Scenario:Aoidos - Judgment Night

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Judgment Night

The crew meets Aoidos, an amnesia-afflicted musician who is successful but unsatisfied with his music. Taken by Rackam's bass playing, Aoidos makes the helmsman join his band and in turn becomes part of the crew.



At a venue on an island somewhere, blaring music and shouts can be heard as the audience works itself into a frenzy.
Female Fan: Aoidos! Take me to heaven!
Male Fan: Woo-hoo! Heaven me, bro! Heaven! Heaven!
When the song ends, the man on stage pauses to catch his breath and then turns to his audience.
Aoidos: I can still... I can still feel it.
Aoidos: The wind was icy that day. I was chilling at my favorite restaurant.
Aoidos: It's a cool place. The sorta place where you can mend your broken wings.
Aoidos: But they were taking forever with orders that night.
Aoidos: A couple of the other customers got up and left. Finally the owner saw me and laughed.
Aoidos: She was like, "Oh, was someone there?"
Aoidos: ...
Aoidos: It's a cruel world out there. It's constantly beating you down, kicking you as you lay there, and laughing at you the whole time.
Aoidos: Heh-heh... And yet I feel awesome.
Aoidos: And why wouldn't I? Pain, despair, and loneliness are my bread and butter. They keep me coming back to this stage.
Aoidos: Okay! Now who's ready to blow up the world with me? Time for Judgment Night!
The man begins shredding on his guitar, rocking the venue with an explosion of sound. And then he starts belting out the lyrics.
Aoidos: Final night! Staring at a scarlet rose.
Judgment time! You gotta kill or be killed.
Aoidos: Terror in the eyes: the sign of prey.

Bones on bones! Treasure from the sky.

A sepia world! Judge me and hold me.
Aoidos: Aahh!
Meanwhile, the crew heads to the market to buy supplies for the airship.
Vyrn: Hey, hey! We can get apples too, right?
Rackam: Sure. It'll be a while before we get to the next island after all.
Vyrn: Cool! Lyria asked me to pick up a few things too.
Rackam: Whoa! What's the big commotion?
Vyrn: Maybe the guy on that poster over there? Hmm... The Aoidos Eternal Heaven Tour.
Rackam: That's a mouthful and a half. Eh, anyway, let's head to the market.
Aoidos: ...
Manager: Nice, Aoidos. You rocked the house once again.
Aoidos: Just another gig. I mean, it's hard to top perfection.
Manager: Then let me rephrase: as usual, it was the best performance in the skies.
Aoidos: Yeah.
Manager: Huh? What's up, Aoidos? You getting burned out?
Aoidos: ...
Aoidos: I just... I really feel like something's missing from my music.
Manager: Oh, here we go again! How many times do I have to tell you you're a—
Aoidos: I know, I know. I'm a genius! The looks, the talent, the total package! Even the gods must be jealous!
Aoidos: But my music... It doesn't rock. Sometimes it doesn't even feel like it pebbles.
Manager: Nonsense... You're the perfect solo artist.
Manager: Your incredible tunes and your charisma on stage won you fans all across the world. There isn't a soul alive who doesn't know your name!
Aoidos: But no one knows the real me. Heh... Not even I do.
Manager: Ah, you mean the amnesia.
Aoidos: It's already been a year since you found me wandering around town and helped me out.
Manager: You helped me too. My record company's business is booming like your music!
Aoidos: Those memories are what matters! I know they've got the extra juice my sound needs.
Aoidos: But I can't remember a thing! It's almost too much for an artist to bear.
Aoidos: I...
Aoidos: Aahh!
Manager: W-wait, Aoidos!
Vyrn: Heh-heh! If it isn't Siero!
Sierokarte: What a lucky coincidence! I'm here on the island doing business right now.
Rackam: It's lucky for us too. But you've got some weird stuff today. What's this big thing?
Sierokarte: It's a bass, a rare musical instrument from an island far to the west.
Vyrn: An instrument? How are you supposed to get sound outta that thing?
Sierokarte: Interested? Here, Rackam, just put this strap over your shoulder, and pluck the strings like this.
Rackam: Hmm... You mean like this?
Aoidos: Wh-what's that sound!
Rackam: Huh? Who the heck are you?
Aoidos: That sound! That's what I've been searching for!
Aoidos: Huh?
Vyrn: Hey! You okay, Strummer Boy?
Aoidos: Ugh... What am I seeing?
Aoidos: A trio? Did I used to rock out with two other people as a trio?
Aoidos: ...
Rackam: Hey, can you stand up? You look paler than Lyria when she sees a ghost.
Aoidos: Oh, I'm fine... But what was that sound?
Sierokarte: That was my bass. You're Aoidos, aren't you? Are you planning to form a band?
Aoidos: A band? What's that?
Sierokarte: You don't know? That's where three people perform together with a guitar, bass, and drums.
Aoidos: Three people? A trio... That's it!
Rackam: Um, are you sure you don't need fixin' up? I know a doctor if you need one.
Aoidos: Be in my band, Vermillios.
Rackam: Huh? Why would I do that? And who the hell is Vermillios?
Aoidos: That's your stage name. Now all we need is one of those drummers... You there, you look like you know something about the music game.
Sierokarte: Hee-hee. I have a bit of experience to tell the truth. But the Knickknack Shack needs me.
Aoidos: Humph... So destiny's only half-smiling on me.
Rackam: And I'm not smiling at all! We're skyfarers after all, not musicians.
Aoidos: Skyfarers? Radical idea, Vermillios! We'll sail the skies in search of a drummer.
Aoidos: And you're the captain, right? I want you to set up a rehearsal space on your ship. The rest of the crew can just heaven it up.
  1. Sure.
  2. What does heaven mean?


Choose: Sure.

Aoidos: Wonderful. You'll be the first to hear my next song.
Go to "Continue 1"


Choose: What does heaven mean?

Aoidos: Heh... Only you can figure out what heaven means to you.

Continue 1

Vyrn: Wow, it looks like this guy really wants to travel with us.
Rackam: I don't know if this is such a good idea.
Aoidos: What I mean to say is, I'm hitting the skyway to form a band. The tour goes on hold for now.
Manager: Well, I guess that's that then. Promise me an intense heaven when you get back, okay?
Aoidos: Heh-heh. Believe in my pathos.
Manager: Captain, look after Aoidos for me, all right? And one more thing, if you don't mind...
Manager: Maybe I'm being paranoid, but don't let him get his hands on any swords. I'm not sure why, but once before—
Aoidos: We ready yet, Captain? My soul's a sail that wants to feel the breeze!
Manager: Sorry, but just keep that in mind, okay? Good luck!
Aoidos: Aahh!
Thus Aoidos embarks on a journey to form a band.
His explosive music and mighty vocals will surely rock the skies.