JEM AND THE HOLOGRAMS: Musical Illusionists

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Chapter 1: Scout Out

"Enjoying the drinks, Mister Raymond?" a waitress asked.

Eric Raymond was silent as he strained his ears to the punk rock blaring through the club.

"Mister Raymond?"

"I hear you. And I'm enjoying the band more than these insipid concoctions your bartender created."

The waitress silently fumed at the insult.

"Anyways, who are these women?"

"They're the Misfits, and they're our house band."

"I'd like to chat with their manager if it's not too much trouble."

A man in a nearby booth rose upon hearing those words.

"What do you want?" he asked.

Eric Raymond opened his briefcase and removed three pieces of paper.

"Give these to the Misfits. Tell them that it's only the beginning…"

Later that night, the Misfits' manager approached their dressing room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and the man walked in.

"Ladies, you've just been given a chance to go big. Full on record deal."

"You're kidding."

"I'm not, Phyl-"

A green-haired woman in a leather top approached the manager.

"It's Pizzaz. Got it?"

The manager nodded and laid the forms onto the table. Pizzaz leaned in and signed.

"Stormer! Roxy! We got ourselves a break!"

Two other women filed in. The first was dressed in a relatively normal-looking outfit, the affect ruined only by her big blue hair. The other was dressed like a biker girl except for her long platinum-blonde hair.

"Sign along the dotted lines, and we're out of this joint."

The blue-haired woman leaned in and signed, while her cohort just scrawled an "X" on her contract.