[TEXT] Three (Cheers for Sweet Revenge)

[pummelgranite]

[ By now the videos of Persephone's spontaneous debut and the party it incited have been making the rounds on social media to deeply polarized reviews, from "listening to her song cleared my sinuses, watered my crops, and touched up my roots, made me a lesbian. life changing 12/10 would lose my shit again." to "Literally a hoax. I went and she wasn't even singing. BULLSHIT IMPORT BRAINWASHING" to rumors that it was all a distraction to cover up a robbery, or start a cult, or ruin the ethics of music journalism.

But it's hard not to be at least a little charmed by a confused crowd losing their minds with delight at a row of dancing skeleton backup dancers. What's more it's hard not to deny that it's a catchy fucking song, fo all that the lyrics are gibberish. The fandom call for more was loud. ]



So, someone gonna book me for a real gig and get a cut, or will I just be charging the adoring public to come get shitfaced in a hole in the woods with me? Either way works for me.

Comments

[Action!]

[dirtyredneck]

Smokes.

[He held out his hand and his fingers twitched in a 'give'em here' manner.]

Re: [Action!]

[pummelgranite]

Sure, mate.


[ Smoke pass! Almost full pack oh boy. ]

[Action!]

[dirtyredneck]

[He pulled one out right away, tucked the rest of the pack into his back pocket, then lit the damn thing and took a long drag.]

Your brand sucks.

[All the brands pretty much sucked. He liked Morleys and no one in this world sold them.

He still smoked, though.]

Next time it's two packs. Unopened.

Re: [Action!]

[pummelgranite]

Uh huh.


[ She's already magicking up her vines and leather cord to bind some of the smaller long bones into her outfit. abs like these truly can not have enough rabbit-bone mesh, am I right. ]


Pleasure doing business with you.

[Action!]

[dirtyredneck]

[His gaze is drawn by the movement but darts away from her as soon as he realizes where the bones are getting taken. Daryl's head didn't lift, but he suddenly had better places to look than anywhere near Persephone. Like the ground over there, where the bushes and everything else was damn near choked out by the vines.

He snorted in some air as he pulled the cigarette from his mouth and nodded. Then went and put it out on the back of his hand. Only half-way gone. He'd save the rest of it for later]

Sure. See ya around.