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Post by ☾ on Mar 16, 2017 3:00:30 GMT -5
[GoogleFont=Raleway|Montserrat|Ubuntu] [attr="class","spevent1"]The sun had set and it was finally time to open the doors to the spacious indoor theater and stage of the prestigious Billboard Tokyo Live. After several weeks of planning and preparing in advance, the spacious area was set up for the concert extravaganza. Helios entertainment had paid the university a hefty sum to allow use of the stadium. Although, the lights, stands, and other extra things about the scene were coming straight out of the companies pockets, it would be made up for by the ticker sales! The extremely large theater was filled to the brim with the citizens of Minato-ku. Music fan of various ages were in attendance. Parent's with their young children, teens out on dates, the old trying to remain in style with the latest music trends. It was a full house full of anxious fans! The interior and waiting room area had vendors scattered about. Selling shirts, posters, and light sticks. Food and beverages were also available for purchase. Albeit, rather pricey, they were all very well known business from the city and were good for serving and delivering grade a goods. Helios entertainment had pulled out all the stops for the unveiling of the first trainee turned debutee. The sea of patrons were all a chatter while taking their seats in anticipation. Wondering why there was a special roped off area in front of the larger crowd. This is where the two men at the opening doors came into play. Four special citizens had been given the opportunity to win V.I.P seating for the concert. As well as a special gift and complementary light sticks. At each instance one of the Four arrived to the door, they would be asked for identification and escorted to the roped off area. They would then be given the run down on how to exit if need be. The restroom locations, the stands and vendors, things of that nature were also explained. Before the two men moved back to the opening doors however, they would pass off the special gifts to each of the winners. VIP PASSES - passes that allow for the 4 winners to visit the performer back stage. With everyone in the crowd holding tightly onto their light sticks. The fans would begin to cheer as a woman came out from behind the black curtains. Stage lights shining down on her as the remainder of the lights within the establishment dimmed to only show her on the stage. "Hellooooo out there! Are you guys ready!!?" She'd wait for the cheers of the males to quiet down before giggling into the mic. "We can't heeeeaaar youuuu. I said, ARE YOU GUYS READY??!!"[ POSTING ORDER - ORIHIME TSUKIKO • KAIL LANGE • KAI MCLANE • VERA ] [ pls tag ☾ in your posts ♥ ] MADE FOR MOONLIGHT DENSETSU |
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Post by ORIHIME TSUKIKO on Mar 16, 2017 3:22:20 GMT -5
Adorning a short, dark blue mid-dress with a white sash wrapped around her waist with a tied bow behind the back of her waist. Over her top part was a cropped jean-jacket that would possess long-lengthened sleeves. Next a pair of dark blue knee-high socks with a pair of black, three-inch heeled, ankle boots. Upon her person she would have her hair styled, for today, a low-side ponytail hanging over right shoulder with a light side-swept bang on her left.
With her brooch in her purse. Orihime would casually make haste toward the checkpoint of which she would be allowed backstage with her V.I.P. pass. She was excited to meet one of the members of VIDEL and couldn't wait! Hopefully the one she would meet specifically held a genre of music she could appreciate––but regardless, she was happy to support this new up-and-coming group.
If anything Orihime had really been hoping to introduce the new group one of her songs! It was...a bit risky to simply ask someone to sing a song she wrote, but no matter! It couldn't have been bad...right? Orihime wanted to pursue a music career as well as fashion, but her mother wasn't too supportive of her choice. Rather, she didn't actually like the fact her daughter, someone so fragile, wanted to pursue a hard life that only one in many never really "make it". But she had to learn to take risk, to go for a life in the arts. It was a hard life choice, but no choice was that ever easy!
But that didn't matter. She wanted to meet them, she wanted to..."I want..." halting midway. She would begin to slightly crumble the music sheet of lyrics she held within her hands. "What am I doing..." she thought to herself as she stood within the walkway. With the special gift in her hands as well, she would look at them and wondered just what exactly was in these weird things?
During her daze, Orihime would come to hear the footsteps of another.
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Post by KAIL LANGE on Mar 16, 2017 23:40:19 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody3"]This wasn't his usual venue but... He had developed an odd liking for this pop music. Something he had no rationality for in his clockwork heart. He felt maybe she would have liked these kinds of songs. Smiled like those girls. He tried to push it from his mind, instead staring at the screen which was showing clips from VIDEL music videos above the crowds. He found his head nodding along before shaking, grasping it between his hands and taking a deep breath. Not becoming of me, not at all...Someone bumped into him and he felt the hairs on his nape rise. Invisible to the outside world he held in his hand clenched in his pocket, about to trigger a small wave of pain to the intruder until he heard the voice, realizing it was a small child. He backed down, moving ahead, taking note of his pass again. It shimmered in the multi-chromatic lights and he found himself lost in the way the foil reflected as he moved it. He was alone now, no longer employed by his former masters, his new one speaking seldom to him. He had no one to enjoy such sentimental things with. With a cold face he found himself stalled, listening to someone think aloud. Paper crumpled. A figure spoke. It was a woman, he watched her shadow, full of doubt. He felt compelled to wait until she was done, then approached her, his brows knit slightly. Sympathy? He could always feel it on those around him. Those he never touched. Those who were broken somehow deserved no reaper. He approached slowly, tapping the crumpled paper with his finger, looking down at it, then meeting her eyes before stepping ahead slightly, looking over his shoulder. "It doesn't deserve that... does it?" he found his lips twitching slightly at one corner, trying to draw up before he forced out a breath and returned to neutrality. His own gift was still in his jacket. | [attr="class","smdlyrics3"] strike [attr="class","mdlyric3"]me down [attr="class","giveitlyric3"]give it everything you've got |
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Post by KAI MCLANE on Mar 17, 2017 0:58:01 GMT -5
bittersweet. It wouldn't be likely to find Kai McLane - in his current outfit Hikari Nozomu - at an event like this unless his manager forced him too. But since he'd won a ticket to the performance on social media he'd been forced to go as his modeling alter ego. He wasn't the kind of person who wanted to argue either so the blunette went along with it to see if he could end up enjoying himself.
His heels clacked on the ground as he walked towards the VIP entrance, only to be stopped by two of the security guards. In return he held up his invite and got given a glow stick as well as the 'complimentary gift' before being allowed inside. The dress he was wearing was light blue and sleeveless to go along with his now-waist-long ice blue hair. Yes even the flower in his hair matched the current outfit and set Hikari even further apart from Kai which was just the way he wanted it right now.
After putting his gift in his purse, Kai was lead to a roped-off area where two others were already standing. One was a very pretty blonde girl and the other was a boy, probably older than he was. At the very least he looked more like a male than Kai did. Apparently the only way he could make money by modeling was to do it as a girl. So after taking a deep breath and putting on a smile, he walked up to the both of them.
"You two... also won the tickets right?" he asked, looking out over to the stage as someone entered it. "I hope this is enjoyable for everyone. My name is Hikari Nozomu, a pleasure to meet you." With that he bowed politely in greeting.
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Post by VERA on Mar 17, 2017 15:51:29 GMT -5
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Vera would let out a bored sigh as she prepared herself for the event of the evening. To be quite honest, the girl had only been attempting to win the V.I.P. seating for one of the premiere concerts of the new group of idols, VIDEL, in order to sell the tickets and make a quick buck. It turned out that the award was assigned to a name and enforced at the entrance and not just given out before hand, which was likely to prevent exactly what Vera was thinking of doing. Not willing to come out of this with nothing and having nothing better to do for the evening, she had decided to go and hopefully at least get an autograph or something that had some monetary value. After all, if they blew up that could be worth a lot in a little bit.[break][break] The outfit that Vera picked for the night wasn't exactly anything special, but it was something that suited her best. In each ear she would display a pair of diamond earrings set in white gold, with a plain gold chain necklace resting around her neck and a set of four gold bracelets on her right wrist. Her upper attire consisted of a black t-shirt that kept her left shoulder bare and also cut off just above her navel. Across her chest capital white letters would read FÜCK YOU, with the 'u' designed to look like a smiley face. As one moved their attention down towards her waist they would notice a pair of white shorts that came about a third of the way down her thigh and a black belt through the loops holding it in place.[break][break] Looking in the mirror one last time, Vera had to admit that she thought looked pretty damn amazing. Maybe if the concert was a complete drag (as she expected it to be) she would at end up having a good time after it was over. Checking to make sure she had everything she needed by placing it all into her pockets one by one- cellphone, cash, ID, a sealed pack of cigarettes, a pink lighter, and a pair of black earplugs (oh god how she needed the earplugs)- she would then shut off the lights to her apartment, lock the door and be on her way.[break][break] At least the trip was quick and she got to bypass the line. She had her ID ready by the time she had even got to the two men at the door, so it was a speedy process to get her all set up and brought to the front row. It appeared that she was the last of the "special guests" to make it, too. Putting in the earplugs, Vera would turn to the person who had escorted her up to the front. "Ayo bud, this a smoking section?" With a shrug of his shoulders he would hand her the V.I.P. Pass and return to the doors, which she would place into her front left pocket. "Fuck it. I'll take that as a yes."[break][break] Beginning interactions settled, Vera figured it was best to at the very least immerse herself into the group. She didn't want to stand out too much, after all. Not that the less-than-excited expression on her face was doing her any help, of course. Approaching the group, she would raise a hand and offer them a simple wave. "Yo." There wasn't really much else to be said for now, was there?
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Post by ☾ on Mar 17, 2017 23:27:01 GMT -5
[GoogleFont=Raleway|Montserrat|Ubuntu] [attr="class","spevent1"] "That's the spirit!!" The woman called back out to the crowd, fingertips tapping against the microphone earbud that rested softly within her ear. With a nod, she turn her head to the stage hands and shoot them a thumbs up. Receiving the same thumbs up back, her lips would return to the microphone and inversely the crowd of anticipating fans. "The time has finally arrived!" The lights within the theater would flash various colors, the words 'VIDEL' appearing on the walls as well as the black curtain behind the announcer. "Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, get ready for the upcoming musical phenom!" The curtains would then glacially begin to rise from the floor up. The large screens scattered about the theater would begin to show a montage of Red Rose and Sakura petals. "The youngest trainee to ever debut here at Helios entertainment. The silent but deadly songstress herself, BEL!!" At the sound of her name, the black velvet curtains would fully rise. Unveiling one of the idols for the first time to the general public. Bel stood atop of a tall stairwell. The cameras soon zooming in on her features as to make her appear on the screens above. A female of average height, with dark purple hair that reached down to the small of her back. Large doe like caramel colored eyes shielded by large round glasses. Her attire consisted of a sleeveless black colored shirt with red accents on the pocket and buttons. A matching black skirt with added chains at the waist that dangled against the red frilled hem. Black garters were situated at her upper thighs that held up black sheer stockings that slipped into a pair of black ankle boots. The shiny buckles of her shoes added for a mild glare when the lights flashed against her. A black choker with a tie attachment was fixated against her neck. A black bandanna tied against her right fore arm. And her lips, a subtle cherry red. A lace gloved hand gripping at her microphone, she would raise the device to her lips and the lights would soon shut completely off. Leaving all in attendance in pitch black mystery. That is, until a violin would begin to play, evoking a soft red light. Followed by the drum which would bring about deeper red lights. Then, Bel began to sing. Her voice causing the remainder of the lights to flicker on as she began to strut down the stair case she stood proudly atop of. On occasion, she could stop at a step and perform a small dance gesture. Hips moving in a circular motion as her skirt swayed in tune. The stage itself shifting before the very eyes of the crowd. Large statues of white rabbits clad in black suits with various clocks in hand appearing as well as larger than life violins. Bel would make her way off of the stair well and walk towards the band that played. Body laying against the structures as she belted out the notes and lyrics to her song. Heels stomping against the stage as her body bounced in rhythmic fashion. Free hand outstretched and pointed towards the crowd before returning to herself, clutching at her heart as she doubled over to belt out the high notes of her arrangement. Throughout her performance, the light sticks held within the crowd would begin to glow on their own. Brighter the more she sang, and dimmer when she rested. The crowd was in a roar of excitement. Which seemed to cause the light sticks in hand to glow an even stronger light. The more enthralled the crowd member, the more they would seem to be... in a daze. The lights of the concert would begin to slowly swirl about in a hallucination or... hypnotic like fashion. [ POSTING ORDER - ORIHIME TSUKIKO • KAIL LANGE • KAI MCLANE • VERA ] MADE FOR MOONLIGHT DENSETSU |
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Post by ORIHIME TSUKIKO on Mar 18, 2017 1:24:23 GMT -5
"Ah...!" The sound of a male catching her off guard was like no other. His ominous tone coming to sound as she would release herself from her daze, gazing toward the man who would touch the sheets of paper she possessed within her. They didn't deserve this? Looking down as to what exactly was in her hand, she would definitely come to agree that they, too, did not deserve to be seen as a failure. Orihime, with a slight blush of red, would look up to the callous male who wielded an expression of cold, and said, "U-Uhm, no, it doesn't..." she replied, "I'm merely just a bit nervous is all––butterflies, ahah. Strange, though, I wasn't nervous on the way here but the minute I entered this building my hands began to shake; it was as if it was telling me something bad was about to happen and my nerves merely got the best of me." Orihime would explain.
But with the sound of another she would come to view a blunette haired "girl," KAI MCLANE! With a wave of her hand and smiling toward the cute, young girl. She would respond, "Ah, yes! I'm sure this new singer will be great, I can't wait to meet them." And with an introduction after, she would reply, "My name is Orihime Tsukiko," she said aloud with a smile.
And with yet another newcomer again, she would give this one, VERA, a wave as they did not seem to be the jolly type. And with the introductions out of the way the sudden appearance of "Bel" would come to light. A look of surprise as she watched Bel step onto the stage. Orihime's jaw would come to lightly open as she would be awe of the girl's appearance. So bold yet elegant, beautiful and classy. She held a sense of familiarity to someone, but that was just wrote off as her imagination!
"Wow..." Cue the music. Looking at he glow stick within her right hand. She would lift it lightly into the air, blushing from how she was...actually beginning to have fun! "Ahaha, yay!" she loudly exclaimed for the first time. Cheering on the infamous songstress Bel of Videl, she would happily sway to the music––unattentive of the trance it had began to place those under.
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Post by KAIL LANGE on Mar 18, 2017 2:23:01 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody3"] "Strange? No, you'll be fine..." Kai spoke calmly, trying to appear concerned. He wasn't sure he actually felt it in the first place but this girl wasn't exactly a threat to him. What do you do to reassure anxious females? That? Wait... that would be inappropriate. Probably... He stuffed his hands in his pockets, tipping his head back as the others approached. He didn't pay them any heed at first, merely listening to the girls converse. He had yet to offer up his own name. Hikari Nozomu, sounds like a simple name for a simple girl... He merely looked at her, then the new girl with the colorful exclamation on her shirt. He nodded subtly at her good taste in world views and turned back toward the door. He closed his eyes. "Kai," he added nonchalantly. He stood, watching Bel, finding her somehow boring compared to the people that had arrived with him. She was entertaining at least. Her voice could hit the notes but he didn't quite feel anything from it. He kept glancing over to Orihime and her glow stick, then the crowd and their own. They were mesmerized to say the least. It seemed a bit more than usual though. His brows furrowed and he reached to still Orihime's hand for a moment, then pointed to the glow-stick. He wanted to test a theory, so he took his glow-stick and offered it over to her. "You're really enjoying this, use mine," he smiled vaguely, then returned to his usually scheduled expression. "Cheer your heart out..."Maybe he could see if there was something substantial about his gut instinct. | [attr="class","smdlyrics3"] strike [attr="class","mdlyric3"]me down [attr="class","giveitlyric3"]give it everything you've got |
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Post by KAI MCLANE on Mar 19, 2017 16:29:32 GMT -5
bittersweet. The blonde girl seemed really very excited for this performance, but Kai couldn't say that he shared her excitement. It was always possible that the singer would be a nice person but from his experience? Those in the show business were more concerned with themselves than others. Not that he could explain or say that. He didn't want to destroy this girl's spirits... not that he had the courage to do that anyway.
"You have a very pretty name. I'm jealous." he said, smiling again just as another person entered the room. To say the least she put Kai on edge and made him uneasy... maybe it was the smell of cigarettes? They brought back horrible memories. "Ah... hello to you as well."
That was ironic. The boy who had arrived before him was also named Kai... although he doubted that the boy would realize that connection since he was currently 'Hikari' the rising model. "A pleasure K-"
He was cut off when the Videl lady - Bel - began to sing onstage. The entire area suddenly burst into noise which gave Kai a headache and made him want to run away. But there was nowhere he could go at that point as Orihime began to cheer along with the crowd and he was almost certain that the exit would be blocked now. That was usually how these things worked wasn't it?
As soon as his glowstick began to glow more, he dropped it and moved as close to the corner as he could. There was just too much loud noise, the lights changing too quickly. He just wanted to leave and go home. Be far, far away from here. Kai grasped the sides of his head with his hands in an attempt to block out some of the noise as a few tears began to fall from his eyes.
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Post by VERA on Mar 20, 2017 19:07:42 GMT -5
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The crowd of people she was stuck with in the V.I.P. seating weren't exactly her type of people, so taking a long drag from the cigarette certainly helped her deal with the situation she currently found herself in. Pushing her earplugs a little tighter into her ears, the girl would let out a sigh and decide to turn her attention onto the crowd rather than the singer.[break][break] Now, Vera hadn't exactly been all that thrilled to receive a glow stick or any form of concert accessory. In fact, she had stuffed it into her pocket when she grabbed out the cigarette, needing both hands at the time to get it lit. However, as the lights began to glow brighter and change color the blonde would take the luminescent device out of her pocket and stare at it for a while. The lights seemed to have a warm, dreamy glow to them and staring at them caused an odd sensation of euphoria to wash over Vera. Dismissing it as nothing more than a clever light show designed to hold the attention of the audience, she would think nothing of it. Instead Vera would attach the glow stick to her necklace using a small keychain ring that had come attached to the back and go back to what she was doing.[break][break] At least, she would have gone back to just staring at the lights... if she hadn't heard the faint sound of something being dropped right next to her. One of the people who had won the V.I.P. seating like her seemed to be having some sort of panic attack and had dropped their glow stick. With a vicious smirk, Vera would take another drag of her cigarette and bend down to pick up the discarded item. After taking a few steps towards the individual ( KAI MCLANE), Vera would hake her head and let out a sigh. "Seems like ya dropped something, pal. Wouldn't want ya to lose it." With that, Vera would toss the glow stick towards him in a way that it would likely hit him in the head if he didn't move or attempt to catch it. "Honestly, why even come to the concert if you weren't going to enjoy it?" A hell of a statement coming from the girl with earplugs in, right?[break][break] Returning her attention to the stage, Vera would become enthralled with the glowing lights. While she was draining out the sound of Bel's voice for the most part due to the earplugs and lack of paying attention, there was something about the way the lights were glowing and dancing about that caused Vera to be unable to take her attention off them. All she would do for now would be to continue to stare and continue to puff on her cigarette, which by now had gotten her quite a few looks of disgust and disdain. 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Post by ☾ on Mar 21, 2017 8:57:43 GMT -5
[GoogleFont=Raleway|Montserrat|Ubuntu] [attr="class","spevent1"]Her first song ended, and the idol stood in the center of the stage. Deep brown hues surveying all present. Ears drowning in the cheers and screams of her fans. It was a full house, her manager was right. She'd have to apologize to him later for doubting him and the PR team. Or not. Bel was one to keep most of her thoughts and words to herself. Saving her voice for what she loved to do, singing. Wasting her time on frivolous conversations annoyed her. Distracted her from her end goal, the mission. However, there came times in her life where she couldn't stay quiet forever. And speaking was a necessity. Like now, for example. If she wanted to keep the crow enthralled, on their toes, she needed to appease them with her voice. So her facial expression quickly shifted to a mile of pure gratitude. The microphone to her lips, she began. "Thank you!!" A hand rose to the sky, waving to all of the fans within the crowd. "I would be nowhere without the support of each and every one of you! You are all far more important to me than the fame and fortune! I make music for all of you! To soothe the restless souls!" The lights would dim as the stage began to shift unbeknownst to the crowd. "I want to be your safe haven! That's my dream, my purpose!" A closed fist would press against her chest as the band behind her would begin to play her follow up song. The lights shifting from red to a soft pink, exposing her new stage set up. A large clock tower, faux Sakura petals created by the illusions of falling about the stage as the hands of the clock ticked away. "I am Bel! And with the gift of song, I'll ease your pain!" Only a second after she finished her introduction, the idol would hop into her next song. Belting it out to the crowd as they roared in excitement. As the song continued however, the glow sticks present within the crowd would begin to glow an almost blinding light. In tandem with the sudden excessive bright lights that flashed down on the crowd, Bel would give off a sinister grin from the safety of the lights. Her eyes flickering a red light as she sang harder, stronger. She had them all, right where she wanted them. She'd be the one to find it! There was a source of energy within the crowd, two in particular. One that seemed like a variant of her own, but weaker. And another, it was bright. She wanted it. She'd take it. ?? VOICE - Bel uses her power of song to absorb the energy of all those within ears reach. The more energy she absorbs, the stronger she becomes. CIVILIANS are rendered paralyzed, struck by a delusion of grandeur as they are most susceptible to her power and have the most energy stolen. CORRUPTEDS are weakened severely, losing their 1st ability and give Bel a boosted amount of energy. SENSHI and SENTAI are capable of breaking free only if they transform. If not, they fall victim to the same fate as Corrupteds. Large amounts of purple energy would rise out from the bodies of the crowd, turning into one large orb above their heads. evoking a wide eyed stare of lust from the idol as she continued singing. The large ball of energy moving through the air and collided with her. Causing her to float into the air as she continued to sing. Absorbing the energy. And preparing for her next method of attack. [ POSTING ORDER - ORIHIME TSUKIKO • KAIL LANGE • KAI MCLANE • VERA ] [ CIVILIANS are stricken with paralysis and begin to experience vivid hallucinations. The hallucinations are all tailored to making them feel "safe" ] MADE FOR MOONLIGHT DENSETSU |
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Post by ORIHIME TSUKIKO on Mar 21, 2017 14:47:23 GMT -5
Enjoying her time ever so frivolously. She would come to be given KAIL LANGE's glow stick. Orihime, thinking nothing of it, would slightly come to blush at the man's kind gesture. "U-Uhm...Thank you," she would respond gratefully. Kindly accepting the glow stick without thinking anything of it. Now holding not just one but two, one within each hand, she would continue to slowly resume her cheering. Waving the glow stick slowly, gently, and quietly as she was a bit embarrassed by having lost herself.
The glow stick's would come to have no effect other than merely––well––glowing. Cheer your heart out, all that did was simply replay within the back of her mind. He was so kind; although he held an exterior that looked to be of nothing more than a simple cold expression upon his face. Orihime saw more than just that, she saw a sweet side that was believed to have been nothing more than hard and sour. She was wrong.
Watching Bel with amazement and envy. Her singing, her elegancy, it was all so entertaining for the young Rapunzel. "One day, that will be me up there. Performing for a large crowd, singing my father's lullaby to millions..." A soft smile caressed her face right after her outwardly spoken words. Not realizing that, possibly, someone else would hear it. "I love you, Earth Prin––!" Covering her mouth for a second. She wasn't sure as to what the hell she was about to exactly say! Dropping both her glow sticks and almost placing herself within a daze of the past. She wasn't sure who––or what––that quick flash was. But her words...what was she about to say?
Another past memory perhaps?
Having realized now that the song of Bel was over. She would focus her attention back onto the stage––a new song coming to fruition. "Eh...?" Suddenly she felt weakened––losing a small bit of strength. It wasn't much, but her energy had surely began to flee. This song was strange, Bel herself had been speaking strange as well...was she...the cause?
"Ngh!" Grabbing a hold of her brooch within her purse, she would run past the crowd. Shoving and pushing them out of the way. Falling onto the floor with a loud thud, she would exclaim, "Gah!" It was her heels! She chose to wear the wrong pair of shoes today. Taking them off and running barefoot. She would make haste to run outside of the venue and into the hall. "This isn't something I can handle on my own..." Without Tsuki she was at a loss for words. Without Kerria, she was also at a loss for words. And without Ayame...there was a good chance of no way in hell she'd help her again.
"I have to do this on my own!" And running into a custodians closet right after, she would prepare for her shift. Raising her brooch, she would exclaim, "Time to set my stage: Moon Prism Power, make-up!"
The glow of her brooch would come to be enamored by light. With a raise of her left hand her nails will come to be bedazzled in glitter pink. Maneuvering her hand to the side and raising the right this time to allow the bedazzlement occur once more. She would bring forth what looked to be the brooch residing at the center of her cleavage. Erupting from the brooch itself would come to be a flurry of ribbons that would ensnare her body, fiercely blowing her hair back as wind would come to ravage around her simultaneously. The ribbons would come to craft a white leotard––a crimson colored bow popping out equally with the brooch front and center. Raising her hands, both her left and right, they would come to be ensnared within a flurry of ribbons crafting a pair of elbow-lengthened crimson gloves. Raising her right leg into the air while balancing on her left, a pair of crimson boots with crescent moon symbols at the top would come to appear through––once again––a flurry of ribbons. Twirling, while formulating her mini-blue skirt, a crimson ribbon would tread behind only to create and tie into a bow that would come to appear behind her waist. Raising her neck a pendent mimicking that of her brooch within the center would appear strapped to a crimson choker. Finally, having gathered her seifuku, she would lean forward to allow her crescent earrings to appear where, bringing her left hand across her forehead to create her tiara–-which would possess a crimson ruby jewel within the center. Surrounding the tiara's jewel would look to be a crown of sorts within the center of the tiara where the jewel would reside inside.
Sailor Moon had arrived!
Exiting the custodial closet, she would come to a halt to see a janitor staring at her with a look of surprise. "Oh...Hello..." The janitor would respond with nothing but a blush of red as he would stare at the young sailor scout's skirt. "Uh...Ehhh....PerrrrrrrveerrrrrrrrrRRRT?!!!!" she would exclaim slapping the man literally through the custodial door accidentally. "Uh...Sorry!" she would apologize now running off.
Returning to the venue as she burst through the doors only to take off into the air with a jump like no other. Sailor Moon, removing her tiara from her head and using her ability Moon Tiara Ascension as a disc to disrupt Bel's performance as it would merely fly past her––possibly cutting her cheek––it would return directly into Sailor Moon's hand if not deflected. Sailor Moon would come to land upon the stage, fifteen feet from Bel; although she still needed to work on her landing. "Woah! I seriously need to work on this physical thing..." Blushing as she wasn't too comfortable in this sailor uniform just yet. Sailor Moon would remember her duty, almost allowing herself to get caught up in her own childish ways. "Ah!" Looking at Bel, she would point dramatically with her left index finger whereas her right would be placed upon her hip.
"Music isn't something you can just use to harm others! It's a gift, a blessing to be given such a beautiful voice––and you use it for evil ways?! That's just something I can't forgive; I stand for love, I stand for justice! I am Sailor Moon, and in the name of the moon...I'll punish you!"
TAGGED: KAI MCLANE , VERA , KAIL LANGE , ☾ MUSIC: Blinded By Light by Final Fantasy Series NOTES: Evil bitch! You lots better help me jump her. |
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Post by KAIL LANGE on Mar 21, 2017 19:48:31 GMT -5
[attr="class","smdbody3"] He watched the girl who dropped the glow-stick start to cower. He frowned, his lips parted to speak before the one known as Vera brought it back, tossing it at her. It wasn't exactly what he expected but he couldn't say he was often dissimilar. But something about seeing how uncomfortable Nozomi was bothered him and he shot Vera a terse grunt. The music droned on, although the company wasn't bad. If Nozomi didn't snap out of her terror soon he'd probably find a way to get her something to drink. He sighed, this was going to be a long night. Orihime was still bouncing along next to him, enthralled in the song. He had to sigh, a faint twitch at the corner of his mouth. "One day it'll be you up there? I can believe it..." Kai shrugged, feigning indifference. His voice was quiet, blending with the music. He watched Orihime from the corner of his eye and heard something strange. He furrowed, able to fill in the blanks for that last word. Love... Earth Prince?
Is this girl right in the head? Or... She was smiling one moment but the next she had dropped her sticks. He was going to reach to pick one up nonchalantly when the music shifted and something rippled through him. He panted, grasping at his pendant as weakness pervaded his body. He felt like dead weight, gravity drawn earthward but he fought it. Where was this coming from? "W-what.... the hell?!" he watched Orihime flee. It hurt, having it forced from his body. He could feel the sweat prick on the back of his neck as his form started to reverberate to the song. He had kept most of his power sealed. Maybe he still had a chance? But he was surrounded by civilians who would surely remember seeing the monster he truly was. Did you do this to me? You and your silly song? Or was it you Miss Earth Prince aficionado...He tried to follow her, dragging his body like a pile of stones. Where did she go? It wasn't like the civilians were his problem. Maybe Nozomi and Vera didn't deserve it. He sighed and felt a pulse of energy somewhere. Limping he drug himself to a wall, looking out to see what was going on. Maybe now he could drop his human guise. With no one in the corner, as everyone was enthralled by the stage he used his pendant to unseal what Chaos had made of him. "Grant me power Glorious Mother of Destruction," he dug his fingers so hard around the stone they whitened. "Lost Nightmare...." He inhaled, the shadows rising up off the floor like a smoky haze, oil on water. "Styx..." Underneath it his form was cast in complete darkness. The only things showing through the dark were two slits of cobalt blue where his eyes were. His arms extended, plated gloves lining down from his elbows. An overcoat formed on his back, a deep blue cross over his chest. He shook off the haze, clearing the transformation off each arm. The finishing touch, a cowl over his mouth, his long pale hair and a single horn rising from his right temple. The rivers of Tartarus... were also the rivers of Elysion. He turned, wanting to settle the mystery once and for all. He flexed his fists, clenching the gauntlets. The weariness still showed in his form as he staggered for a moment, then caught his hand on the wall. He could be mistaken for a stage performer perhaps. He couldn't use his powers to make anyone leave. All he could do was fight. If you did this to me... I WILL end you...
For some reason all he could do was think about the pieces of sheet music, rustling to the floor. His hardened scowl left him. He gained speed, willing himself through the damage Bel's song had wrought until he caught up with someone who looked suspiciously like Orihime, only to watch her issuing a proclamation to the songstress. Someone who still... felt like Orihime. He inhaled shuddered breath, his eyes heavy. He spat, using his inhuman speed to jump near the heroine, feeling an uneasiness in her presence. And yet... he couldn't move away. He stared at her target, feeling compelled to aid Sailor Moon for no reason other than... "Music isn't something you can just use to harm others! It's a gift, a blessing to be given such a beautiful voice––and you use it for evil ways?! That's just something I can't forgive; I stand for love, I stand for justice! I am Sailor Moon, and in the name of the moon...I'll punish you!""Damn you for making me care..." he growled, crouching down to hold his head. "This is your fault. Lets just get this over with and destroy the bitch."Because those sheets didn't deserve to be crumpled and neither do you.
He hated whatever part of him was in league with her. But he couldn't exactly say no. Maybe Mother Chaos would do what she did the last time he wasn't as cooperative. He'd had... far worse in his life. "What the lady wishes..." he was surrounded by a sputtering ring of red runes. It flickered, like a dying light and as it channeled, Kai winced. "Blood Fugue!" He bit his lip, keeping his focus as he started to make a break for Bel, raising his arm to twist the runes into crystal like shards, three that aimed for Bel herself. The shards were only at half power, but maybe they could at least hurt a little. He knew he wouldn't last long but nothing had ever stopped him from a fight for his life. And it felt like this Bel was going to choke it out of him.
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Post by KAI MCLANE on Mar 22, 2017 15:50:12 GMT -5
bittersweet. It was just like always. Those around didn't care about his situation and he couldn't blame them. He wasn't the type that people looked at for any reason, even if he was suffering. The bright lights, the noise. It was all just too much for him right now. Then he felt a glowstick hit him and the blunette glanced up to see the person who had arrived late tossing the item at him.
Did he really have to get up? It may be for Hikari's reputation but it was painful. Terrifying would be a more apt word for how he was feeling.
But that was why he was here. Despite the tears and the fear he needed to at least try and enjoy himself. So he slowly picked himself up and grabbed the glowstick, suddenly wanting to cheer along with everyone else? There was no way he could do that. It would ruin his 'image' as Hikari Nozomu. Even if he was Kai right then cheering with the crowd was impossible. That wasn't the kind of person he was...
Kai dropped the glowstick so he could wrap his arms around himself, just as he saw someone appear in front of him. The pretty lady - Orihime - was nowhere to be seen and there was a new blonde lady there in an unusual outfit.. This was terrifying and it made him shiver and shake even more.
"Wh-what's going on. I-I don't understand." he said, staring out at the stage. "Why a-are there people fighting?"
Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned his head to see his mother with a kind smile on her face. Her hair was wavy and black, holding out to give Kai a hug. "M-mama? I'm scared... there's cigarette smoke and it reminds me of f-father and-"
Before he knew it he was blurting all his fears out to what appeared to be his mother.
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Post by VERA on Mar 23, 2017 18:49:16 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","veraevent_bg"] [attr="class","veraevent_img"] [break] [attr="class","veraevent_iconbg"] [attr="class","veraevent_icon"] [attr="class","veraevent_tagbg"] [attr="class","veraevent_notebg"] [attr="class","veraevent_note"]╔NOTES╝ Vera.exe has stopped responding. Would you like to send an error report? [attr="class","veraevent_main"] While everyone else in the VIP section seemed to find themselves scrambling about, Vera was lost in the same trance as the rest of the crowd. The butt of her still lit cigarette would fall to the floor as she forgot its existence, earplugs doing enough to keep the sound of Bel's voice from being extremely overpowering but not enough to stop the effect. The lights that seemed to dance to the singer's voice would be the focus of Vera's attention rather than the singer herself, having not been that interested in the other woman to begin with. At least, until there were no longer any lights to stare at.[break][break] Suddenly she was no longer in the crowd at a concert, she was at home in her apartment. The sound of Bel singing no longer tried to pierce through her earplugs. Instead, a song played through a pair of speakers on the other side of the room that were connected to her iPod. Vera herself was sitting at her desk, staring intently at the screen of her laptop. She was hacking an old friend's Instagram at the moment, uploading a variety of embarrassing photos. This was her element; behind the screen she had complete control. She was safe.[break][break] It was only an illusion though, something that blinded her to the reality of what was going on. It was a welcome one, though. Vera didn't try to fight it, or question what was happening. She simply let herself be lost in this sanctuary that had been created for her. Completely unaware of the fight that was about to take place or the situation that she had gotten herself into, the young woman would continue to stare into space in a trance-like state... not that she could have done anything even if she wanted to. 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