𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝙳 ( Pawzkat )

[katt]

ID Card #06

Name: Chester 'Ches' Bucatti



Age: 21



Gender: Male



Personality: Ches is the sort of guy who can stay up and party all night long and then wake up and take care of business in the morning after an extraordinary amount of alcohol- this attitude is often reflected in his shows.



Occupation: Part time Rockstar, part time badass, full time Messenger

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It's about half six and the sun is just setting, casting the sky in a red glow, shinning through the VIP room skylight (thank god no rabid fans have tried to break in through it yet). The room is comfortable furnished and almost looks like a show home if not for the protective runes carved into the walls and the bodyguards at each door. Most of the other Messengers are in their dressing rooms right now apart from one other- A model who's idly flicking through a Hallowed guide as her manager talks to her through an ear piece. You could head to your dressing room and get touched up by your team, spy on the crowd that's starting to gather in front of the stage or interrupt your "Co-star" of sorts. 

[Pawzkat]

With little interest in actually striking up a conversation with the Messenger (What was her name again?) seated nearby, Ches hauled himself up from the couch where he had been making himself comfortable and started for the door. There was something about screaming, fanatic fans that never failed to get him excited, each and every show. Technically he was supposed to be playing the 'out of sight, out of mind' game until his slot was called to start, but that was boring. The brunet would much rather have some fun.

[katt]

Well you've got the chance to sneak backstage and peak at the audience, everyone's too busy and too afraid to stop you, you might as well take it. Passing that model (Diana, you can pick up the fact she's speaking in a German accent), then security, you find yourself in a twist of poorly lit corridors that fork off in two different directions though they'll both take you to the stage- just different sides. Left or Right, hmm?

[Pawzkat]

The guards didn't even blink as Ches strode past them, nor made a move to stop him. 'Ah, life is good,' the man thought to himself as he sauntered through the corridor. Arriving at the fork in the path, the Messenger didn't hesitate before choosing the leftmost path, and continued on.

[katt]

The leftside of the stage is evnloped in darkness as technicians and crew scurry around to do last minute checks in lighting, sound, ectra. Even though nothing is going on a small group of devoted fans- don't forget some of them are yours, they've used your colour scheme in their facepaint, have gathered, excitedly whispering between themselves. They carry signs and flags for their favourite Messenger, every so often they'll whoop and wave these banners about. True devotion.

[Pawzkat]

Lips curled upwards in a smile, Ches watched the faces painted with royal blue & gold with something akin to fondness. Hard to imagine he had come so far since his powers had first emerged, considered he was so young. For few moments, the brunet contented himself with just watching the masses of devoted fans. Perhaps later tonight he would take some time to slip away, scope out the crowds as a 'normal' person.

[katt]

Someone in the crowd cracks a joke and the majority of people laugh, enjoying the joke as one-
"Ahem" It's a terrified member of the stage crew. "I-I, I've been told to tell you that you're n-need backstage. Please?"

[Pawzkat]

Interrupted (right as it was getting good!), Ches turns towards the member of the stage crew, willing the annoyance to not show. Instead, he forced a smile. "Of course," he replied, already moving back towards the backstage. "Thank you for informing me...?" He paused, waiting for the other to give him his name.

[katt]

"S-sam" The guy nodded, obviously in disbelief that YOU, a Messenger, want to know HIS name! If you cared to look behind him you'd probably be able to see the rest of the crew curiously observing you two. "I'm Samuel"

[Pawzkat]

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sam," Ches says to the man, clapping him briefly on the shoulder before ducking backstage. "Alright, who needs me?" The Messenger asked no one in particular, his olive-green gaze surveying the masses hustling and bustling about behind the scenes.

[katt]

"I do" It's Tanya another one of the Hallowed. Decorated with rich black velet, lots of jewellery and beats headphones made from real gold, she specializes in healings and personal blessings. For a fair penny or two she'll even bless your home and family but it's not cheap and certainly not ethical. "Half an hour until we kick off, team talk and all that. You doing good?"

[Pawzkat]

Ches quirks an eyebrow, before settling down on one of the couches provided in the area. "What makes you ask?" He says casually, leaning into the comfortable lining of his chair.

[katt]

"Well one would hate to think that you'd sneaked out to the mainstage before-" Here she nods her head to a fellow Hallowed member Isaiah "Eyez" who's perfomance is uncanny to someone like Kayne West, surrounded like his prep team. "Eyez gives his big speech, trying to inspire us or whatever. Would cause quite a stir"

[Pawzkat]

"Please, don't act as if I haven't done it before," Ches snickered softly under his breath, before offering the woman a cheshire grin. Or that I don't know Isaiah's speech by heart regardless.

[katt]

Tanya returns a smile that reveals her teeth are inlaid with gold.
"Alright folks" Eyez claps his hands and fondly glares at all the other Messengers. "It's the same old shit, we go out there and put on the best show we can. I want EVERYONE to go all out, build it up gradually, but overall I want to hear the BEST fucking reviews at the end of this week. Remember: This is worth it. Peace."

[Pawzkat]

Yep, same old pep talk. Turning towards Tanya, Ches shrugs as if say, 'I told you so.' before getting up from the couch and approaching Isaiah. "You ever get tired of saying the same old things, man?" The brunet asked with a lighthearted grin. "You should start throwing in some variants, honestly."

[katt]

Isaiah clicks his neck and shrugs in response, letting someone from his team make sure his tattooed head looks perfect from all angles.
"Why mess with a good recipe? Anyway I know everyone here gives a good show, it's just helpful to sometimes reinforce the fact that they NEED to give a good show. Planning anything or are you going to" He pauses and raises an eyebrow " 'wing' it?"

[Pawzkat]

"Aha, you know me so well," Ches admits, before rubbing his neck sheepishly. The crowd enjoyed it - Chess knew - his tendency to be spontaneous and random. Sure made for a good show; no two viewings were alike! "Any outliers that you can pick out among The Messengers tonight?"

[katt]

"Between you and me" Eyez said in a growl that was less threatening and more along the lines of I'm-Slightly-Conerned-But-We're-Playing-It-Cool."Diana fired two of her prep team this afternoon, refused to disclose why when I asked her. Goddamn models, I swear she had that ego before she even started performing miracles." He then continues to use a few choice words to describe how this affects their public image.

[Pawzkat]

The brunet nods in sympathy, relating to Isaiah's griping about the German model. Truth be told, he had little respect for the models within the group. In Ches' eyes, it seemed like all they did was stand around, bark out orders, and look pretty. Not much work in there, unless you included posing for extravagant periods of time. "I heard her manager badgering her earlier today," he says, "Didn't really give it much thought at the time, though. What's the public know about it so far?" Curious to find out more, Ches pressed forward with his questions gently.

[katt]

"She made an instagram post about "for true art one must cut ties" or some bullshit like that, neverless her fans ate it all up so that front's been covered. No clue what the two who've been fired are doing now, I'll get someone to chase up those loose ends soon." He rolls his eyes and gazes around the room before smirking at Ches. "Can you imagine her in court? Total nightmare of course, but it would be amusing"

[Pawzkat]

Ches almost choked on air, he was laughing so hard. "She really.. said that?" He asks, desperately attempting to reclaim his breath. "Kudos to her for being.. creative - if you could even call it that - I guess." When Isaiah projected an image of Diana holding court into his mind, the male continued to chuckle. "Less amusing if we were the ones under her reign, I bet."

[katt]

"I don't want to imagine that" Isaiah snorts, delicately aware that he's the unofficial leader/motivator for the group plus the idea of Dina in his place makes The Messenger rather.... uncomfortable. "Right, fifteen more minutes left bro. LET'S GET THE HALLOWED STARTED!"

It takes a few moments but soon everyone is camera & crowd ready, the last minute outfit adjustments have been made and what remains of Diana's make up team has managed to get at everyone. Slowly you filter off in pairs, out of the VIP room to somewhere backstage where you'll make your dramatic appearance. You're with Tanya who conceals her excitement by fiddling with her golden nails. Five minutes left.

[Pawzkat]

"Don't worry, I'm sure it won't ever come to that," Ches assures the other man with a smile. Reaching out, he pats Isaiah gently on the shoulder, before pulling back when the Messenger makes his announcement to the others. After bidding his friend [of sorts?] goodbye, the brunet flops back down on the comfortable sofa, waving off any make-up assistants who approached him. With a power like his, Ches really had no need for momentary touch-ups or outfit adjustments. Sure made life easier.

He turns towards Tanya, "Sooo," the man drawls, "Any exciting things planned for your show?"

[katt]

"Ah you know, some of the old things" Tanya shrugs and tries to wipe away some of the gold glitter that the make-up artists have sprinkled onto her face. "A few healings for free, maybe I'll start glowing and I'll probably speak in tongues. I'm also thinking of doing spiritual healings but it's odd to get inside someone's head. How about you though? Surely you've got a plan going on?"