never bothered to go to sleep the previous night, and she's clearly neither
( ... )
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And here they were, on a stage in the middle of the Geldeheim City central plaza. During the revolution, speakers had mounted this stage, haranguing the old government. Now it was equipped with local atmosphere control (so poor Duck in her FDR outfit didn't freeze to death ( ... )
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"What exactly did you have in mind for this, anyway?" Anna said. "The pragmatic bitch that grudgingly accepts that the idealist has a point? Cause that's the story of my life, I can work with that."
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Murbella is well attired for the part of a villain. Artful cosmetic work has hollowed her firm and healthful face, and the generous lines of her lips have been redrawn to suggest a vicious sneer. Everything about her attire screams decadent aristocrat with no moral values and bad fashion sense.
She is rehearsing her main line: "Bah, humbug." It must be delivered with the ultimate disdain, inflected with BG tonal emphasis to make of it a dissonant thing that unsettles the subconscious mind of the listener. Beware the aristocrat who'd deny you the simple and life-affirming pleasures of this holiday your liberators invented!
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For Victoria being involved with FDR was proof she was of use to the rebellion and had grown from the time she first came to the station. It was also an excuse to be close to her beloved for extended periods of time, but that was the far more obvious of Victoria's reasons for being involved in all this.
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[OOC: For Svinboera, her bodyguards and the mysterious assassin (doesn't that sound familiar?).]
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It was to be called: Benadventia. Silly name, right? Trust us, you didn't want to see what it was a compromise from.
All around the city, people were celebrating its new and semi-unique traditions. Do you care to join them?
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Briefly he thought he should check up on Soohurn.
He had come in his Freedom Deliverer costume, having just finished up the performance.
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"You make a very good point," he said, and undid his jacket. He removed the identifiable pieces of his costume, leaving him in a short-sleeved white collared shirt, forearm-length white gloves, and a pair of black trousers.
Cain was used to seeing Georgia in her containment suit, but he wondered about how honestly annoying it must be for her to have to stay isolated even in the presence of others. "In any case, though, I am glad to help you and the Resistance cause." He waited paitently or her to finish preparations.
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To her relief, Target is nowhere to be seen. And even if he were, he'd probably run like hell at the sight of the weirdo woman from before. The bartender, of course, is. It's his bar. He looks up to see who's come in, clearly an automatic reaction, particularly at this time of the day; it's early, late morning, and the only people who show up now are the hard-core drinkers and those who never bothered to go to sleep the previous night, and she's clearly neither ( ... )
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