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Post by Brunhild Kurth on Jul 14, 2017 20:48:11 GMT -5
A small humming noise of a familiar tune that you heard one day can be heard from the corner of the room as short blonde girl, compared to everyone else, wearing seemingly a maid outfit with a black dress and a white apron comes out from that corner. However, despite her strange choice of clothes the most prominent thing in her appearance is the fact that she is wearing a eye-patch on her right eye.
Brynhild thought to herself as she started walking from the corner she has been standing "The atmosphere here is more pleasant that I thought. Well this is not something I should worry about anyway right now. I just have to make some new connections right now, this is why I came here." she looked around and noticed people talking nearby "Perhaps I should introduce myself to them".
She suddenly sprinted in very childish manner towards Ren and attempted to make a friendly jump scare. She sneaked up grabbing his right shoulder and suddenly jumped in front of him. "BOO! she smiled at him. She turned herself towards others who were talking to him and positively said "I am Brynhild Kurth, the Ultimate Meteorologist. Nice to meet you all. Let us have some fun here."
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Post by Kaizo Hanika on Jul 14, 2017 20:52:53 GMT -5
Flinching at the touch and making a slightly distressed noise, Kaizo resisted slightly before succumbing to Ren's pull towards the others. He stood there uncomfortably, looking down to avoid the gazes of the new individuals. Though nervous, he cleared his throat gave a slight wave. He was surprised anyone in the room actually noticed his presence, being quiet the entire time he was there. In his mind, he knew he wasn't much of an interesting person compared to everyone else in the room, all with thier unique talents and personalities of their own. With a shaky sigh, he fumbled with his fingers behind his back, feeling vastly smaller compared to the other applicants. Looking up at who he assumed was Orica, an aura of fierceness and intmidiation seemed to be leaking out of her causing him to shiver. Growing slightly flustered at the compliments, he decided to stay silent until he was needed, observing the conversation instead.
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Post by Nox Tenebris on Jul 14, 2017 21:45:53 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡StayPositive♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]162 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"] ❝ Nox finished her livestream early, mostly due to the tiredness she felt having to travel all the way out for the auditions, and the constant interaction required of her. She let her eyes arm roam around the area, before noticing almost everyone else was interacting with each other. She pocketed her phone, skipping over to a random group of people, smiling. She caught their names roughly, but made sure not to cut anyone off, before stepping near them hesitantly.
“Hello Liam, Krzysztof! It’s nice to meet you all, I kind of was randomly by myself, so I figured I’d introduce myself. I’m sorry, I don’t think I got your name.” She then said to Mayumi. She admitted she was a bit nervous, but she didn't really know how else to introduce herself without being weird. 'you're an aspiring ultimate now, you have no room to fuck up, Nox! Get it together, get your ass in gear and fake it to make it!' |
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Jul 14, 2017 22:17:22 GMT -5
Oh great, the vlogger and potential lackey to Ren showed up out of the blue, she thought to herself. This would definitely make things harder for her. She gave Nox a perplexed look for a split second and then introduced herself.
"I'm Mayumi Otsuka, the Ultimate Graphic Designer. Nice meeting you… Nox." she replied calmly, yet still bore her uninterested and depressing expression. Not only did she have to deal with the self-proclaimed rivals, but also some trendy giglet. Now she really had to fake it to made it. She thought of trying to make an excuse to get away, but she didn't want to make a fool out of herself. Besides, she still barely knew much about them to begin with. Although they didn't seem as eye-catching as that green-haired boy squatting in the corner, she didn't have anything to lose.
Since Nox's appearance was so sudden, she decided to wait for someone to chime in and jumpstart the conversation - and she wanted it to be over quickly.
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Post by Liam Dayton on Jul 14, 2017 22:45:43 GMT -5
"Y-Yeah, I'm Liam and he's Kris. You're a lot better at pronouncing his n-name than I am."
I never even thought about how annoying it must be to him, to have someone be unable to say your name. I must look like a huge jerk to him.
"W-What would we like to discuss? Well, h-how about-"
Suddenly someone else walked into the conversation, and if I remember correctly, her name was Nox.
"Oh, uh, h-hi! Your name was Nox, right? Wow, you're able t-to say Kris's name right, too."
Great. Someone else who outshines me. I'm never going to get on the show with all these talented people, though I guess I should be happy for them if they make it on.
"I was j-just about to ask Mayumi i-if she had any competitors yet. N-Not that you got in the way of that! Sorry. But a-anyways, s-since you're here do you have any competitors or rivals either?"
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Post by Nox Tenebris on Jul 14, 2017 22:56:10 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]190 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"] ❝ Nox stared at Mayumi oddly, before she picked up on how the girl was acting to her. Mayumi seemed very uninterested, and… annoyed, maybe? Nox… had a feeling they would probably not get along. Her chest hurt and twisted tightly in her chest from the simple thought of that, and a million ideas to impress and befriend the girl came into her mind. She took note of the girls talent and name. “Well, I hope we can be friends! You sound very nice, Mayumi.” She then bowed politely, before turning to Liam.
“Yes, my name is Nox! Thank you for remembering, Liam. It’s very nice to meet you. And I think I heard his name before, maybe it’s another language? Either way, don’t feel bad, alright! Smile!” She encouraged, giggling. When he asked the question, she hummed, putting a hand behind her back and a finger on her chin as she thought, pouting her lip. “I don’t think I really have any rivals or competitors! Not that they don’t exist, I suppose. I just haven’t met anyone yet. What about you? Your armor looks pretty nifty, people must be intimidated.”
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Post by Nana Shimedzu on Jul 15, 2017 1:10:25 GMT -5
Well, it had been long enough she supposed. She would have to make an entrance sooner or later if she was announced as being a member of the cast, so she couldn't just sit back here and hide forever. While so many others had been wandering around, interacting with and generally getting along with the other people who potentially very soon they would be competing against, one dyed blonde had totally not been hiding away where nobody would notice or talk to her. Her feet firmly glued to her hidden spot, the blonde girl was muttering to herself about unimportant things, but if one were to strain their ears they might be able to hear from somewhere amidst the shadows
"Come on Nana, you can do this. You're performed in front of so many people, this is nothing."
Thank you, inner pep talk. Of course, the flaw in this thinking is that she wasn't talking to any of those people and she was probably going to have to talk to these kids, but might as well get started, eh? The first step is always the hardest and with a deep breath Nana took the big plunge and shuffled forward a bit towards the various unnamed others.
There were a lot of people here. More than she had thought there would be for something like this. Some of them seemed to be quiet, some of them louder and boisterous. There was one guy who was almost bouncing off the walls like he was hopped up on cocaine. Fighting back a grimace and the very real urge to get sick from nerves, Nana did the only thing that brings her comfort in times such as this: Nana backed slowly into one of the corners, slowly retrieved the violin from the case that she had been clutching to her side and silently the Queen of Strings as she was known to her fan base began to tune up her subjects.
...the strings. She was tuning her violin, don't look at her like that she didn't come up with the nickname.
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Post by Krzysztof Wilk on Jul 15, 2017 4:10:24 GMT -5
Kris has intended to go meet the Linguist and the Doctor, but as luck would have it, Liam attracted the attention of Mayumi Otsuka, the Ultimate Graphic Artist. Well, alright. Did seem kinda annoyed by Kris and Liam, but, she did try to pronounce his name. She's gotta be more pleasant than she lets on.
Then Nox came in. The Internet Personality, Kindred. If her vlogs and podcasts didn't show her good nature, her interaction with Liam did. So full of encouragement. Kris would not got as far as stating "people must be intimidated" by Liam, but it's... he's getting there, Kris was sure of that. And since Liam was in her spotlight right now, it'd be quite rude to interrupt. You're doing great Liam.
Krzysztof instead decided to get into Mayumi's attention. He needed her to know what a badass he is. "So, I do this." He pointed at the magazine he showed to Liam a while ago. Its cover showed one of the scenes he was responsible for. "One of my favourite stunts I did. It takes insane precision with speed and pitch control to fly a car into a window and not smack into its bottom, or its top. I loved the challenge."
"I've seen some of your art too. Now, I lack the artistic eye to say anything in detail, but it's totally awesome. I'm pretty sure one of the actors I've doubled for wanted to hire you to promote his personal project. Vin Petrol, if I recall. Never heard what came of it...So, what's your favourite work of art you've done?" Kris asked.
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Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Jul 15, 2017 7:05:53 GMT -5
Before she could even reply to Liam's question, Krzysztof finally decided to chime in and drag her into a side conversation. Well shit.
He grabbed a nearby magazine and presented to her a stunt he did to show off and intimidate her. She was trying so hard to conceal her hatred for this young man's arrogance, that her expression altered from uninterested, to a somber and worn out face, as if she had ran a marathon and then some.
"Wow, sure is a radical trick," she replied in a sarcastic tone. Negative thoughts bombarded her brain. Obviously driving a car through a window didn't take any precision or timing. It wasn't rocket science, not even the physics of the trick would factor into its success or failure. F=MA my ass. And he still considers himself to be the Ultimate Driver?
While she was cognitively rambling, he then shifted the topic from his stunts to her art to her surprise. He recalled her failed collaboration with the famous actor Vin Petrol, the alpha male-type of the action movie industry. He also asked what her favorite piece of art is that she made. She assumed he barely knew a thing about her art and only knew about her collaboration because he's acquainted with the star, or he was possibly lying just to use her, so she decided to give him a vague answer instead.
"Oh right… that. The network executives for his upcoming project were in a hurry to squeeze it out, so he wasn't able to use my art. As for my favorite piece, I don't have one."
Now she was getting desperate to get the fuck away from this threesome. It was almost as if they only saw her for her talent and nothing else. She should either leave and recharge her mental batteries alone, or at the very least have a one-on-one conversation with someone else. She needed to make an excuse and quickly.
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Post by Caelie Ariane on Jul 15, 2017 10:13:42 GMT -5
| ❛It might be time to move on soon Life doesn't discriminate Between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep living anyway We rise and we fall and we break And we make our mistakes And if there's a reason I'm still alive
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[attr="class","box2"] For a brief few moments, lots of heads turned towards Orica. Perhaps this would lay precedent towards how things might play out in the future – it might be something worthwhile to note – and if Caelie was writing a novel starring a similar type of character, it wouldn’t be surprising to find them continue dancing to the same sort of tune, but comparing fictional beings to actual people wasn’t a rabbit hole that she was keen on exploring too deeply. It was fun, yes, but there’s a thin line between such a habit being worthwhile or having it be detrimental. Not that it’s ever managed to fully stop her, that is. Anyways though, Caelie filed that line of thought away and focused on the conversation at hand. “I suppose it’s something you have to get used to,” she said. “And thanks for the compliment, by the way. It goes miles in making my day,” she continued, beaming him a smile. “ Before I forget, how should I go about getting Emil a signed copy one of a novel of mine? It'll be a great honor.”
Reaching into the front pocket of her black jeans, Caelie brought out a pocket-notebook and an attached purple pen. Flipping it open, she chose an empty page near the end to hold out towards the singer. "It might be too forward of me to ask, but perhaps you could pass me his contact? Vice versa works too, of course, if you think that's more appropriate. And as well as your... signature on the magazine, if possible." [attr="class","box3"] [newclass=.box2] width:340px;margin-top: 0px;padding-right:10px;text- align:justify;color:#555;font-size:10.2px;font-family:tahoma;line-height:100%;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3]padding-right:10px;overflow:auto;height:300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:red;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.box3::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:black;[/newclass]
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Post by Krzysztof Wilk on Jul 15, 2017 11:55:14 GMT -5
Kris could sense a sarcastic tone behind Mayuri's "praise". Not many people know the effort needed to pull off a stunt like this. The intimate knowledge of the car driven necessary. The coolness of mind needed to go through with it all. Not only that but, unbeknown to Krzysztof, she misheard him slightly and thought he merely drove through a window instead of flying through one. As far as he knew from experience, one has to be inside the car to truly get it. He decided to share some of that experience somewhat subtly
"Yeah, it sure is. And it's even more radical when you're inside the car. Heading towards the ramp, taking off, and soaring in the air towards the window, not knowing whether you'll hit it or not. Well, unless you're the Ultimate Driver of course. An amazing feeling. Imagine the most awesome part of your work, and how you feel then. That's how amazing it is."
And then he heard the collaboration did not go well.
"Aww..." Kris' expression turned to that of empathic sadness "He must be so bummed about that. Vin is a real fan of your art, you know. Always talking about its composition, about the colour contrast, about other things I can't remember, let alone understand. Hope he'll be able to use it some other time, huh?"
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Post by Liam Dayton on Jul 15, 2017 13:28:35 GMT -5
Well, Nox seems nice, or at the very least, not mean. Hopefully, I'll have a few more allies going into this competition.
"You don't h-have any competitors? I g-guess not everyone has one. I shouldn't h-have assumed. Sorry. As for my rivals, I-I have Orica, but that's because I think only one of us is gonna make it on the show. Kris is my other rival, b-but that's because competing against a friend is a good way to i-improve.
I guess she hasn't had the misfortune to make any enemies yet. That's good. Better to make friends than to make a lot of enemies.
"As for my armor, I can guarantee no one is really too intimidated by it. People aren't typically too scared of me."
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Post by Nox Tenebris on Jul 15, 2017 18:14:49 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]187 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"] ❝ Nox shrugged at his first question, shuffling her feet lightly as she thought about it. Maybe she had competitors and she didn’t remember? She tried to think of streamers, video-makers, anyone she truly competed with, but only came up with blanks. She shrugged lightly, deciding it didn’t really matter much. Who wanted to argue, anyway? She heard him apologize, however, and shook her head.
“Hey, don’t apologize, alright? ‘S all fine!” She reassured him cheerfully. She bit her lip, before hearing his rivals. “Oh, Orica seems kinda cool, but I haven’t met them yet. As for Krzysztof, he seems nice as well! Nothing as good or motivating as some friendly competition!” She agreed, nodding. She then tilted her head lightly at his final statement, seeming to actually be confused.
“How so? The armor you’re wearing is really cool! They’re just in denial.” She uttered, completely convinced of this. She crossed her arms and nodded a few times even, as if she was agreeing with herself. She twirled a bit, before literally skipping next to him. "Selfie!" She then took out her phone, taking a picture near him. |
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Post by Excrest on Jul 16, 2017 17:30:19 GMT -5
I AM THE CAPTAIN OF A SHIP OF CODED VARIABLES I AM THE ARTIST OF MY IMAGINATION “Oh my--” Excrest giggled politely, tilting her unreadable face Apollo’s way. “Fascinating, hm? What an...interesting choice of words.” She moved her hand up to her mask, tapping it with a rhythmic dull click, click, click--but it stopped as soon as it had begun, as she moved once more to press her palm against the Talk Show Host’s chest.
“The largest? Well, this is your chance; but I promise you, Mr. Sinclair...if we both make the cast list, I’ll do anything to claw my way into Neo Hope’s Peak Academy. Although, I will admit...you certainly are enchanting. Deserving of the Ultimate title? We’ll see.” With that, she edged a bit closer to him, tilting her head up a bit more to be able to make eye contact with him. Quietly, she wondered if he could see her eyes through the mask. Hopefully not.
“Why do I call myself an Ultimate…” She didn’t quite phrase it as a question, more an open-ended introspection. “I suppose Hacktivist isn’t a term you hear every day. You see, I find the cracks...and I open them.” She paused, and then continued. “I search for exploits in corrupt companies’ servers, their databases, the correspondence of their most well-kept CEOs…” Her open palm begin to grip Apollo the slightest bit. “And then, I find the scandals.” My, he was handsome. Could he be an ally, or a foe? Did she really know who Apollo Sinclair really was? No, she decided; she did not. She opened her mouth to continue, only to be cut off by the shrill yell of a producer.
“It seems…” And unlike her previous pauses for dramatic effect, she seemed genuinely at a loss for words. “...that it’s time for them to announce the cast.” With that, she released him, twirling on the balls of her feet and striding toward the door they’d all entered from. Her head darted back to him; she’d almost forgot. She left her new friend with a few parting words.
“Best of luck, Apollo Sinclair. I sincerely hope you’ll be able to call yourself an Ultimate.”
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