Al the life of the famous. Assumed to be all glitz and glamour, well - you've got it wrong. There are scandals abound, and plenty of people trying to get their fix.
We are an animanga based roleplay, placed in one of the easiest countrys in the world to become famous - Japan! Welcome to GET MY FIX!
Post by hana matsumoto on Jul 9, 2016 8:01:46 GMT 9
❊ BACK TO NEVERLAND ❊
The day had flown by, and before she knew it, Hana was being sent out to try on some new clothes from Shibuya 109. She was the head female model for their company, and apparently Yamamoto wanted her there today. It wouldn't have been such an issue if her morning hadn't been packed full of vocal lessons, excersizing, and small photo shoots which all started at 6 AM. At this point in the day she just wanted to relax.
Gaze falling to look at the time on her cell phone, she was beginning to wonder where Teru was. Her little assistant was usually right around - but at the moment he seemed absent. Hana still had an hour to kill before she was expected to meet Yamamoto, so she had stopped to grab a crepe. Even though she was wearing a sun hat to help shade her, and large black sunglasses, the mid-day sun was sweltering. It felt like her shorts weren't short enough, and the chiffon shirt she wore wasn't loose enough - when in all reality they fit perfectly fine.
Stifling a yawn, the model took a small bite from her crepe and scanned the crowd. Damn you Teru, hurry up already.
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Why Alex had thought this was a good idea was beyond the brunette, but there wasn't much use stopping now. They were already inside, and as massive as the complex may have been; it seemed they were some of the few males that were actually in the store. Maybe it was simply an off day or it wasn't close enough to that time of year where all the anniversaries happened, because even for a store meant solely for women...there was seldom a male anywhere. Alex would have felt uncomfortable if it weren't for the various glances he and his band mates would receive. Apparently the females here knew who and his group were, because occasionally he'd get that one fan who'd approach him out of the blue for an autograph. Usually when that happened, several of those who'd witnessed would come in to get their own as well. It was a vicious cycle that all started with one brave soul approaching him, and Alex knew he couldn't be rude to his fans. He would deny autographs though, they were the one thing he wanted to be worth something. He wouldn't give it out to just anyone that asked, though his band mates seemed to have differing opinions.
Some would sign arms, chests, books, and whatever other object was flung their way. Alex wanted to be known as the singer without a signature. Very rare, and no doubt cherished by any lucky fan who was to receive it. Needless to say he wasn't going to hand them out everywhere. So, in a place he shouldn't have been, the singer continued to glance around. Tufts of pink being the first notable sign that another artist was indeed here as well. Almost entirely abandoning his group, the male waved them off in silence as they handled the small horde that had gathered around them. Alex, now much to busy with meeting his new acquaintance, made his way through the crowd. Stopping just short of the woman, he smiled before extending an arm. Going to quietly hang on Hana with some amusement. "Hana! What are you doin' here girl? Well...you probably have more reason to be here than I do, but it's good to see you!"
Post by hana matsumoto on Jul 10, 2016 7:17:40 GMT 9
❊ BACK TO NEVERLAND ❊
Clouds were passing through the sun's bright rays as she finished her crepe in one last bite. She licked the little bit of blueberry filling that had strayed onto her fingers, off, and then stood up to throw the trash out. Behind her, she heard excited shrieks coming from a flock of girls. It wasn't too surprising, since a lot of celebrities ventured out this way, so at first she didn't turn around. Swiping her thumb across the lock screen on her phone, Hana checked to see if Teru had messaged her yet. Nope...
With a heavy sigh she decided to head in without him. She knew the business well enough to get by without having him here. Taking off her sunglasses, she tucked them on the collar of her shirt and headed towards the door. Hana gave a side glance to see what the girls were freaking out about - and realized it was an acquaintance of hers and his band. All the members were good looking, that was for sure, so it didn't shock her that girls flocked immediately.
Alex, however, was ignoring them all and pushing through the crowd. Wait, is he headed toward me? She blinked and took off her sun hat so she could see him better. When he addressed her so familiarly, Hana arched a brow and took a step away from him. "Hello Alexander." She spoke with a cool voice; not icy but not as laid back as his. She was in business mode, and hadn't planned on stopping to talk to someone she rarely met. Hana was interested as to why he and his band-mates had come to a female clothing store. "Picking out clothes for your next show?"
A smile lit her face as she recalled the line-up of musicians for the festival. "Oh that's right! You'll be at the ECF this year. Please tell me you're going to wear dresses." She laughed and felt her phone vibrate. It was Mashiba calling, but honestly she didn't feel like dealing with that woman right now. Looking beyond him, she noticed a few girls who were on their way to hassle Alex. That was one thing she enjoyed; yes she was famous - but never swarmed by anyone but photographers.
"Behind you," she said, pointing at the screeching girls.
They may not have met often, and perhaps that was partially the fault of their scheduling, but Alex was entirely taken aback with the greetin he'd received from her. She'd treated him like an acquaintance, more creep than fellow label artist. It almost made him want to end the conversation there, and for the most part his mood began to sour at the thought of her opinion on him. Maybe it wasn't his fault for her seemingly unwarranted distance, or it was just how she was.
Either way Alex was unprepared for the inevitable shift that divided them. Still stunned, he tried to think of what to say next. He was unable to do so, until she took to mentioning the festival they were soon to be apart of. "Yeah, it's great to apart of something so big. No, seems we aren't going to be wearing dresses though. We're just here to get Jason some gifts for his new girlfriend. I don't think they'll last too long but he insists." He smiled, as if he were telling a hardly known secret.
Her laugh almost immediately brought him back into spirits, watching her look down at her phone with some discontentment. He too frowned for a moment before his vision was redirected to the conglomerate of fans that were making their way toward him. The women were always the most vicious of his fans, but it was too be expected when you were the lead singer of a sort of boy band. Needless to say, he didn't have any intention of getting eaten alive by the hordes of women that laid behind him. A ghastly grin crossing his features before moving to take the pinkette's hand, attempting to lead her through the crowd so that they may continue the conversation upon the end of this rather daring chase. Hopefully she could keep up, or had just left him to running....
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