Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 6, 2020 23:53:23 GMT
Haha, skipping class was such an entertainment! Who knew watching those Master's faces was just be exciting.. He gave a snicker from behind the bush, before leaning forward in thought. Where should he go next? After that little interrogation a couple of week's ago, he didn't quite feel like returning to that One specific kingdom covered in black crystal... Then there was 7 others right? How about that one.. By the Ocean, a Merchant port was bound to have lots of rich folk! As well fools who'd buy his wares.
With a slight snicker, he picked himself up, twisted the rubik's cube gadget, step right into a portal. What first got his attention was the forest. It wasn't exact point, but it was a definite starting point. Placing a cheerful smirk, throwing a small little whistling tune he set foot to his destination. Arendelle. The afternoon felt pretty comfortable like a slight cool breeze off the near by ocean, met with the nice scent of Spring. The people could be heard walking down the main roads with their horses traveling place-to-place. Most had left him alone, though a couple did eye him with curiosity due to his more.. Modern looking choice of clothing, he didn't quite feel like blending in.
Following the cobblestones, he'd felt something off. Found himself looking through the corner of his eyes, whistling growing obnoxious. Was somebody watching from afar? Probably just paranoia, they say the Mind goes crazy places. The travelers around soon cleared leaving him all alone walking the cobblestone road to the town. He was however reaching closer to the town's sqaure, perhaps an encounter there? Rather than out here?
Diana has known about the new kingdom for only a few weeks now, and grew to love the old style of one of the larger town, she though to create an event, and what better even was then then a beer and festival with some music. So, now, after a few weeks of planning and organizing, Bambulina organised her first festival in the larger. In the larger square of the larger town. It was just a 3 day event with the day being the second day and the place was pretty crowded. Bambulina has somewhat recently finished her first solo tour, with dates in both the US and around Europe, but she has never even dreamed of performing in an actual fantasy syled kingdom like Europa.
She was dressed in a nice yellow colored pants and long sleeved shirt that was dark blue, and her show in the town was on a fairly small stage, but still has enught room for the members and the gear and equipment, but nothing like on the huge stages that she has performed on both as an opening act and during her own tour. Bambulina was now, just finishing her show, being in the encore part of her show, just about to return to the stage after a minit or so after leaving the stage. The stage are was actually modern, with a portable power generator actually supplying electricity for the sound and lighting.
" Thank you all for being here, hoped you enjoyed it as much as we did. " Bambulina said and waited untill the other members where back and ready. After that, the 2 last songs where played and the members lines up to bow and leave the stage, grinning and waving as they left the stage. Babulina walked into the small backstage area and after only a minit of being there, she came outof the backstage area and went over to the less crowded area, that was near the stage, with people grinning and smiling. She was very down to earth, and was pretty open to meeting just about anybody. Bambulina ordered a liter sized beer from one of the waitresses, and smirked widely. One of her own breweries was the main beer supplier for this festival, but there where other non alcoholic drinks as well, like pumpkin milk, witch she was sure to try before the festival would end.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 8, 2020 1:42:10 GMT
Loud music echoed along the hillside, bouncing off the windows of the nearby cottages. It was nice, almost.. A little too nice Loud as if they were using some sort speaker.. It most definitly piqued his interest, and his piqued interest had him follow the noises reaching what looked to be a band of some sort using what.. Was that? His eyes followed the chord, slipping around everyone to see.. A Power generator? How.. Intriguing? Who was this person?
The choppy blonde hair slipped back into the crowd, deciding to wait till the show had ended. He enjoyed watching the main star shine, and when all had their little gifts of oh so magicaaal' She'd done slipped out and disappeared. Huh? How? He his eyes flickered around trying to figure just where she was. Then.. The girl with Pale Skin, Black Raven hair, and a modernized outfit. Held what looked to be a Large glass of Beer. Huh?
He walked up with a smirk, slipping his hands into his pocket tilting his head slightly to the spot close to her. "Mind if I join you?" The voice coming out smooth and relaxed as if he planned to stay even if she'd say no.
Bambulina was just getting her large beer, ans since the table was in the small WIP area, there was small bowls of assorted nuts that she got with the beer. Before she had any time to drink or start munching on the nuts... a young person came over to her, asking if he could sit. " She looked up at him, and after finding him decent looking, she nodded and motioned. " Yes... go ahead. " The zombie said, and as she had to sort of wind down her voice, she softly started humming for a few seconds, before finally pulling over the small bowl of nuts and munched down 2-3 bites before she raised her glass mug and took a few large sips of it. " Are you here for the festival? " She asked him, not casing too much... it was a free festival after all.
She was appoached by 3 other people... the other core members of the band. By this time, she has actually become the official leader of the band, as she was probably the most professional out of the band when it came to music. Heck... already after a few of her very first shows, back in September 2016, she was already respected enught to have her say in most music related things, count... after a few other shows, Bambulina was actually treated as equal to the already locally established band members. Thes sat next to other friends or family members. She saw not at all sad about this, her own parents, where not in this dimension.
Another few shows, and she would actually become the official leader of the band and while she was not a pretty popular singer, and did not have the vesy best of voices, she did had a good, and strong voice. She took another sip of the beer, before putting the mug down and took another few nuts out of the bowl and munched them down. Despite not training at all, since her Marathon was ruined, she kept the healthy and fairly strict diet of her sporting life... Bambulina has gotten so used to it, that she did not really care to eat in an irregular way. Her diet was still only made of up breads, grains, eggs, vegetables, fruits, nuts, meats, salads, fish, pizza, pasta with different toppings, and cheese, with beer, fruit juices, water, iso drink and milk as her drinks.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 9, 2020 2:14:41 GMT
The woman had taken a seat at a decent looking table, decorated what looked to be various bowls of nuts. He studied her, as she studied him before she finally gave him permission. The already cocky smirk, only grew in levels as he slipped up beside her. She began to break into a small calming hum, one he felt an odd urge to join in though with a slightly broken melody. Lucky for him, this slight pull was distracted as she asked about the festival. He gave a slight chuckle before answering excitedly, "Why! I wish! Such a nice Festival it is! But Nope, I'm here to sell Wares just like this..." He flicked a wrist and a coin hidden away in a small sleeve compartment revealed itself in between his fingers, the coin itself looked rather boring and pale. Though close inspection it looked like something you'd find in a Mythology book for Greek or Roman studies. The coin as quickly as it came, disappeared back into the small sleeve pocket connected to the wrist, Moment he sensed 3 other people walking up.
His attention turned from her to them, studying them, slightly upset at their intrusion but slightly curious as to her position amongst them. "Hello there!" He greeted the three carefully, before eyes slipping away from them to her alcohol. "Say.. How much do one of those costs? Is it the Good stuff?" A simple ploy to change the subject from the new group, to well him. He liked himself as the focus. Was there a way to sneak her away from all these people talk one on one? Perhaps a business deal, he wouldn't mind learning a little about her. Why... She was more different than the rest of this world's ruffians, just like that One other guy from earlier.. Man how those two questionings gave him such a headache, why couldn't he pull all the information he desired to do so? Was there a block of sorts? Was it his creation?
Bambulina studied the ancient looking coin for a few moments, finding it really intriguing as she could not really place the date and location of the coin... it did not seem ancient Greek or Roman, and she was unsure as to how coins looked in the middle ages. She was also pretty facinated as to hi he managed to whip it out of thin air, but she guessed that it was magic.
When a stranger greeted then, the other members kindly greeted the person back, knowing that everybody who was in the VIP area was a friend or family member of the band members.
After she watched the other members sit down at a nearby table, Bambulina had her attention directed back to the new person. "What kind of coin was that?... something used in the middle ages? " She asked and as the person asked about the beer, she smiled widely. " This is outstanding quality beer... from the brewery called Brewmaster... this is Brews Banner... it is not so expensive... 3 silvers and 50 bronze. " Bambulina said and nearly burst out laghing from the extreme irony of silvers and bronzes, do to picturing herself with 50 bronze medals. She then watched at the stage was being clearned of there gears and soon to be prepped for the arrival of the next performance. As she was gently swaying her tail while she was sitting, and with people walking up and down, her tail was sort of in the way. A few seconds later, somebody accidentally stepped on her tail, making Bambulina yell out in pain and tried moving away, but was momentarilly being pinned down by her own tail. A moment later she got up angrily with tears in her eyes from the pain. "Hey!... come on dude... watch where you are going! " Bambulina spoke, trying to not to be too rude to the person. She set her beer down and moved her tail towards one of her hands, and gently rubbing it, to ease the pain. She sat back down, and was that a few others where looking to see if she was okay. " I hate when what happens. " She muttered softly. She person who stepped on it, merely glaned at Bambulina and then at her tail, before shrugging and walking on.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 11, 2020 1:18:38 GMT
Her eyes trailed his fingers, he felt his heart swell twice the size knowing he'd caught her attention and most important held it. When the coin was back to its little hiding department, quick came the questions, he gave a gentle chuckle. "Why its the coin taken directly from a God's Pantheon, out from here in another place." He glanced away from her, before leaning forward eyes flickering to her glass, "they say... if you were to toss one of these... Into water, you can talk to the gods.. Fascinating.. Isn't it?" He leaned back giving a slight laugh, "That is if you believe in such nonsense!" His attention flicked back to the beer giving a slight hum, "Outstanding Quality? Brewmaster, why that must be a Fine Brewer to get such an entitlement! I'd have to try me one of those, who knows.. I may come back and ask to learn a trick or two from the fella'."
He slipped out of his seat, purposefully letting the odd coin fall from his little hidden trick-sleeve onto the table with a slight minuscule noise, acting as if he didn't notice the coin or the woman's reaction. Choosing instead to make his way to the brew-master's hub. The coin looking close felt as if it thrummed with magic, and was very gold to the touch. Looking closely one could see what looked to be a Cloud and a lightning bolt etched into the coin. It was what, the size of a quarter? Maybe bigger, the thickness of at least 2 American quarters.
He went to the man's stand, the guy gave him a look of distrust eyeing him up and down, all while he waved and grinned like a naughty little child. "I would like one please, sir." He spoke in a childlike manner as if really trying hard to get under the man's skin. The guy giving an eyebrow raise, before placing his hand out for the money. Blonde just purposefully taking his time before depositing the accurate articulate amount into the palm. The guy gave another hard look at the man, then at the coins, before giving an eye-roll and giving the Blond his order.
Bill soon walked up holding the beverage sucking it joyfully, "This stuff Is gud!" licking off liquor that ended up trapped in his peach fuzzed lips. Amber eyes quickly scanning up Bambulina.
The person who sat down, sent away for a beer, and in the meantime, was when a random person stepped on her tail. By the time coin person rerurned, Bambulina was still rubbing her tail.
She sat back down after a few seconds and wiped her tears away. She then took the large glass mug and took a few large sips of it. She then put the beer down, with the last feeling of pain still in her tail. Bambulina then spoke to the new person. " Where where here just a few minits before you got here? The gig that just ended... that was us... i am Bambulina... Bambulina Tozzi-Grant. " She smiled with a small wave and glanced back at the stage for a moment. There crew have just finished clearing the stage. Her attention went back to the new person. "Are you from this world of, another world? " She asked him.
Bambulina then smirked, and broke into a wide smile. "Of course it it very good... i own the company that brews it. " She grinned, pointing to a larger poster of the brewery and then pointed to the color printed logo on the large mug in his hand. " i organized this whole little festival... took me weeks to set everything up, and also needed some external help but i pulled it off... this is the first very large event that i organize... but it is not easy... heck... running a marathon is easier. " She laughed slightly, shaking her head.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 12, 2020 0:55:11 GMT
He came up holding the glass, noticing she was rubbing her tail, did something happened? Or... Maybe she was just scratching a spot, he decided not to press it, instead sitting back down taking a couple of drinks. Breaking into a small little hum, while she started the conversation about how she just got here, the gig had ended, and that was them. Oh yes, he did know that he saw the whole thing... Then she didn't know that, he could most definitely use that for his advantage. "Is that so? The song echoed pretty far, whoever was the lead singer was really great as singing. The Timing and tune were great too, well... sometimes Ahh well.. Can't ever be perfect every time ." He gave a slight dramatic sigh and eye-roll, looking her up and down, why did he want to call her. Tailgate? Why did he want to nickname everyone he met? He shook off the thought, taking a swallow of the drink once more. Debating on if he should tell her his name, she didn't ask... He didn't feel quite comfortable sharing it either, almost felt like something he owned and was forced to share person to person.
She luckily changed the subject asking if he was from another world, "Yes, That I am. You stand-out here as well, are you? You seem so.. Advanced. And. weird." He tilted his head giving a slight thoughtful hum as she went on about events, and how hard it was. Then she spoke of setting the event, versus running a marathon.. His eyes flickered slightly intrigued at this, "Is that so? I didn't know they had them here, how entertaining. Tell me, How Did you earn the Money you used for this event?" Perhaps she knew a trick or two about getting funds around here? Perhaps.. A business partner, he could get a hold of things. illegally from other worlds and.. well. create things these people never even heard of.. Like Fireworks from that one Asian Warrior place..
When the person began teasing her that her singing was good, but not so super good... Bambulina broke into a while smile and shook her head gently. "Well i am not very skilled in singing or touring... i was much more into sports, but i love singing as well. " She smiled and raised her beer, taking a few sips of it before adding. " Heck... i only did one longer headlining tour, so i am far from being super experienced. " Bambulina said with a slight shrug and then tilted her head gently.
" I am not from around here either... as you can tell. " She smirked and then got a bit serious. " Weird? i am not wierd... i am different... unless it is a good kind of weird... then yes, i guess i am a bit weird. " She motioned with her head in general and then listened to him. "I do not actually think they have marathon events here... i was talking about running a Marathon in places like Paris, London, Rome, New York and other places. " She explained, leaving out the fact that she also ran marathon events at summer Olympic Games.
She listened to him, while she sipped a bit of beer again before answering. " I am a business owner in the fields of hospitality, real estate, gaming and alcohol... hotels, casinos, breweries... nothing too fancy really. ... but i plan to use this stage for other events... small enught to handle larger bands but also large enught to be considered a pretty serious stage. " She said not really considering her otherwise outstanding assets to be too outstanding. She was just so used to having the assets that her mantality towards such assets changed somewhat, compares to other people.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 18, 2020 18:04:55 GMT
Into Sports? Was that so... He pictured her playing some crazy singing killing sport, the thought was highly entertaining. He quickly pictured himself selling Tomatoes, guns, and microphones. The profit! All the Profit! "Well, you ever go on tour again. I'd be Happy to help sell Merch! And Other Necessities to keep your Tour fully funded!"
He gave a slight thoughtful nod, yes that did make sense. As a traveler, she must have been in many places. He was curious about her athletic top ability, would it useful to his protection? "You have traveled Lots, ever noticed the Heartless about? " He took a swallow of the beer, a small little grin holding on his face. Enjoying that nice cool liquor against the gum.
She was an owner? Of lots of places? "Oh. Is that so? You must be quite the talented individual. Do you hire managers to help keep an eye on your business? Reporting back to you if things switch or drop? Impressive truly. Keeping Such a large of individuals under control."
Bambulina took a few more sips of her beer and then reached out to take a few more nuts from the small bowl. She then popped them in her mouth as she listened to him. As he said that he would help sell merch and do other things as needed. He had a pretty good idea... her band did not have a full time person who handles merch, and Bambulina actually liked the idea of having a full time person on that.
" Yes... that is a pretty good idea... we do need a full time merch person... and while i sort of recently finished my first headliner tour, we weil have another tour starting in a few weeks... The first leg will be in Europe, and the second leg will be in Australia and Japan. " She said, and grew happy that her band is finally getting known... she however also considered it an incredible opportunity on being an opening act for a some of the biggest names there is. the ultra pale zombie smiled and nodded as he asked if she traveled a lot. "Well, yes, i am been around. " She smiled and took a few more nuts from the bowl and popped them in her mouth. After a few seconds of chewing, she paused and was confused. "The Heartless? What is that? An up and coming rock or pop band? " She asked, as she guessed that, that was the name of some band.
When he commented on that she was a very talented person, Bambulina half smiled. " I am only very talented in sports, but not so very talented in business or music compared to somebody who has been on stage for over 50 years. " Bambulina smiled at him. This guy was a fun person, it seemed. " Managers run my hotels, breweries and brewpubs, venues and casinos... who in turn report to the general manager of the different assets... and the general managers report to me if there is anything that they can not really solve of if there is a serious problem of any sort. So while i am not the best at business... my team makes it up. " Bambulina smirked happily but then grew serious and a bit less happy. " But not everybody likes or accepts a cat-like girl like me... even if i would be the most known person in the world... some people would still hate me for my cat being. " She smirked in a dissapointed manner.
Post by Bill "Mason" Cipher on Mar 30, 2020 3:54:54 GMT
Heh, a potential candidate sucker to make more money off of, his interest was already highly peek, mind calculating methods to play traveling with her... Without ever actually traveling with them, maybe he could just say the merch had its own truck? He'd have to do a couple of trades to make it look like he had a truck for traveling though. "If I may, just say the word I'll come help with the merch selling." He easily pulled a card out from deeper within his coat jacket, unsure how many he kept in that small tiny pocket, but it was still fascinating how much worked he put into it. He slid the card to her, the ticket only showed Phone number and his name, it wasn't all that impressive.. Well it did have an illuminati symbol on the back, maybe a little figure drawn?
He gave a slight disappointed sigh as she didn't know what he was talking about, "Yep, busy band, it surprises me you haven't heard of them. They're a bit of troublemakers going place-to-place breaking things laughing at those getting hurt. If you ever see one of their fans or them, just let me know... I have a small habit of being an information broker when need be. You'll recognize them by their Gothic Upside down hearts, avoid them they can get you a very bad rep."
He took a couple more swallows from his drink as she continued about her business.. Finishing up to why people may not like her, he almost snorted up the liquid in laughter.. Before swallowing it up and did officially bawl in laughter, "Oh Really? you Cat-like? Unpopular? Really?" He turned to her looking seriously shocked, or was that a facade? "I'd never.. You'd.. Why... I must really need to see this side play out, be one for the books! Perhaps even on the emrch shirts, 'kitty meow meow band' Oh.. A Cafe themed after you, bet that'll gain your popularity. "
