Shout At The Devil! [Halloween Party] Band members and friends invited

[bangingthe_hellouttayou]

Zack had decided that he wanted to do something for Halloween now that he'd gotten his new costume and being a Spider-Man fan he'd gone for a Spider-Punk costume straight from his comics. He'd gotten it at a local comic store down on the Strip and couldn't wait to show Damien because he knew the Dog didn't have comics or anything fun back in Hunger City. Zack now pleased that he'd arranged a Halloween Party for the band members, their friends and family to attend inside the communal area of the apartments. It was the biggest space and there was a bar all stocked up with spooky drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.

It would be a blast!

There were even spooky snacks with crisps and chips shaped like bats, ghosts and pumpkins. There were even actual pumpkins on a table for those who wished to carve a pumpkin alone or with friends. Zack had tried to make it accessible for all, those who wished to party and get drunk and those who wanted to do non-boozy activities too.

As for costumes---they were optional but preferred.

"Ok, I think that's it. Everyone should be arriving soon."

Zack looking around the room and hoping everyone would like what he had set-up with help from some of the others of course.

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[itmeanstruth]

“I don’t think he could be born like you.” Minoru scratched his head. “Have any Anthean traits, I mean. They don’t work on him, not sure how they’d work IN him.”

If the Ministry experimented with Anthean genetics, did they also experiment with the opposite? Maybe, maybe not.

[hungercity_hellhound]

"I meant born into the Ministry or close to thier holds." Damien knew that anyone might get sucked into their propaganda and it was hard to break free. It took torture for Damien's programming to break.

[itmeanstruth]

“Oh…” he nodded. “you think their tactics would work on him? Even though Anthean empathy doesn’t?”

[hungercity_hellhound]

"They worked on me." Damien pointed out. "The brainwashing they do first works on stroking people's egos and praise."

Damien sighed. "I know how it works because I used to choose who went to what kind of evaluation and reprogramming, before i was the target."

[itmeanstruth]

“Well, if that’s how it works, he’d be toast.” Minoru’s shoulders fell and his head drooped. Isamu had quite the ego, that much was more than obvious. “…I think I’m glad we don’t exist in this world. Or yours…”

This wasn’t a lead worth following. Not when it could get his brother into more trouble.

[hungercity_hellhound]

Damien gave Minoru a gentle hug. "I'm glad he is terrified of my world. It keeps him safe."