Label: VIRGO ENTERTAINMENT
Band: FLOWERS OVER BONES
Instrument: CO-LEAD VOCALIST/CELLO
Fame Lvl: 6 (Power Lvl 5 + Fortune Lvl 1)
Current MP:Short Description:► Gifted with genius level IQ, "Doctor" has been playing and composing music since childhood. After focusing on the classics in his youth, he branched out to pop, rock, and experimental genres. Today he is a lead vocalist and lead cello player in the band Flowers Over Bones.
When he's not writing and experimenting with new song ideas Doctor enjoys the city life and is known for making surprise appearances at local celebrations and events. Doctor is admired by fans for taking his role as an artist and entertainer very seriously and he is a public voice against drug abuse.
Regains So Far:► Basic telepathic communication abilities and a strengthened mind against attacks.► A girl named Susan and the Mysterious Police Box.
► A flirty blonde, an angry queen, a smiling girl, and other images that stir the heart.
► Robot dog.
► Carved apples and food cravings.
► A baby basket with a mobile of stars.
► Visions of outer space and unknown planets.
► Fishcustard.
► Hats are cool!
► A middle aged strong willed woman with red hair.
► He has seen many deaths. Is this what it's like to be a soldier perhaps?
► "It's bigger on the inside."
► Running from laser-shooting aliens.
► It's called the TARDIS.
► More than one face.
► Daleks are evil and you have fought them.
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It's distracting, and on top of that Doctor's question is no small note. He takes a breath through his nose, the attempt at a pleasant attitude falling to the wayside. There's no way to smile while going over that subject. ]
Plenty. We're not who we thought we were. They did something to us that made us forget.
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[ He hadn't gotten exactly what it was they'd freed down there, but it adds up. ]
Do you remember who you are, yet? Like... all the way? [ He's not sure how much of a bomb he's about to drop. ]
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[ How much doe he remember? Well that's where things get even weirder. Doctor pauses, licks his lips as he thinks of a gentle way to put it. ]
Yes. I'm not entirely confident in my theory- I'm far from completely recovered but I have a sense of who I am.
But speaking about we musicians as a group... It might be a bit shocking to even consider this but... I don't believe we're from Terra. I think we were abducted from entirely different worlds.
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It's not just our heads they messed with, I don't think. [ He swallows, unsure how to say it any more smoothly. ] Some of us here aren't even human.
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I was thinking the same thing. Who knows how many different planets and dimensions Blance and Santiago have used their powers to cross over and abduct people from. They'd be bound to pick up a non-human or two or twenty soon enough. The ghosts themselves didn't appear human. Ivan told me they had bright blue skin.
[ Now on that note... Is Greg ready for the next revelation? ]
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[ That depends. Is Doctor? ]
So uh. Hah. Uh. I um. It's funny you should say that, since I... sort of... got to look at... your file? Kind of?
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Ah. What did it say? ...It's alright.
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[ Knowing several of his friends aren't human doesn't bother Greg as much as the unending depths of how little it is they all know about themselves. ]
And... they're keeping an eye on you for learning magic.
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[ It would have been nice to put a name to it but then he might remember it any moment now any way. He offers Greg a smile, wondering just how surreal the truth is to him. ]
Maybe that will be to my advantage- means they don't know everything someone like me could be capable of. Explains the telepathy. I think I usually look like a human so they didn't have to change my outsides very much to make me blend in. Though I'm not entirely sure what my face is supposed to be like- I've seen more than one, often a lot older looking, in my memories. But don't you mind that Greg- I'll figure it out. [ Right now. He can have that conversation with himself. ]
Does it make you uncomfortable? I hope I don't make you uncomfortable.
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He gives the question a moment's thought. ]
No... not really. I was surprised, but... it's not like it changes the stuff I do know you for, right?
[ Greg chews on his cheek. ]
I'm more worried that they're looking for magic in you. The... the sort of stuff I've got.
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[ He jokes but he's wondering in the back of his mind what the best way will be to tell his band later. ]
Right. Magic potential. What have you learned about your powers and the label's concern with them? -Aside from the obvious potential for cool performances.
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[ He gives another tiny laugh. Doctor's not the absolute oddest, but he's well up there. ]
It's... something they want to cultivate. They use it for power, to do... pretty much anything they want. Our performances are kind of like charging the boss' batteries for their wild magic stuff, and more of us learning that magic helps them get even stronger.
...I can sense it in you, Doc. You've got a lot of power. They're gonna start bothering you to help them out, soon.
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Has he forced you to do anything? What do you mean by being bothered to help them?
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He hasn't really made me do anything yet, no. But... he will. I'm sure of it. Our friends... a lot of them are still in danger after that ghost thing. If we help him out, he might go easy on them.
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Has he hinted at all at what sort of favors he would ask of you? Or why this entire music magic fiasco even exists?
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Nothing beyond the usual creepy vague stuff. But he mentioned that usually this sort of thing doesn't happen so fast. It took Naomi and Anansi years to build up this sort of magic. We're... special, for whatever reason. I don't know if even he knows why.
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[ Sigh. He might has well as Blanche about his desires when he gets pulled aside at last. ]
Did you learn anything else? About the magic or from the file you mentioned seeing?
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Nothing that made a huge amount of sense. It looks like they've put us all in categories, based on... our personalities, or something to do with our souls. I think they need someone from each group to power... something, and that's... that's what they use the people who get fired for.
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[ It sounds like the fired musicians are still alive if they're needed but that's questionable. Blanche did have a ghost prison in the basement recently. ]
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What about the music magic? Anything new since we last held bagel practice? Something I can do perhaps to see if I really do have the power?
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Umm. [ He screws up his face, wondering how best to describe it. ] Have you tried making anything happen while you play? It got a lot easier to do stuff if I thought of it as a big music video.
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[ He crosses the room to grab his cello from its case. ]
The best way to confirm this is to do it.
[ He returns and starts pulling at the stand at the base of the instrument to make it just the right height for one of the stools at the counter. He readies his bow, draws a few notes out then stops short. ]
Hm. Can you show me an example one more time?
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[ He brought his guitar along for their "practice," he may as well use it. Greg thumbs the strings a couple times, feeling out a rhythm. He doesn't want to use the juice on something too big; Doctor just needs a little demonstration.
The melody that comes out is sweet and energetic: an old familiar tune he can't place, but has played through in his head a few times in the past. Motes of pinkish light well around Greg as he plays, pulsing gently to the beat and casting the room in pastel shades of color. The penthouse floor glitters, as though they're seated atop calm waters. ]
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