El Cucuy

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Status: Supporting

The boogeyman of Latin American folklore, made real and fronting a band. He leads the Nightmares (La Llorona, Baba Yaga, Krampus, and Nixie) and plays The Colosseum to a packed house, staying friendly to Chino and Homeboy throughout: he knows their names before they introduce themselves, takes their samples, and closes the night by naming them the real MVPs. Title character of El Cucuy and the Nightmares.

Description

Wrinkled, sharp-eared, bald-headed, impossibly majestic, with a beard that looks like it was groomed by the gods. Cackles like gravel in worn vinyl. Onstage he’s thunder, opening with Empire to Ashes and closing the crisis with Lux Intima, and offstage he’s pure rock-star warmth: draped in velvet, surrounded by models, waving away payment talk with relax, I know, I know. His catch-all explanation for omniscience: I’m El Cucuy. I know everyone’s name.

Role in Volume 01

In El Cucuy and the Nightmares, El Cucuy receives Chino and Homeboy in his green room, samples their party favors, and puts in his order: Alien OG and Durban Poison for the afterparty, the party stuff. Mid-set, when the LSD-laced product turns the crowd’s trip into a nightmare and the venue starts screaming, he’s rushed offstage wide-eyed: that’s never happened before! He backs Chino’s desperate plan, dose the band with PTSDream, never mind that they’ve never played high (we don’t talk about that), and leads the musical counterattack that burns the red-black cloud down to white. At the penthouse afterparty, he takes the mic and gives the boys their due.

Relationships

• The Nightmares (La Llorona, Baba Yaga, Krampus, Nixie): his band; centuries of history, one unspoken incident.
• Chino and Homeboy: his connect; he likes them on sight and says so on mic.
• Mr. Dealer: his supplier’s boss; the relationship runs entirely through the boys.

Notes

• You couldn’t if you tried. El Cucuy, asked by Chino whether they’re here to kill him: zero threat in him, all showmanship.
• His stagecraft is literal weather: the band’s music manifests as a visible cloud war over the audience.