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Post by Juni on Nov 2, 2020 8:55:46 GMT -8
“Are you suppressing your encounter with Rotaro, Fenrir-san?” Juniper giggled, “Yes, their main showroom is not like the corporate offices of Capsule Corp, the staff use 3d holographic technology to design what you require, so I am confident that they will make your dream a reality of what you want built. Ah. Thank you. I have quintuplets now, they will soon be old enough to travel with their own retainers, as soon as my husband approves of it.”
Juniper smiled when Vanielle introduced himself, offering the food he prepared for the shoot, “Greetings, Vanielle-san. Thank you for preparing this for us.” When Barlei joined the catering area, he smelled like sake, and he introduced himself as being part of the film in the next scene. “Nice to meet you, Barlei-san. You did well to make those rocks hit the main star convincingly, I am looking forward to the final edit of the film of that particular scene. My name is Juniper Dandelion Tea, the tan woman over there by the main star is my older sister Clove Tea, this is my dear friend Fenrir Vulk.” The Dandelion princess motioned her hand over towards the others with her, “I was recently introduced to Nase and Waka. We will be in the next part of the film together, looking forward to working with you.”Clove was busy getting Brussul’s autograph, by the time anyone noticed she was gone from the group, she missed the introductions from Barlei and Vanille. The back of her yellow track suit was signed with a permanent marker, it was an outfit the mountainous saiyan wore in a different Kakarot film, and her yellow eyes were glistening as stars. By the time she rejoined everyone standing by the catering, it was Waka who began a conversation with her, wondering what their role in the production would be. Brussuls the muscles had changed out of his signature turtle school uniform, wearing a designer training suit with the Capsule Corp logo, his hair was no longer styled in the traditional Kakarot persona, and was holding a green furry creature. Standing next to him was his manager, Son Dan Myeong, who was being followed by a red panda, and he looked at his smart watch for their next scheduled appointment. Director Cabbage waved at his main star, thanking him for today's production, and dismissed them as returning to the set tomorrow. Director Cabbage, a horse bestman, informed everyone that newly arrived to enjoy the catering until the set was changed so they can take their roles as extras in the next part of the shoot. The set was changed from the mountain side to a chapel, with pews lined up, the crew took their time to decorate the new set to look like a wedding with fresh flowers. Racks of clothes were brought out from storage, everyone Clove brought over were going to play martial artists who attended Kakarot’s wedding in the film. Cameras were set at the altar, facing the pews, as walls were moved in to enclose the space, with the spotlights on the ceiling illuminating the set. The crew observed the fighters, fortunately they were all around the same height of their main star, so the clothes that were brought out would fit from the selection, everything on the rack were muted colors to blend in with the other extras who were being prepared for the next scene with hair styling and make up. After our heroes were done eating, they would need to choose the wedding clothes they desired to wear on set, as well as getting groomed for a formal appearance by the makeup crew. “Waka-san,” Clove grinned, “Are you going to wear a dress or a suit? Can I sit next to you on set?”[630] [11,491/14,000] Wakana Waka Nase Fenrir @null Attachments:
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2020 13:55:20 GMT -8
He was poked and prodded at, pulled this way and that by the swarm of costume designers and make-up artists. There would be no resisting the necessary wardrobe change for the upcoming wedding scene: his bomber jacket, dirty jeans, and heavy boots were tossed aside in favor of the cultural milieu of the set piece changes. He struggled in his chair, head turning from side to side to avoid the powdered crap the woman tried dabbing onto his face. "H-Hey, lay off lady! I never agreed to this." The flustered woman let out an exasperated grunt of frustration, prompting Director Cabbage to butt in. "Hey, you want a crack at Brussels, don't you?" Barlei went stiff in his chair. "'Course I do." "Sit still, and he's all yours." Barlei's eyes widened. He wanted nothing more than to punch Brussels in his stupid, macho gut. He didn't want to get pampered for this next bit, but a fight with that guy might just be worth it. He settled into his chair, his dark gaze full of devilish intent. "Fine. Do your worst." He didn't resist when the lady patted his face with the puff ball, nor when they stuck him in a pair of stiff, formal black robes. Little could be done about his wild, cow-licked hair—as untamable as the man himself—but by the time the crew rushed him back out to join the others, he looked like a whole new person. He stared at the fake flower he'd been handed, frowning as he approached the others. "This feels kinda dumb. But hey, at least I get to—" He froze, mid-sentence. Something was wrong. His eyes frantically combed the face of every individual in the room, but the truth was obvious. That dense energy signature was gone—Brussels had left the building. "Aw, damn it!" He threw his flower down and stomped it once for good measure. "I shoulda known that bastard would duck me." He huffed, folding his arms and scowled at the geta sandals clad on his feet. "All for nothing. I look like a goddamn samurai. Ridiculous." [350] words [1,682] word total [11,841] mission total
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Post by Fenrir on Nov 4, 2020 19:03:26 GMT -8
Rotaro. Why did that name sound familiar? There was something about it, but as he stood there, for some reason, Fenrir could not quite place the name. "Suppressing the encounter with Rotaro?" He tapped his chin, rubbing his chin pensively, "To be honest, I don't quite remember the name. I get the feeling I should, but I don't quite recall who that is." He was wracking his brain, attempting to put a face to the name, but nothing was coming up. Ultimately, he shrugged and moved on to something that interested him a lot more; they, Capsule Corp to be specific, had the technology to create his desired vehicle, what he needed to carry forth his vision. That sounded very interesting to him and it brought a nice warm grin on his face, eager and excited. “Oh, then I must say, you had my curiosity, now you have my utmost attention. I can’t wait to go visit them then.” Of course, as soon as they arrived on set, he was distracted by Brussuls the Muscles and Vanille. Vanille was not as tall as Fenrir. His eyes were a bright sparkling color and his lips were set in a warm and friendly yet still polite and reserved smile. His face almost radiated a warmth that even caused Fenrir to pause and stare for a moment before his eyes fell onto the catered table. There was so much food on it, he had to admit he was impressed by the sheer scale of the operation. There was enough food there to feed ... oh at least a small militia and a half and still have food left over for the next morning. This one person catered all that? Fenrir didn't show it, but he was already liking this person, even if on just a simple professional level. They were good. They presented themselves in a polite and friendly, somewhat informal and casual yet still professional manner. They did not just name drop their location, but merely mentioned that they owned an establishment, perhaps to create some sense of curiosity within the group. That was also a good plug for his establishment, as the young man could have just told them that he catered the food and they were welcome to it. Nay, he said he owned a watering hole, or bar Fenrir had to imagine or club, he couldn't tell - again it created curiosity - and also exposed his credentials. He liked him. He liked him a lot. That and the fact that he had an appealing face, a surprisingly soothing voice, and a sweet scent that he couldn't quite place, all worked in Vanille's favor. He certainly had the face of a man that belonged on the cover of a foodie magazine. "Yes, the food is catered. They wanted everyone to be well taken care of during the shoot. I made a bit extra just in case the extras and cast got hungry; from time to time people stay on set for half a day shooting or more, so it's always good to have snacks and food available to keep their energy up." When Waka commented to Vanille, a small smile crossed his face, “Oh, my little watering hole; it’s called The Chrysanthemum, not a very simple name but my investors wanted something that sounded fancy. Frankly, I would have personally gone for something a bit less pretentious. It’s why I just call it my watering hole. You are all welcome to visit any time, free drinks on the house on your first visit,” Vanille offered them each a card before he very politely excused himself as he had to work on some things and he knew that they had to get ready for their shoots. Fenrir was watching all of the film crew, working around the set, getting everything set up for the next round of filming. There were so many people there; makeup artists, set designers, camera crew, and so many others. And off to the side, the seven foot tall wolf could see the long haired Vanille, checking things off from a list on a clipboard he had with him; possibly an inventory of all of the food that had been catered for the shoot. “I kind of want to see what that green thing is,” Fenrir was being ushered away, toward the makeup station, where he was surrounded by a group of makeup artists and costume designers who looked over his attire. It was already quite nice, but they wanted to see how he would look in a different attire. The women stared at the seven foot tall wolf as he removed his blazer and then set it aside, “Well, let’s begin, should I change into something else?” Several of the women appeared eager to get him out of his clothing but attempting to maintain an air of professionalism, they instead offered him a new suit, a grey colored affair that he held in his hands and then went to change. It didn’t take him long, but when he returned, he was dressed in the suit and thankfully it fit him quite nicely. The women looked him over (more like visibly ogled him) as he looked himself over in the mirror, seeing how the outfit fit him or worked for him. He would admit, he liked it. The clothing that he had been given fit him perfectly; it was formal and appealing yet it was not overly extravagant. It looked like something one would definitely wear at a wedding ceremony. The tall light haired man was ushered over and then was then sat down near the others as he listened and watched Barlei and his antics with the makeup artist he was assigned. So, the reason he was there was to take on the lead star. Interesting individual that one. He was a bit wild and yet simple minded. “I don’t mind being an extra. Never really spent much time in front of a camera before; even the advertisements that I did in West City weren’t all that big. They were little league stuff; and for the most part, they just kind of had me shower off with Hatchet Bodywash or help customers at a butler cafe. Aside from that I wasn’t given much direction or any lines to remember. So I’m not used to this kind of thing. So if I’m relegated to extra, I don’t mind. Plus, Clove was the one that they seemed more interested in anyway. I’m just here to watch her shine and have fun.” Fenrir sat back, allowing the makeup artists to work on him, which they were happy to as he didn’t struggle or put up as much of a fuss as Barlei neither was he self absorbed or demanding as other celebrities they had worked with in the past had been. "Ridiculous?" Fenrir peered over at Barlei, his eyes sweeping over him in a very obvious way, "Hm, I think you look pretty good, you clean up well," he didn't even bother hiding his flirtatious tone, a small grin crossing his face as he looked the man over. WC: 1,200 | 3,870 MWC: 13,041 / 14,000 HIS SUIT: EDITED BY DELVE
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Post by Nase on Nov 7, 2020 10:15:22 GMT -8
After eating his fill from the food offered by Vanille (not as violently as Barlei did, mind you), Nase made sure to thank him again as he turned back to the group. The guy really was good with his work, humble too, though he did help to make him feel underdressed for the occasion. I mean, it was just a movie set, so it shouldn't have been too serious, right? Huh, what do you mean, 'a wedding'?! Luckily, he wasn't expected to go as is, as people were coming in to help them get ready. "We're guests, huh? At least that'll mean we won't be too in view if something's wrong. So, when do you think they'll start?"As the young man said this, he noticed Barlei being whisked off into a room, presumably to get him dressed and ready for the scene. "Hah? So soon? I just finished eating..."Before he could even turn back to the group, Fenrir was being taken away as well, and almost as fast as Barlei disappeared, the tall wolfman was gone too. Before Nase could say anything, he felt a person's hand on his shoulder which caused him to flinch. Turning around after holding in his shock, he noticed a woman behind him dressed in a suit with a pin on her that said "make-up/ costume des." in gold. The woman then raised her other hand which had a bunch of make-up brushes sticking out from in between her fingers. "You're going to be coming with me." Quickly being dragged by his jacket, he barely had time to wave before he was taken to be prepared. Looking around this new room he was in, Nase was shocked as he glanced down and saw his jacket had already been removed to the table that the woman was putting her stuff on. Just how fast was she planning on working?! As she turned back to him, the costume designer, without warning, lifted off Nase's undershirt, revealing both his augmentations and his large tattoo as well. Pausing to think for a second, the woman clapped her hands as she eyed the startled shirtless man. "This... will take a while." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - After a few moments, Nase had returned to the group, now in a full black and red suit and with more red in his hair than before. Guess they had to pick more or none. Finding it hard to move as much as he wanted, Nase awkwardly fond his way over, with his hands noticeably deeper in his pockets than normal. "They said I have to keep my hands covered the whole time, 'cuz they can't hide the vents. They somehow covered my symbol, though."Stretching the collar slightly, he revealed that make-up was covering the dragon emblem, even though he had clothes over it. "So, we ready?"
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"Let's get this over with soon, alright? I think this collar's on too tight."
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Post by Wakana Waka on Nov 8, 2020 5:09:02 GMT -8
Though she took a moment to notice, Waka didn’t miss Clove’s newest souvenir – rich kids, indeed. But, maybe she was being petty… everyone had their stars, right? Waka might not get all excited over this guy, but she’d probably be begging for some authors’ autographs. Just… minus storming into their writing rooms and getting a part in the transcript, anyway. But, it looked like everyone was taking it easy for now; and even moreso with the reassurance of the Director. Cabbage, huh – that was a name she knew, but more from advertising advice columns than directorial debuts. Ah, maybe she just didn’t watch enough movies.
She didn’t pay any attention to the set changing around them, assuming she wasn’t a part of any of it – she’d be lucky to get in a ‘crowd looking shocked by mass destruction’ scene! So, for now, snacking and chatting took priority. Sadly, Vanille vanished as quickly as he appeared, and she found it hard to keep the name stuck in her head… she was pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to write it properly, let alone pronounce it right. The card helped, but… she wasn’t lacking in business cards with her habit of trying to stay friendly, to say the least. Oh well… she could always keep an eye out. At least, as much as one could in a city as big as the West.
While Fenrir was outright ogled, Waka wasn’t handled with nearly as much care; and while Nase was dragged aside, Waka wasn’t handled with nearly as much gusto. Unsurprisingly, and understandably, the staff left to handle her had no idea how to approach her. They were mostly juniors, seeing as the looks sponsored by the big brands would inevitably go to those who were easy to fit, and that meant such outfits demanded the attention of the best of the studio. And, in the meantime, Waka was woefully ignorant to the situation evolving around them, until Juniper broached the topic. ”Eh… eh? H-Huh, me? S-Suit?” blathered the girl briefly, her stoic demeanour shattering – ”T-That’s – don’t be crazy… hey, you can sit wher'ver you like, but…”
In the end, the huge fox was ushered aside by the interns left behind, capitalising on Waka’s confusion. Thankfully, her casual demeanour saved them some panic, but… there was still the biggest issue – the elephant in the room, though Waka was usually the first to say it.
”Right… yeah, I’m kinda huge…”
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It was a bit like a dream. No, this whole day had felt like one – maybe she’d been the one knocked out in that tussle earlier. Yet, she was quite sure she’d spent some minutes being fussed over; time she wouldn’t get back. And… time she wished she had more of. Though she only got the attention of the junior staff, Waka proved to be all too easy to work with; too humble and meek about the matter in spite of her demeanour to be a bother – though, once things got going, she could barely open her mouth to speak.
In spite of calling herself a thug so much – Waka did like to look pretty. Looking cool was great, but… well, she didn’t drown herself in trashy romance novels just for fun. She kinda – wanted that. So, to be spoiled with makeup, even if it wasn’t like that of a true star, it was a little pinch of wish fulfilment for her. Though she still had her blank expression, the fox looked a little more spirited by the end of it… and, it was hard to tell if that blush was makeup, or just her.
It wasn’t hard for Waka to stand out at the best of times, but her sweater usually at least toned down her appearance a bit – now, she was particularly hard to ignore. The black dress ought to look out of place in a wedding, but it looked almost a bit too energetic rather than dour. A halter neck and lacy front, not to mention knee-length skirt, ought to have been too forward for someone like Waka – but, a black wrap over layer offered a full length hem instead, and toned down the dress beneath with a little bit of a professional and elegant look. Business on top, party underneath... even the waistband still made her look a little slimmer, but maybe that was just because the top drew attention to other matters entirely…
But, the dress nor makeup weren’t really the thing that made Waka look a little ridiculous – not, not even her sandals were the part that didn’t quite fit. No, that’d be the tiny ponytail her hair had been put into… clearly someone had gotten a bit too excited with what little hair she had to offer. Alas, the lady herself couldn’t spare the care to notice, busy being self-concious. She was too nervous to even really admire the others’ looks!
She… never really got to dress up, before…
Fenrir’s suit made him look like a prince, Nase’s suit made him look like a movie star, Barlei’s formalwear made him look like a samurai, And Waka… her dress made her look like a bachelorette…
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Post by Juni on Nov 8, 2020 8:49:59 GMT -8
The wedding ceremony of the extras as guests in attendance was captured without issue, Brussuls was going to be at the altar with a descendant of Mai Briefs tomorrow. Director Cabbage was planning to use film editing to make it seem like they were all in the same room using a green screen of the couple the following day. Among one of the extras, Verna Tea snuck into the film shoot, dressed like a doll, a cousin to the Tea sisters who was rather clingy for attention. After the shoot everyone was paid for their hard work and were invited to attend the screening of the final film. @null Wakana Waka Nase Fenrir
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