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 Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 11:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 10:11 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 10:12 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 8:27 am
Bang Bang doing it for the Fame - Solo rp
Roxy had tried to seem interested in photography, it was about the only thing Auntie Trin called her 'passion'. Really though it was far too tedious and annoying. First you had to TAKE the photo's and then you had to develop them in dark room. She wasn't too fond of the dark room. It was probably was stopped her from getting really interested in photography.
She had whined to the woman about digital camera's, but Trin merly scoffed saying it was for amatuers. Gera of course stood his ever vigilant gaurd over her.
With a sigh she flopped down in front of the television, flicking the channels until she heard...herself on it. She flicked back, her eyes going wide as a song she knew only too well filtered through the speakers.
~ I want your ugly,
I want your disease,
I want your everything,
As long as it’s free,
I want your love,
Love love love,
I want your love . . .~
Roxy stared, she couldn't help it and then she inched up tot he television her face nearly pressed against the screen as the woman singing had her completely entranced.
It was Gaga. True she had baosted she knew the words to all her songs..and she did. But..the voice coming from the television was hers. Hers.
She honestly didn't know anything about Lady Gaga. She...didn't even realize how much she looked like her. Blonde hair...same eyes. Though her nose was a bit different...or maybe she was trying to find a difference....who knew.
She felt..strange. Instead of happy she found herself...worried. Lady Gaga....made her breathless, she was...everything she wanted to be. Chewing on her lower lip she didn't realize that she had bitten hard enough to draw blood. The taste brought her back from her thoughts and she pushed herself away and sat on her bottom heavily.
So...that was Gaga. Roxy found herself wanting to be more like her. The way she moved, the way she acted...reaching for the remote she went to flick the channels to see if she could catch another glimpse of the blonde woman she sang like.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:32 am
Is your punchline just a joke? - Journal rp Roxy was sitting in her room a pen to her lips as she tapped it, she was writing in her journal. And despite being a very hyper child, her writing seemed to be very down to earth...enlightening even. I can write out...every single word to every single song she has ever written. I look like her....I sing like her. Am I Lady Gaga? I already know I am not. I am Roxy. I am...just a kid. It was true, she was just a child, the blonde wearing only panties sat on her bed the door to her bedroom locked as she had told her brother to say out. She didn't feel like getting dressed...half of the outfits her clothes turned into were often very uncomfertable. I discovered today..Lady Gaga is actually a brunette, my hair is very blonde...I can't change that. So...who am I really?
My clothes imitate her costumes, am I in essence just a figure of her musical talent?
Am I just the representation of Gaga?The little girl looked at her writing took the page and ripped it out. She folded it into a tiny square...then unfolded it...crumpeled it up...then flattened it again. Finally...after a few moments of staring at the page she went about ripping it up into tiny peices...making snow flakes of paper confettii as she tossed it up into the air and let the peices drift down around her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:39 am
Reserved for meeting Ryuusei
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 10:25 am
Let's have some fun - Learning a skill
Throwing open her closet doors she looked upon the rows and rows of simple white T-shirts. She reached out and took one, staring at the cottan weave a moment before she went to slip it onto herself.
As soon as it setteled onto her small frame it morphed into something completely and utterly bright and different. Spikey and glittery all over. She looked down at herself...and sighed.
This wasn't what she was envisioning. Not one bit. She wanted to wear red. Not silver.
She took it off...it reverted back to the white shirt. She went to slip it back on and it went bright and vivid yellow.
Noooooooooo. Not what she wanted.
Growling a bit she ripped the shirt off her body again and glared as it reverted back to the way it had been previously. Plain and gloriously white.
Though she didn't want the shirt to be plain when she put it on, she wanted to have some say in what the result would be. Not just having to live with the randomness of what the clothes felt like being that time and day.
Taking a deep breath she tried to clear her mind, that was what all great ninja's and karati masters did right? after she felt like she couldn't stand being still another moment longer she went to slip the shirt on. Currently she just was envisioning the shirt staying just that...a white shirt. If she could manage that...then at least her furture endevours could be more complex.
She continued to slip the shirt on, taking her time as she felt the need to linger on this. Half afriad to open her eyes, she tried to dsicern by touch. The shirt hung awkwardly on her frame...it was a bit on the large side but that had never been a problem as it tended to shift to fit her.
But...could it be? Was...was it finally working out the way she wanted? Peeking an eye open she looked at herself in the mirror. Well...almost. The shirt was BRIGHT PINK but..it was still a shirt. And boy...it was the most unflattering shirt. BUT she did it! MOSTLY. But she did it! Giving a squeal she jumped up and down energectically.
Wait until she showed Kay!
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 8:27 am
I'm your biggest fan - Journal rp
You could say that Roxy had become obessed, she studied Lady Gaga's music videos, tring to mimic the dance moves (when there were any) as well copying her style of clothes. Having learned to vaugely learn how to control her clothes from morphing, it was very good practice indeed trying to get her outfits to copy the ones in the music videos.
Of course...there were some that her Auntie Trin had forbidden her to wear or mimic. Though in her mind, if Gaga could wear it ..well then so could she. She was in essence Gaga's voice right?
So she secretly practiced those ones in her bedroom, she couldn't wait to show Kay. Her pride was dashed of course with the ever presence of her brother stalking her.
"Geeeraaaaa..I am just dancing..you don't have to watch me like a hawk!" SHe stated with a stomp of her foot on the floor. THe blue boy merly turned and walked out of her room saying not a word. At least it had effectively gotten him to exit the room.
Taking a deep breath the girl went to place her item...the cd she had come from into her CD player and pressed play. She skipped through a couple of songs, looking for a song that she had yet to see a music video made of yet.
~Chase you down until you love me...pa pa paparazii...~
Aha! This song would work. She started it back at the beggining and then let it play. And thus she started. . .
It was hard....well harder than you would think to coreograph a dance to a song she was so familar with. She rather assumed that it would just come to her. Like a sudden blast of inspiration the dance steps would just fall into place.
~I'm your biggest fan, I'll fallow you until you love me...~
Chewing on the inside of her lip she tried a couple of moves she recalled seeing Gaga use in her previous music videos. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes, tilting her head as she listened to the beat, letting the music sway her body as she tried to focus only on that.
Maybe that was the problem though...she was ...so...familar with the music that she could predict it. Moving she went to turn the cd off and turned the radio on. She turned the knob, the CD player was a old one and tried to find a station.
Suddenly something came sharply into focus LOUD base hurting her ears slightly as it blared from the speakers. It...wasn't Gaga. It was something new...a male singer. She paused listening to him...blinking. It...wasn't Gaga...but..it had the heart of her...somewhere deep in it.
She found herself like the song despite herself...though she made no attempt to sing it, she began to dance....enjoying the freedom of the new...and unexplored.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 10:36 am
A costume for a Diva - Journal rp
She had been showing off her new skill to Mrrh. As he had more input on her clothing than Gera did. Once done her little fashion show she twirled and then ducked back up to her room. Her face flushing slightly.
He had called her a sexy lady. Lady. The word sexy meant little to her as it as something she had heard often enough on television as well through the music Gaga sang. Well it was true that a lot of her songs were rather sexual in nature.
But..it was the first time she had been referred to as...'Lady'. Lady seemed a much more refined term..one designated for the older generation. More classy. She looked down at her current apparal. It was far from classy. More like outragous.
Chewing on her lower lip she looked again to the mirror. Her current outfit was ...spikey and silver. Full body suit that looked much like she was wearing pointy bubble wrap. Tilting her head she tried to envision something..classier.
A dress.....the outfit shimmered and lengthened, it was something she was perfecting that was for sure. What was an elegant color? She though on it...the bubble wrap turning from clear to purple, green...blue...to finally resting on pink. Pink was a girly color right?
The bubbles flattened becoming more sily in appearance. It...seemed plain. A long pink dress. What would Gaga wear? Not something boring like this that was for sure... she was trying to figure out what to do..when the outfit started to morph on its own like it was alive. Hoops sprang from the cloth without her realizing it and they varied from darker shades of pink and purple.
Blinking she stared as the dress started to come alive...taking on that more Gagaesque feel. Hoops...why hadn't she thought of that?
Some days she felt very uncreative compared to her clothes. Why could it come up with such neat idea's whislt she was struggling away trying to just pick a color...?
"Stars..." she stated outloud, thinking of the little dragon and how many stars he had in his collection. She would dedicate this dress to Silver. Small stars appeared on the hoops and she wanted them bigger. They popped up all over the place and the gave a gleeful sound at how pretty it appeared to look.
It was more tiring to MAKE the clothes do what she wanted, but it was looking pretty good, she wished she could sew. EEEEE it would be so cute to make something for little Silver to wear! A MATCHING OUTFIT!
She moved over to a table and then took out a small pad of paper and a pencil and then set about sketching out a outfit for the small dragon.
"AUNTIE TRRRRIIIIIIN CAN YOU SHOW ME HOW TO SEW??"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:37 am
Reserved for Sleep over with Kay
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:39 am
Reserved for chocolate + 3 (Roxy/Mrrh/Kay)
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:06 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 5:03 am
Growth Prompt:
Roxy NEVER seems to be alone. In the shop, there is always someone with her. Gera, Kay, Mrrh, Ryuusei, Aunt Trin, Switch...someone. But what happens when she is alone, completely alone? How does she handle it, and what happens when she can get into contact with nobody? When someone finally does get home, how does she receive them?
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 8:17 am
Growth Prompt: A...alone?
It...was bizarre, somehow she had been enjoying the new sense of freedom with her brother actually leaving her alone for once. It had been a bit strange at first, but it hadn't really sunk in until one day when she found herself completely and utterly alone.
"Aunty Trrrriiiiin!" Roxy had called out skidding to a halt in the kitchen and finding no one there. Cocking her head to the side she shifted her tight clothed assemble until it was more a loose fitting dress before she approached the table and noticed a hand written or rather a hastily written note explaining that Trin had goine out for an emergency photoshoot and wouldn't be back till late.
That was fine, Trin was always out and about, she hardly acted like a parent at all. So the fact she was gone once again didn't bother her.
"Hmm....Gera...is gone...I wonder if Mrrh is downstairs!" She stated as she abandoned the peice of paper onto the table and then skipped her way to the lower level.
"Mrrrrrrrrrrh!" She called out though there were no signs of the older boy either. She blinked , though why she was surprised she wasn't sure. Mrrh was staying away from the shop more and more...and after her last meeting with Kay she wasn't really sure if he wanted to be around a little kid like her anymore.
There was a onset of worry flooding her mind. Kay was so busy she hardly saw him anymore, Mrrh was hardly at the shop anymore.....OH! She perked up, maybe Silver was here!
Cupping her hands to her mouth she called out the small dragons nickname but alas she got no response. Roxy dropped her hands to her sides, that feeling in the pit of her stomach making her a bit ill.
Dragging herself back upstairs she put herself back in the kitchen, moping a bit as she laid her uppper body on the table and fiddeled with the note, poking at it a bit before she looked at the clock.
Maybe someone would be home soon? Yeah...sure someone would probably be home any second now. She perked up at the idea and she pushed herself out of the chair and then went to work on her dancing. Any moment Trin or Gera would walk upstairs and she wouldn't be alone anymore.
Turning on her CD player Lady Gaga music poured out of the system, she sang along as she worked on her dancing and her clothing shifting. She was getting better at it and that made her pretty happy.
She had worked up quite a sweat as the last song died out from the speakers. Wiping her brow she rushed out of her bedroom a large smile on her face to great whomeever must of gotten home by now.
Skidding to a halt..she soon realized the house was still empty. Her face turned to look at the clock...an hour had passed. And...she was still alone.
Roxy immediately went to the phone and picked it up. Dailing she waited and listened to it ring and ring. But no one answered. Kay....must be out...
It dawned on her that she ahd never been alone before. A sense of abandoment flooded through her. What did no one need her anymore? The idea that she was not needed made her tremble. Maybe it was true....
Kay had grown...and then gotten so distant from her. He acted different around her...he probably didn't want to play with a little kid anymore. And Mrrh was gone all the time, hardly paying her mind unless she forced it.
The small dragon Silver was in and out so much, and though she had a lot of fun playing with him when they had a chance...he seemed so much more attatched to Mrrh than her.
Then there was Gera.
That had been the biggest change in her life. Dragging her way to the living room she went to flop on the couch. As much as she complained about her brother being her second shadow...she honestly missed him. It had been a bit of a shock to her, but perhaps his constant vigilance had become a comfort to her.
She was never alone with her brother there. Even if he wasn't exactly the most interesting or talkative...he had ALWAYS been there for her. A constant body gaurd. Now he was gone.
Her small body trembeled, she hadn't realized how much she missed him. Curling up on the couch she felt small sobs threaten to chock her. She wanted Gera....she wanted Kay. She didn't want to be alone. It was horrible.
Time passed and she cried. A lot. Sobs causing her small frame to shudder as she cried to pass the time. When she finally seemed to be all cried out she lay on the couch quietly. Hugging the pillow tightly the cover wet with tears.
Sniffling she realized that even more time had passed and everyone was still out. Time was dragging on slowly. Agonizingly slow.
Taking a deep breath she tried to distract herself. She was being silly. No one hated her, everyone was...just busy. Yes. And soon someone would be around to talk to again. She...just had to be patient.
Getting up she worked on shifting her clothes once more, though it onyl reminded her of Kay and his reactions to her outfits. So she went to practice her dancing again....but she got tired after awhile. When she dragged herself back to the kitchen only another hour and a half had passed.
Giving a annoyed sound she went and flopped down onto the ktichen chair again and bgan to rip up the note in small peices. She tried not to think about it....
THUD THUD THUD...
Perking up instantly she pushed herself out of her chair and then rushed to the stairwell.
"Gera!" She cried out happily, her brother looking up in vauge and mild surprise as she suddenly launched herself at him.
He caught her as best he could in managing to try and not hurt her at the same time. He was made of metal after all.
"Roxy?" He quried as the girl didn't respond, just a happy smile on her face now that she wasn't alone anymore.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 9:26 am
I'm a big girl! But where are my pillows? - Growth ResponseTo say in the least it was hard to ignore that she was suddenly older. In the middle of the night she awoke to find herself suddenly having the floor rush up to meet her face. Groaning she slipped the rest of her body off the bed and rubbed the sore spot on her cheek that had made contact with the floor. Yawning she hadn't really realized she was older until she went to crawl back into her bed to discover everything seemed..off. Blurry eye'd she rubbed a palm into face trying to wake herself up some more. "whu..." she mumbeled as she crawled onto her bed and slipped into the sheets, her face snuggling into her pillow that seemed..smaller. Sitting up she looked at the pillow a moment wondering if it had shrunk some how. "Hmmmm..." The blonde mumembeled again picking up the pillow to look at it more closely. It looked like the same pillow as always. Strange. Looking around dumbly she found that her constant living night light wasn't in the room..another new quirk she wasn't use to just yet. Fumbling she went to turn on her nightstand table, temporarily blinded when the light was turned on. Blinking furiously she looked around and spotted herself in the mirror at her desser. What the. Getting up she dragged herself in a rush over to the mirror to stare at her relfection before she ran a hand through her long blonde hair and then cupped her..rather small developing chest. OH MAI. She had grown! But...where were her pillows?
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