A testing ground for Demmy and the Deegans.

[donovan_deegan]

Yes, the man who just came out of the welcome bay was most certainly wearing a shockingly pink jacket. Under it, he had been wearing a black shirt, but now hit was over one arm to show off the odd looking tattoo over his whole chest. A Kelsheen mark. Never knew when it would be useful. He had his axe in one hand. He was ready to shred, if he could find someone to jam with.

Yeah, the man had just been kidnapped. He looked remarkably calm about it, in fact, he seemed almost cheerful. He found a seat after a bit, pulled his axe into his lap, and then started playing, watching people to see who might come near, and figuring out who he could ask for more information than the projection had given him.

Question number one being.... where was Miranda?

Comments

[gregorydeegan]

"So she's another great conductor! Cool."

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't think she's musically inclined. She's...uh...always angry."

[gregorydeegan]

"Huh. Well that's a bit shocking. Has she considered the drums? For getting rid of aggression, they can't be beat."

[melodiouspacifist]

He laughed at the puns and shrugged helplessly. "I honestly have no idea."

[gregorydeegan]

"Well let's ask her, if we band together, we could form a band!"

[melodiouspacifist]

"I...yeah, I mean I could I guess?" He wasn't sure how Larxene would react if he asked her to play with him.

[gregorydeegan]

"Great, so we've almost got enough then. Now we just need a keyed up headliner who think's he's hot stuff on the keys, and a drummer who can't be beat!"