Shadowchasers: Rock Star Edition

((Sorrow asked me to let him post before I give out the data, but he apparently passed out last night. He's been working swingshifts and double shifts this week. I'll remind him when he gets home today and we'll go from there.))
 

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On his way up to the floor they had been given, Billy encounters that hotel service man with the tray of tea. "Now the only person drinkin' tea at this time o' night would be my good buddy Mitch. You just ahdn that over I'll get it to 'em. We got a few things to go over as it is." Knocking on Mitch's room door he calls in a terrible falsetto and British accent, "Room service!"

The second thing he'll do, after pouring a cup of tea for himself and Mitch will be relate his experiance and see if it matches anything the "Brains" of the operation has heard of/can find.
 

After standing in the foyer for an hour or so waiting for someone who looks familiar to wander by Slaye thinks he spies Billy across the crowded foyer "Hey Billy" the glam rocker cries out but it's too late, the man has slipped into an elevator. Watching the floors light up on the outside panel as the lift rises Slaye calls his own ride as soon as he identifies where he thinks Billy has gone. He jumps in and hits the button for the appropriate floor.

As the lift comes to a stop and the doors slide silently open Billy leaps into the corridor just in time to see a door close down the hallway. Taking a punt Slaye races up to the door and knocks upon it three times.
 

“Forgive me, old son, but you’re not quite the cute bird that brought my last pot of tea,” Mitch says with a smile, making way for Billy.

Mitch pours a splash of milk into the cup then adds the tea. “I’ve been spending a bit of time mucking about the Internet, seeing what I could scare up on the bustling metropolis of - ” he glances at the laptop screen “ – Des Moines, Iowa.” He pronounces “Des Moines” as “Day Mwan,” emphasizing the nasally French “n.” Before he can continue, three raps sound at the door.
 

Research:

--What can be found about Dr. Damon vincent isn't a great deal. His medical degree was from a no-name Argentinian medical school with ties to a lot of retired "gentlemen" from Germany. Shortly after the fertility trials, his rented huse burned down. Although no remains were discovered, he is presumed dead.

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Dr. Damon Vincent​

--However, an image search reveals he looks kind of familliar. Toggling "find similar" brings up two other individuals whom he strongly resembles.

--This guy could be a dead ringer.

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Albrecht Damon​

--And finally, even more familliar.. He looks just like your colleague, the reclusive Alice Crowley (Birthname: Albert Vincent) who once ruled 70s teen angst rock. Who, it turns out, is also apparently from Des Moines.

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Alice Crowley​
 

Slaye waits patiently in the hallway until the door is answered. When it finally is he walks nonchalantly into the room "Should have realised you two would be working together on this - howdy" he says with a nod at the two men.

Upon hearing the report Slaye asks his friends "So, have either of you seen Alice recently?"
 

Billy sits back thoughtfuly. "Well, I never really did meet him. I wasn't much for them after parties back in the day. We shared venues a couple times. I remember the band 'n me played a superbowl across a stage form him. I tell ya, he gave me the creeps back then."
Billy almost shivers, as if someone dropped the thermostat.
 

"Well what do you think about trying to track down the 'creep'?" Slaye asks "He does live in town and might be able to provide us with some answers"
 

((I want to give Sorrow a chance to reply, and DralonXitz to revise into this meeting. Sorrow's working til close tonight, so I'll likely post tomorrow evening.))
 

Billy frowns. "Well, I dunno. Might be un-neighbourly to drop by at," he looks down at his watch and opens his eyes in suprise, "this hour. But if'n y'all'r goin', I can't really stay behind. I'll leave it up to you two."
 

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