C: What about the concert hall? He performed there not too long ago- maybe there’s a spare cape in the dressing room!
Doom and Gloom...or should we say Agent Sunshine rushed out of the house. As much as she'd like to stay around and snoop that wasn't her mission. The weather Phony was quite focused on her mission even if The Boss remained silent this time. At least she hadn't made them mad....yet.
Agent Sunshine thought hard. Where would TACO go? She didn't particularly know the guy but, she did know of him and his billion children. Didn't he also play at the concert hall recently? She vaguely remembered seeing flyers around Cloud Nine. The concert hall seemed like a pretty logical place for his cape to be. Maybe she could even sneak into his dressing room! She decided this was her best bet and headed off in it's direction.
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 11:10 am
Ganymede chooses path C - Concert Hall
Flustered by the reprimand, Ganymede quickly left the poolside. How embarrassing! He thought it was a good choice... but at least he didn't get caught. He needed a new place to search, and quick!
He didn't want to go to the bakery, because it was dark out. It'd be really suspicious if he started loitering around at night. And the nightclub... well, as a babby, he'd stand out and jeopardize himself and the mission! He looked back at the tour bus, but shook his head. Maybe TACO kept an extra at the concert hall where he performed? Ganymede decided to make his way there, and get his mission back on track!
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 11:50 am
C: What about the concert hall? He performed there not too long ago- maybe there’s a spare cape in the dressing room!
Newly named Agent Wow Such Meme was witness to all the phonies leaving the tour bus in such a rush, he figured that the likely result would mean the guard would be returning eventually, however, he chose not to take that chance.
The shibe agent eased his grip on his flashlight as he made his way toward the concert hall. With luck, he'd be able to check it out without making a ton of noise. Some noise might be a given depending on clutter there, but the power of Meme is strong. Much failure, very sad, is not an option!
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 12:46 pm
B: try the tour bus now that it is unguarded.
Agent Jimmies was disappointed that there was no cape in the trailer. But the bubbly pegasus was not to distracted from her search. There had to be somewhere else that she could look. After carefully debating the options, Jimmies decided to go with the closest option. Her legs were too stubbly and wings too tiny to really go that far. It was much easier to roll herself in the shadows to the now unoccupied trailer.... Or at least she hoped it was still unoccupied.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 1:33 pm
Choice B
Roger Roger backed away from the strange diving NPC-Phony all the way up into the tour bus with a soft furry thud. That, he thought wryly, was probably worth the while. He spun round, checked the surroundings, took mental note of the dashing hoofmarks on the ground and started seek a way into the van, grinning at Agent Jimmies distinct roll on his path.
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 1:35 pm
A: His partner owns a bakery, right? What if he keeps a spare there?
Jessica Rabbit was getting increasingly angry. Having been so close yet so far to the conclusion of the ridiculous and unnecessary mission was doing terrible things to his blood pressure. Forget it. He was going off to hunt down some caffeine (and sugar) for a much more productive date with some administrative documents.
...But then...that big-eyed mare the mark was "committed" to did run a bakery...and if he was going to hunt down a doughnut or cupcake - uh, tea or coffee - perhaps he might as well give it a once-over...
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 2:02 pm
D: Where would a guy like TACO hang out? That’s right, a nightclub! And don’t his kids own one? What if there’s one there?
Agent Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy was quite embarrassed sorely disappointed when she realized that she'd accidentally gone into the wrong location. She knew she had difficulties with things like reading maps but damn, she had really messed up. Now, to decide where to go from here...
She's never personally met TACO, or at least was pretty sure she hadn't, but she imagined a rock star like himself must be a fan of the night life. She decided to hit up a local club in search of that cape she oh so desperately wanted to have.
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 2:12 pm
Well, once she had managed to high-tail it out of the wrong home -which...should have been obvious considering the fact that the trailer was outside and should have led on to what the rocker phony's house should have looked like-, Sal would stumble onto her rump and sit on the ground for a moment as she thought. The note pad was pulled out, and she began to carefully write down what she could gather thus far.
And honestly...it wasn't a lot.
She didn't know much of his relations despite how prominent his bloodline was, nor did she understand how successful of a musical star he was. If anything, she could clearly depict a more inflated ego from what the bus gave off...hm. Well, that was one place she could go. But what about his party life? Well, judging by the looks of the van, it wasn't hard to tell he wasn't a real stickler for staying put in one area...did he even know the phonies in that house??? Eh, that was a question for later. What mattered now is tha-- ...OK, angry bouncer was not the sight she expected to see. Er...well then.
Seeing that there was no other real choice for her left, Sal did what she believed was right and began to wander over towards the nightclub. Plus, it was more than likely she'd be able to find leads there if not the cape...and thick crowds in that kind of environment meant that it wasn't unlikely that you'd spot someone looking you over for a quick moment and just see it as something typical.
D. Where would a guy like TACO hang out? That's right, a nightclub! And don't his kids own one? What if there's one there?
C: What about the concert hall? He performed there not too long ago- maybe there’s a spare cape in the dressing room!
Oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear oh dear! CC quickly backed out of the house and out of the yard. Well, that had been just plain stupid in her part. She squinted at the house a little, frowning at the numbers display on the mail box before shaking her head. Better move on somewhere else before someone called the authorities.
Now, where else could the cape be? Well, the tour bus seemed a bit on everyone's radar now, and Draft Punk probably took any left over clothing of his father back to him...or set them on fire. So the concert hall it was! Maybe she'll swing by Larry's house and 'borrow' his keys to it....
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 3:27 pm
B: There’s got to be a way into that tour bus, and now it’s unguarded. Keep searching.
Drat. Lots of cape hangers but no capes! Oh this TACO was more slippery than a fish on a slip-n-slide. Not only that, but it seemed like a lot of agents were out already. Agent Tidal Trouble frowned to herself, hovering back the way she came as quietly as possible out of the trailer.
Wait.
Was that someone chasing someone else away from the tour bus?! Maybe they had already got the cape....or maybe they didn't!
Grinning ear to ear, Tidal hovered over to the gaudy tour bus, pressing her back flat against it as she slunk along the side, glancing this way and that until she was able to slip into the tour bus.
D: Where would a guy like TACO hang out? That’s right, a nightclub! And don’t his kids own one? What if there’s one there?
HMPH! Madam stormed out from the pool area. How dare the "boss" plant someone in the pool like that?! It'd been a perfectly good place to search! TACO was a male and a child, and she'd have experience with both and they tend to throw their clothes and things around randomly when they were done with them or maybe he took it off for..some other...reason.
Madam paused, wings fluffing, a gross image blinking across her brain. God knows what TACO has done in that pool and hottub and she was sure she saw some phony else stick a hoof in. She shuttered, shook her head to rid herself of the idea and decided to relocate.
As her grown son was there so frequently he may as well live there, she decided the club would be the best secondary location to scout out for the cloak. On her way there she shed her black cat costuming and with a few swipes of her brush and some rearrangements of some bobby pins, she fixed her mane up into something a little more appropriate for the next venu.
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 4:05 pm
Choice C: Concert Hall.
Agent Simple Simon had a simple problem of not wanting to leave the goshdang trailer. There were so many cool things in it! Things she could never ever have. Tragic, but the espionage must go on! Like the show! But less noisy. The lack of capes is highly suspicious considering there is everything from copious amounts of makeup to an actual vuvuzela tucked away in a corner. Agent SS takes a moment to reflect fondly on what sort of genius musician TACO must be, and to feel slight stings of envy for his bubbly paramour.
But the trail has gone cold. The ruckus in the tour bus boded of bad news, even though the guard left didn’t mean he wouldn’t come back! Agent S Simon is far too clever of a girl to fall for that sort of slapstick shenanigans.
Where could he be, the non-monogamous life-partner is a baker- his best bro is a butcher, if only there was a candlestick maker! Or maybe that was also too obvious. The concert hall was liable to be used at this time of night, and that meant sneaking backstage would be difficult. A nightclub, however, would be much easier to blend in to, except for the tricky detail where Agent SS wasn't looking for TACO, just his cape! The bakery was liable to be closed up for the night, but what if another roadie was hanging out there, protecting the cupcakes? Protecting cupcakes was of utmost importance. Agent Simple Simon felt quite overwhelmed by her options, none of which seemed to be any good at all.
Perhaps she could disguise herself as staff at the hall- yes, that would be a good choice.
Agent Alchemist found a new lead and slipped into the night club. Between the pounding beat of the music, she headed deeper into the club acting completely normal.
".....where could it be..."
Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 5:58 pm
Choice: B
The Chairman heard the hoofbeats and decided to make her way toward the tour bus. Maybe there was something to find in there? She held her breath as she went up the stairs... partly from suspense and partly because she was pretty sure the tour bus wasn't going to smell very good.
D: Where would a guy like TACO hang out? That’s right, a nightclub! And don’t his kids own one? What if there’s one there?
Agent Sparkles couldn't believe that she had walked into someone else's house! Maybe it wasn't a good idea to just walk into someone's house... Even if it was simply a mistake as to who owned the house. Interesting that they had TACO's tour bus out in the front though. She wondered why that could possibly be if he didn't live there.
"Aww well, time to check someplace else."
And with that, she headed off in the direction of the nightclub his children own. Maybe she could get some information at the least.
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