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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 7:57 pm
"Hey you," a voice behind Sakurai said as finger poked him in the back of the head. "What's wrong with you?" The voice said again as the poking continued to a rhythm. "Why are you being to emo? Being emo is a waste of time....and wierd."
The person poking him in the back of the head was Taki, who had stopped her walk down the beach to try to pester Sakurai out of his rut. She was crouched down so that she had a one arm hug around her legs and her chin rested upon her knees, her bloood red eyes drilling holes in his skull. Her legs were just far enough apart to reveal a washboard stomach, hairless, smooth skin abound and that she was well endowed in the chest region. Her other arm was dedicated to poking Sakurai in the back of the head.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:30 am
Sakurai noticed that he was being prodded in the back of the head. He was not amused. He plucked out his earphones and threw her a look. It was totally Taki. He had seen her on set a couple of times, but she hadn't been introduced in the series. "I'm not being emo. I just don't like anyone here. Um, I mean. The people I know... That are here; I don't like them. Personally, I mean. Because, I know Yochimu. Uh. I don't hate him. But we've only got a 'hello, see ya' relationship. Um." Sakurai realized that he was babbling and shut up.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 2:14 pm
selscol Silly Genji A very disgruntled looking man, with dark circles under his eyes looked up from his paper work. "Ah. Another one," His voice was so dry, it was impossible to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. "Right, come on, have a seat." He said motioning to a stiff chair in front of him. "Uh ok..." he said as he took a swift seat. "Excuse me... What would you like me to do...?" He asked with a curious gleam in his eye. He looked at the man and noticed his tired and dusty voice. He decieded it was better to just wait instead of rush things. The shut his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'd like you to tell me about yourself and why you think you think you could play the role of Fujiwara Oukoji." He replied. It was obvious he had said this many times today. The man was weary of the lack-luster performances of late and was not expecting an better from the young man sat in front of him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 7:06 pm
Silly Genji Sakurai noticed that he was being prodded in the back of the head. He was not amused. He plucked out his earphones and threw her a look. It was totally Taki. He had seen her on set a couple of times, but she hadn't been introduced in the series. "I'm not being emo. I just don't like anyone here. Um, I mean. The people I know... That are here; I don't like them. Personally, I mean. Because, I know Yochimu. Uh. I don't hate him. But we've only got a 'hello, see ya' relationship. Um." Sakurai realized that he was babbling and shut up. Taki turned her head a little as she said, "You're kinda strange...you know that kid?" She gave him a quirky smile as she ruffled his hair and said, "But I'm a little strange myself sometimes. Just try to cheer up 'k?" With that she got up and walked down to the surf, revealing for a moment before she dived in, that she was wearing a thong.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 11:15 am
String_Theory Silly Genji Sakurai noticed that he was being prodded in the back of the head. He was not amused. He plucked out his earphones and threw her a look. It was totally Taki. He had seen her on set a couple of times, but she hadn't been introduced in the series. "I'm not being emo. I just don't like anyone here. Um, I mean. The people I know... That are here; I don't like them. Personally, I mean. Because, I know Yochimu. Uh. I don't hate him. But we've only got a 'hello, see ya' relationship. Um." Sakurai realized that he was babbling and shut up. Taki turned her head a little as she said, "You're kinda strange...you know that kid?" She gave him a quirky smile as she ruffled his hair and said, "But I'm a little strange myself sometimes. Just try to cheer up 'k?" With that she got up and walked down to the surf, revealing for a moment before she dived in, that she was wearing a thong. Sakurai merely grunted. Then he saw something he probably shouldn't have seen. "She probably did it for the lulz." He muttered.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 11:47 am
Off in the distance you could here Taki yell out "Got you pants!" before Akira began chasing her through the stomach deep water as she whipped a pair of swim trunks in the air.
;p
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 1:37 pm
Silly Genji selscol Silly Genji A very disgruntled looking man, with dark circles under his eyes looked up from his paper work. "Ah. Another one," His voice was so dry, it was impossible to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. "Right, come on, have a seat." He said motioning to a stiff chair in front of him. "Uh ok..." he said as he took a swift seat. "Excuse me... What would you like me to do...?" He asked with a curious gleam in his eye. He looked at the man and noticed his tired and dusty voice. He decieded it was better to just wait instead of rush things. The shut his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'd like you to tell me about yourself and why you think you think you could play the role of Fujiwara Oukoji." He replied. It was obvious he had said this many times today. The man was weary of the lack-luster performances of late and was not expecting an better from the young man sat in front of him. He rolled his hair into place and looked down at him. "Because I can act like I have power over you, and in each and everyway, there would be no denying it." He said as he gave him the overwhelming look of superiority. The soft face of the boy that was there had disappeared, into a harden mask of power. He then sat back down and smiled. "Well..?!" He asked excitedly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 1:48 pm
selscol Silly Genji selscol Silly Genji A very disgruntled looking man, with dark circles under his eyes looked up from his paper work. "Ah. Another one," His voice was so dry, it was impossible to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. "Right, come on, have a seat." He said motioning to a stiff chair in front of him. "Uh ok..." he said as he took a swift seat. "Excuse me... What would you like me to do...?" He asked with a curious gleam in his eye. He looked at the man and noticed his tired and dusty voice. He decieded it was better to just wait instead of rush things. The shut his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'd like you to tell me about yourself and why you think you think you could play the role of Fujiwara Oukoji." He replied. It was obvious he had said this many times today. The man was weary of the lack-luster performances of late and was not expecting an better from the young man sat in front of him. He rolled his hair into place and looked down at him. "Because I can act like I have power over you, and in each and everyway, there would be no denying it." He said as he gave him the overwhelming look of superiority. The soft face of the boy that was there had disappeared, into a harden mask of power. He then sat back down and smiled. "Well..?!" He asked excitedly. There was a spark of life, that ignited in deep within the depths of the tired man's eyes. A the corners of his lips began to curl, and eventually formed into a smile. He pushed away his paperwork of his desk, awarding him expressions of shock from his co-workers. In succession, he stood upon his seat, and planted one leg onto his desk, and curled his hands into fists, eventually raising them to the face the ceiling. Shinji was always eccentric when roused. "Welcome to Unfaded, my name is Shinji, and from this day onward, you will be known as Oukoji." He boomed, all signs of fatigue instantly vanishing. "The rest of you... MAY GO HOME."
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 2:00 pm
A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me).
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 2:54 pm
selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:08 pm
Silly Genji selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO. "If it isn't the idiot making his daily appearence." Muuga said and then slammed another can of beer. "I thought you'd be at home drowning in cash from your crap a** sponsorships."
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 4:06 am
Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO. "If it isn't the idiot making his daily appearence." Muuga said and then slammed another can of beer. "I thought you'd be at home drowning in cash from your crap a** sponsorships." Not even slightly taken aback by Muuga's typical hostile attitude. "Er. Yeah. Well, it's time to get filming again. You should get back to the studio." Shinji said, with a non-committal jerk of his head. He made his way over to the beach, and ran into Ifuuki and Chiyo first. "Ah. Kabuku-san and Tanekowa-san, it's time to get filming again. Would you kindly make your way back to studio?" Shinji asked the ladies, with a tired smile on his face. The fatigue was kicking in again.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 1:55 pm
Silly Genji Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO. "If it isn't the idiot making his daily appearence." Muuga said and then slammed another can of beer. "I thought you'd be at home drowning in cash from your crap a** sponsorships." Not even slightly taken aback by Muuga's typical hostile attitude. "Er. Yeah. Well, it's time to get filming again. You should get back to the studio." Shinji said, with a non-committal jerk of his head. He made his way over to the beach, and ran into Ifuuki and Chiyo first. "Ah. Kabuku-san and Tanekowa-san, it's time to get filming again. Would you kindly make your way back to studio?" Shinji asked the ladies, with a tired smile on his face. The fatigue was kicking in again. Stars shown in Chiyo's eyes when the good looking Shinji spoke. Ifuuki on the other hand did not look up. "I'm not ready to go back yet. Tell them to wait."
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:50 am
Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO. "If it isn't the idiot making his daily appearence." Muuga said and then slammed another can of beer. "I thought you'd be at home drowning in cash from your crap a** sponsorships." Not even slightly taken aback by Muuga's typical hostile attitude. "Er. Yeah. Well, it's time to get filming again. You should get back to the studio." Shinji said, with a non-committal jerk of his head. He made his way over to the beach, and ran into Ifuuki and Chiyo first. "Ah. Kabuku-san and Tanekowa-san, it's time to get filming again. Would you kindly make your way back to studio?" Shinji asked the ladies, with a tired smile on his face. The fatigue was kicking in again. Stars shown in Chiyo's eyes when the good looking Shinji spoke. Ifuuki on the other hand did not look up. "I'm not ready to go back yet. Tell them to wait." Shinji sighed. Everybody had learned to bend a knee to Ifuuki. "Yes, ma'am." He said, sweeping his hair back. He waved to Chiyo before he walked over to his senpai, Sabu. "I see why you left her." Shinji muttered, leaning on the life-stand.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 2:46 pm
Silly Genji Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji Dragon Sneeze Silly Genji selscol A silent screech of "YESSS" went through his head. His parents had told him to stay home and not waste his time, but he had proved them wrong, and it was time to send a letter. Oukoji proped himself back up, and shook Shinji's hand reguardless if Shinji wanted to or not. "Thank you." Oukoji then walked swiftly out of the building, and back to the hotel he was staying at (Time for sleep for him and eating time for me). Shinji rubbed his eyes. He had finally come a across an interesting young man. It was not his performance that had impressed Shinji. It was his eyes. The boy had the spark. He was talented, but would also improve along the way. Shini leaped over his table and made his way over to his Cadillac Escalade. He drove his Cadillac Escalade to the beach. He parked his Cadillac Escalade in the parking lot, next to a truck. On his way over, he saw a billboard of himself, sporting a flamboyant pose that would make any other male want to beat Shinji to death, advertising Sexy-sex Shirts. "Nice." He winked. In his Cadillac Escalade. Shinji turned of his radio, and put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Nice" He mused, looking at himself in the mirror, and grinning a grin worthy of the cheshire cat. Shinji kicked his door open, hoping to make an impact, but the only person in the vicinity, was Muuga, with his perpetually stogie, stuck in the corner of his mouth. "Ah, Geba-san, good afternoon." Shinji waved enthusiastically, albeit slightly disappointed. It was strange seeing Muuga without his make-up on. He looked like a hick, but if you concentrated on his face, he was quite attractive. BUT NOTHING ON SHINJI. WHO IS A MODEL THAT EVERYBODY WANTS TO MAKE A SEXYTIME TO. "If it isn't the idiot making his daily appearence." Muuga said and then slammed another can of beer. "I thought you'd be at home drowning in cash from your crap a** sponsorships." Not even slightly taken aback by Muuga's typical hostile attitude. "Er. Yeah. Well, it's time to get filming again. You should get back to the studio." Shinji said, with a non-committal jerk of his head. He made his way over to the beach, and ran into Ifuuki and Chiyo first. "Ah. Kabuku-san and Tanekowa-san, it's time to get filming again. Would you kindly make your way back to studio?" Shinji asked the ladies, with a tired smile on his face. The fatigue was kicking in again. Stars shown in Chiyo's eyes when the good looking Shinji spoke. Ifuuki on the other hand did not look up. "I'm not ready to go back yet. Tell them to wait." Shinji sighed. Everybody had learned to bend a knee to Ifuuki. "Yes, ma'am." He said, sweeping his hair back. He waved to Chiyo before he walked over to his senpai, Sabu. "I see why you left her." Shinji muttered, leaning on the life-stand. "Well life gets complicated somehow." Sabu responded, "You working on your day off again? That'll kill you you know."
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