Rafael Giovanni (
romanticidal) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-06-05 06:45 am
Entry tags:
- !main plot,
- buffy summers,
- burt becksworth,
- dawn summers,
- desmond d. descant,
- elena gilbert,
- eterna jade,
- finnick odair,
- fredrick jr.,
- isabella alessandro,
- jeanne gar,
- kat samcelot,
- lila zacharov-gray,
- marcus andres,
- myrilandel odair,
- rafael giovanni,
- spike,
- sterling archer,
- violet reedhym,
- wade wilson
CHAPTER FINALE ♔ darling can't you see it's now or never

♬ Astronaut (A Short History of Nearly Nothing) - Amanda Palmer ft. Zoe Keating
WHO || Rafael Giovanni, Eterna Jade, Burt Becksworth, Isabella Alessandro, Finnick Odair, Myrilandel de Tanos, Buffy Summers, Spike, Elena Gilbert, Dawn Summers, Desmond Descant, Jeanne Gar, Kat Samcelot, Mark Sandazhard, Violet Fiore, Sterling Archer
WHAT || CHAPTER ONE FINALE: Rafael Giovanni & Finnick's televised international concert debut
WHERE || A music hall in Chicago, IL
WHEN || July 3rd, 2013 [ forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam
The hour is finally upon our heroes, to learn whether their crazy plan to invest in making Finnick and Rafael international superstars under Burt Becksworth's management will pay off, and keep control of NOVA Records out of the hands of Chad Becksworth and his sinister compatriots. Now, as the Knights finish taking their seats in the balconies directly overlooking the stage, the concert goes live, broadcasting around the world, to where even other members of the Knighthood in London can gather to watch.
The camera pans across the endless sea of gathered, curious fans, who shake their arms wildly for their two seconds of fame, and then zooms in on a blonde figure on one corner of the stage, where she stands ready with a microphone: Buffy Summers.
[ the action of this post will be continually propelled by the interspersed musical numbers performed by finnick and rafael. each musical number will be up for a short amount of ooc time, in which players are free to create mini-thread responses directly to that song comment. these can be for internal reflection, to make commentary to the neighbors seated in their rows, for backstage convos for those involved in the program, or for 'host' commentary between some songs by archer and kat. threads that result from these responses should be kept short and sweet, as each song is only 3 to 5 minutes long, which doesn't leave a lot of time for in depth conversations. ideally, by the time the next 'number' is posted (as a direct response to the last musical number comment), your response threads from the previous number should be considered over and done with, and you can continue anything going on in them as a new mini-thread under the most recently posted song. in order to keep track of when things are rolling on to the next song, I highly encourage everyone to please track this entire post. ]

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but buffy doesn't get a chance to answer. because chris knows my life, and it's at that moment that the police burst in on every side, guns drawn and pointed at everyone as they move into position,
the scene shot in dramatic slow motion."Everyone, weapons on the ground, hands in the air! Nobody move!"
across the stage floor, paramedics rush in, wheeling in a stretcher and moving double time to the stage. gar, kat, and mark, comply instantly, weapons dropped, hands up, and orlando bloom looks towards the oncoming medical help, breaking buffy's gaze and giving her relief from the emotional flood, although the feeling of having a lot of her darker emotions burned out lingers a bit. when buffy and spike follow his gaze and then look back at him... he's gone. as if he was never there.
the police move immediately to pull out handcuffs, approaching archer, des, and rafael in particular to cuff. rafael offers no resistance whatsoever, his eyes skidding back to jade, as the paramedics reach vi and myri and jade, and move to take over transferring her to the stretcher, the police holding off any resistance the girls put up.
as rafael is pulled away from the scene, isabella shouts his name in protest across the stage, but he merely shakes his head and says, very quietly as he's led away: ]
It doesn't matter.
Nothing matters anymore.