𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝙳 ( Pawzkat )

[Pawzkat]

"Do I ever?" Ches retorts slyly, before wiggling his eyebrows in a mocking fashion. "I'll figure my performance out when the time comes, I suppose. Play some crowd favourites - throw in some oldie jams.. maybe I'll even call a few people up to be 'personally blessed', or whatever they're calling face-to-fan interaction nowadays."

[katt]

"You might as well start writing personal get well cards to them." She laughs in response to his eyebrow wiggling, bemused by the action. "Glorified autographs for your fans- mine are just kinda obsessed with me glowing right now, I've been going through the social media tags"

[Pawzkat]

"Speaking of which, how many followers have you got now?" The man asks, before leaning closer to Tanya. "Weren't you having some kind of 'follower' war with another Messenger? Or am I confusing faces again."

[katt]

"Oh no, that's Diana and Terrence" She responded, folding her arms. Out of all the Messengers, Terrence was the one who didn't like to connect with his audience on a spiritual or emotional level but a social one. Mostly this was due to the fact he focused on using tongues and his power of Omnilingualism to try to bridge gaps between people although once the show had ended he couldn't care less what said people did with these new connections. "And I think we're coming up to 200K on Twitter.... do you even use Twitter?"

[Pawzkat]

"Right, Diana and Terrence!" He replies, snapping his fingers. When Tanya inquired if he even /used/ twitter, Ches' cheeks coloured, and the man looked away. "Well, I /have/ a twitter," he chuckled. "But it's so much easier to do my hijinks face to face. There's nothing more incredible than a live show - my music simply isn't the same if you watch it on Youtube."

[katt]

"For someone who's so "cool" and "hip" you do remind me of an old man sometimes" Tanya teased, holding back laughter. In the background you can faintly hear Isaiah start his welcoming speech/monologue to the crowd, earning cheers and unending screams of delight. "I bet you tell your fans to only listen to all your track on vinyl"

[Pawzkat]

"Bah humbug!" Ches jokes quietly, "In all seriousness though, I do have a Soundcloud and Youtube. And a twitter, which is updated with announcements from time to time. Like.. showtimes. Someone else runs it though." At the screams emanating from the stage, the Messenger's attention momentarily strays -- he smiles fondly at nothing in particular before his intense olive-green eyes are dragged back to Tanya. "So, what's the line-up for tonight - who else got paired?"

[katt]

"Well Terrence and our local androgynous hippie artist- Nova are paired, Isaiah is with Dina to keep an eye on her after the whole prep team fiasco, Malone who's um prophecy poetry? Singing? I don't even know anymore, she's with Jada AKA Little-Miss-Popstar and that leaves KJ and Blaise who are film/ more visual based with what they do" She reeled off, counting each person down on her fingers. "Oh yes, there's also us, we get to finish off tonight then Jada is hosting a party, /of course/"

[Pawzkat]

"A party," chuckles Ches, "Now that sounds like a plan I can get into. When are we going on?" Silently, the man crossed his fingers and hoped to be the grand finale - there was nothing better than leaving the night with a bang!

[katt]

"I convinced Blaise to let us perform last tonight so we can do the finale, seeing as I know how much you like doing that sort of thing." She shrugged, not adding that that Blaise was always desperate to get onstage as quickly as he could.

[Pawzkat]

"Hah, and I bet that was a real challenge, eh?" Ches adds, knowing of the other Messenger's ways. "Weeeeell, since we're performing together, I guess I should ask; is there anything you /don't/ want me to do?"

[katt]

"Please don't shape shift into me for starters, I don't want to be in the middle of a mass blessing and then out of the corner of my eye I'll spot /myself/ doing something like playing the guitar on one of the speakers or doing a back-flip off the stage" Tanya responds, pointing at him with a manicured nail. "I'll get distracted and probably kill half of the audience or something"

[Pawzkat]

(rip me,i thught you hadn't replyed this whole weekend - was waiting for you.)

I WILL REPLY SOON.

[Pawzkat]

"Gotcha," Ches replies, instantly waving off any and all thoughts that involved shifting into Tanya. "Anything else?"

[katt]

(Don't worry at all! Also I'm gonna start tying everyone's isrps together vvv soon hooray 🎉)

"Nope" Tanya shrugs, happy she's got her say on the matter. "How about you though, is there anything I should avoid doing?"

[Pawzkat]

"Naaaaw, nothing comes to mind," answers Ches. "If something happens during the show, I'll be sure to notify ya. How's that sound?"

[katt]

"That works for me"" She nods then pauses, cocking her head to one side. "That's odd, I can't hear the music playing.... Eyez should be performing by now, I think"

[Pawzkat]

Ches pursed his lips, though he wasn't too concerned. "Maybe something went wrong with the wiring?" He suggested, "I can check using my telempathy, if ya want."

[katt]

( okay so this where the event of Des's character takes a hostage ectra happens)

"Go for it, I'll check with security at the door if it's unclear" She hums in reply, brushing her dark hair out of her face.

[Pawzkat]

Settling back into the couch, Ches' eyes flickered close. Blocking out all attention-seeking stimuli, the male gradually opened up the path to what he liked to refer to his 'third brain', the part of him which allowed for his mental abilities. Though he didn't have much energy to power the ability at this current moment, he could still channel and control this power, and so gradually began to probe the surrounding minds. Reaching the guards at the door easily enough, the phantom brain reached farther, probing the outside. Almost immediately his inputs were almost overwhelmed with panic and confusion, which forced Ches to sort through everything. After a few moments, the male reestablished his connection with the 'real world', and activated his voice. "Some sort of intruder, it seems. Security are next to useless, ugh. Isaiah [it's Eyes, right?? or the other one?] is dealing with it, but he might need help. I might be able to reach the intruder himself, maybe control 'em, if we get closer to the stage and I absorb some of the sound."

[katt]

"You go, I'll inform all the others & get security if you, Eyez and Diana can't handle it" Tanya gravely says, pursing her lips as she briskly strides across to the door. Pausing she turns around to face Ches, pointing an accusing finger at him "I know it's hard for you, being the daredevil rock star that you are but DON'T get yourself killed if you can't help it"
With that she's gone, black dress swishing round the corner as she enters the labyrinth that is backstage.

[Pawzkat]

"Despite appearances, I am, surprisingly enough, fond of my lifestyle!" Ches replied cheekily, before pushing away from the couch. The Messenger darted into the hallways, navigating the various passages with ease until he arrived on the stage. Now that he was closer to the chaos, near all the noise and panic, the brunet had an easier time absorbing in excess energy for himself. All around him, panic reigned, and it was really no trouble at to absorb some of the sound waves flying about to boost his own abilities. Almost immediately, Ches' third brain responded to the influx of new power, and he easily extended his range to probe all the minds within the area for the ruckus-causing intruder. Although there really wasn't much of a need - if the car attempting to escape some distance away was any indication. Ches ran across the stage, before his body rippled and shrunk inwards and the man took to the air as a red-tailed hawk.

Circling above the whole mess with ease, Ches allowed for the wind to carry his feathered form. He didn't dare approach the car -- not yet, at least. /Hey, what's the dealio so far?/ Ches asked, projecting the thought towards Isaiah. /I need details./

[katt]

/Some crackshot with a gun took an audience member hostage/ Lightening crackles in the air, a product of Eyez's powers. From your view you can see scorch marks on the ground and security firing at the "crackshot"'s car as it heads toward the main stage. /Diana tried to stop him by intimidation and he shot her, three times. Terrence managed to get her to safety and we'll get Tanya to heal her but she's lost allot of blood. Whoever this guy is, he's prepared and has some expensive shit which makes me think someone or some government if funding him; all the more reason I'd like him alive. Once we get answers I'm smashing that cocksucker's face into a pulp/ 

[Pawzkat]

/Pfft, no one's prepared for a mind reader,/ Ches shot back, his tone miraculously calm, which was a stark contrast to the anger that was beginning to bubble within as the details as the last minutes flooded his mind. Banking right, the falcon began to circle back around to the front of the stage, when he noticed the 'crackshot' [as Isaiah put it] stop the car momentarily before drawing a gun-like object. If guns were red, that is. A flare? Ches asked himself, watching as the man fired his missile towards the stage. Realizing that here was his moment to help, Ches folded his wings against his back, and rushed towards the crackling bullet. He opened his mouth [well, beak] and began to take in and absorb the energy from the missile as it arched towards the stage. Strands of flickering red, yellow, and orange streamed off of the flare, growing ever-fainter as Ches consumed it's entirety. Belly bloated, full of heat, light, and other fun concoctions the male continued to circle above, standing back to allow Isaiah to take over.

(edited because my dad came to pick me up before i was finished. everything after ' he rushed towards the fiery object ' is new, i think. )

[katt]

With a horrendous boom that shakes the earth and skies, lightening strikes directly in front of the car, sending it tumbling sideways, as well as creating a large crater in the ground, and it finally comes to rest upside down. Fists crackling with lightening, Eyez storms over to the car and rips a door clean off it's hinges, throwing the pathetic excuse for a barrier to the ground. There's a flash of bright light for a few seconds....... Maybe Eyez has just decided to kill the dude here and now. That would be a bummer. Then, just as things do look like he's done the unspeakable & killed that man, the other Messenger pulls the attacker's unconscious body from the car and slings the guy over his shoulder like a rag doll. Glaring at anyone who even dares to look at him Eyez starts to head for backstage, signalling that tonight's performance is over. /Let's get the fuck outta here/