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Post by Gabriel Fidel on Jul 24, 2013 23:54:34 GMT -5
► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO
turn me up when you feel low,
That concert was a complete mess. He wasn't sure which asshole it was who told him an elephant stomped on everything and the show couldn't go on, but he was just about furious at all of his staff. One of them ended up pulling a practical joke on him that just about canceled his concert in Naruki City. He spent the thirty minutes right before his concert crying, and not preparing for it at all. Staff did their best to get him concert ready, but he ended up performing in regular clothing with a tear stained face. And with how the media always tried to hound him, he was sure they noticed.
Nianzu just felt lucky that the concert still ended up good, but his explanation to everyone around about someone telling him an elephant stomped everything wasn't a very good excuse. Even though he was telling the truth. He didn't want to get into an argument, and all they seemed to be doing was yell at him, so he left. He bolted away, running to god knows where until he found a nice, dark area to hide in. He found an alleyway not too far from his concert area, and sat down at the corner of it. He curled his knees to his chest and hugged them tight. It was an excellent hiding area, except for the fact that someone was getting mugged in it.
Nianzu sat down on one side while the other person was being mugged less than 20 feet away. He was completely unaware of it until he heard shouting. He turned his head at the commotion and saw this site, but decided he couldn't do a thing about it. Getting hurt was not an option, and the only way he wasn't about to was if he let the other person handle their own business. For all he knew, the other person being mugged was the bad guy, and the other two were only defending themselves. Nianzu sat back and watched it all go down, from the moment the person was jabbed in the guy, to when his money was taken from him.
It was all fine and dandy where Nianzu was at until the muggers turned to see him. That wasn't a good thing, either. He was someone famous, just there in an alleyway, waiting to be kidnapped. He didn't like the sound of being mugged, but by the time he got up to leave, the two men were on both sides of him, aiming knives at his face. Nianzu would have given them all the money he had, but he left it on his wallet, which was still in his dressing room. He only stood there as the two men pointed their knives at him, wishing there was a way for him to get out of this peacefully. This was all happening because someone told him there was an elephant. He was going to murder his staff with words when he got back.
this melody was meant for you,
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►TAGS: Lul whut?►WORDS: 499►STATS: HAN: 10; REI: 10; HAK: 7; SEI: 13; BUK: 10; HOH: 10template by AERON of BTN!
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Post by Yun Qing on Aug 3, 2013 10:36:44 GMT -5
You wish you could be me Stats: HAN: 9 REI: 7 HAK: 6 SEI: 6 BUK: 9 HOH: 8 Yun had seen the entire ordeal, at least what had gone on on stage at Nyan's concert that night. He looked like a wreck and while he still did a good job it was utter crap compared to what he normally did. She really regretted taking the time to go, dressing down and wearing an ass load of make up and a wig to blend into the crowd because she would attract all the attention from the somewhat.. very off concert he fellow nonhuman was putting on. She had gone backstage after to see what was going on and of course got the full story about the joke. She didn't understand why Nyan would believe that some random elephant would come out of nowhere and destroy his show but who was she to question? He was very serious about these things just like she was. Weird things did happen too.
From there she tracked the other idol down, finding him sitting in a place that was just asking for rape. In fact she was pretty sure some one was getting raped just a few feet away, beaten senseless if nothing else. The guys got finished up with that poor loser and then made a turn toward Nyan and while he easily could have killed each of them he didn't even seem to move. Yun growled under her breath, stomping forward, glad she was still in her disguise. She got in between the men and her friend and obviously didn't seem that intimidating and they could barely control their laughter. Oh Hell no. Yun attacked and held back nothing, going right for their obvious leader in the back, pulling his freakishly style hair that looked like a loaf of break was growing from his forehead. Already that had him squealing like a girl before she even brought her fist right into his face, sending him flying back a few feet. He flailed around, getting up to his feet and making a run for it, followed shortly by his confused followers.
Finally she turned back to the other shinigami, dusting her hands off before she went to take off her wig. Sure there was still that one beaten up guy in the alley but what was he going to say? That Yan He, teen Chinese idol, went and beat up a bunch of thugs? He was probably fucking delusional anyway. Yun wasn't very worried about him. She instead chose to take a seat next to Nyan, leaning forward so she could look up to his face. "So you kinda bombed that one huh?" she asked, knowing full well that was why he was out here giving exactly zero fucks about anything. "I'll make sure I'm around to keep the elephants away next time alright?" she promised and it could have been taken as sarcasm but she hoped he wouldn't jump to that conclusion. She wanted to reassure him somehow. This was why she wasn't in squad four anymore though. She placed a hand on his back, knowing that was a somewhat soothing thing to do. "Sitting out here and getting mugged isn't going to help out though. Its awfully hard to sing when you're beaten up you know. Let's go in some place okay?" she offered, giving him a big smile. She was being adorable. Who could deny her like this?
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Post by Gabriel Fidel on Aug 8, 2013 21:34:32 GMT -5
► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO
turn me up when you feel low,
Nianzu was about ready to give up his pacifist ways and beat up these humans. He was sure he could take them on, but that would go against everything he believed in. Luckily for him, his friend Yun came in to save him. She didn't have pacifistic morals, and couldn't give a damn about her image, which was perfect for him. The men laughed when she stepped in between them, but he knew that she could be dangerous. She proved herself while she kicked their asses, which made him relieved that he didn't have to do it himself.
Nianzu was elated when she sat next to him. She could be so cute sometimes. An now he had Yun insurance for whenever there was an elephant wrecking his shit. He laughed at that comment. He was an idiot for believing such a story, and he knew that. Nianzu would never lie to anyone by saying he had any actual intelligence. "I'd still sing, even if the rest of my body is unable to function. There is no stopping me." He joked aroung with Yun, even if the humor was a bit dark for normal people. They weren't people, though. They could joke however they wamted.
Nianzu tried to get up as soon as Yun mentioned leaving that area, but he stepped on his hair before his body was fully erect, causing him to fall flat on his ass. He attempted to get up again, watching out for his hair this time, and stood straight. "WHERE EVER WE ARE GOING, WE MUST GO THERE NOW!" He was eager to leave their current location as soon as possible, and didn't even care where they went. But Nianzu was unfamiliar with that area. "Lead the way" He didn't really care where they ended up, as long as it was away.
this melody was meant for you,
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►TAGS: Nianzu, Yun►WORDS: 306►STATS: HAN: 10; REI: 10; HAK: 7; SEI: 13; BUK: 10; HOH: 10template by AERON of BTN!
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Post by Yun Qing on Aug 9, 2013 22:52:28 GMT -5
You wish you could be me Stats: HAN: 9 REI: 7 HAK: 6 SEI: 6 BUK: 9 HOH: 8 She was glad to see that her words were having some effect on the other idol. She really did hate to see him so down on himself. Damn though, Yun couldn't help the roll of her eyes with his cheesy as hell words about how nothing could stop him from singing. It was one of the lamest things she had ever heard him say. She giggled after, just shaking her head a abit to get over how weird of a guy she was friends with. She completely lost it when he was snapped back down into his seat because his foot was perfectly placed over his hair. It probably hurt but it was so funny to watch him have to recover. Thats what he got for keeping his hair long.
Finally he got a hold on the whole concept of standing and seemed excited to go where ever they were going to go now. Honestly it was a bit difficult to decide on a place since neither of them were un diguise of any sort except maybe the amount of make up Yun had caked on her face to look like some kind of cheap whore. That was how she blended in at night. If some one had a problem with that then too fucking bad for them. "Alright I got it!" she spun around and took Nianzu's hand, taking off in a speedy walk out of that creepy alley they were in, passing right by that guy that got beaten up. Seriously it was a shame Yun didn't care enough to do anything for him. It was also a shame Nianzu, a damn healer, didn't even care enough. Honestly that guy had to have the most depressing life ever. He was probably better off just like... lying there and dying or something.
When they got out of the alley Yun led her friend down a few streets until they reached this really classy looking place. She figured they could get some private room to enjoy the night in and drink and have fun and all that kind of stuff to get Nianzu's mind off of all that concert stuff. She walked inside and instantly the pair got a few looks from the hostesses. She explained what they needed and in no time one woman went off to get something ready or something like that. Yun didn't really get what she needed to get ready but whatever. As long as thy didn't get hounded by people Yun was fine. Just like she was cursing herself for saying it some one walked in and saw them, some one Yun had seen at the concert earlier. "Fuck.." she rolled her eyes and turned around, hiding her face a bit. Nianzu could take care of this one after she saved his ass. He would probably get an ego boost from whatever this fan said if they noticed them.
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Post by Gabriel Fidel on Aug 25, 2013 15:30:47 GMT -5
► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO
turn me up when you feel low,
Yun took his hand and dragged him out of the alleyway. Though, before they made their final exit he got a glimpse of the beaten up guy, who Nianzu completely forgot about until he looked him in the eyes. If only that guy was more vocal about needing help. Then Nianzu would have been able to do something, probably. He wasn't really sure if he was feeling up to healing someone at that moment. It seemed like too much work to do on someone who didn't even say they wanted help. Such a shame they left before the beaten guy could even receive help.
Yun dragged Nianzu to a place that looked like trouble no matter how he saw it. Any public place filled with people was a recipe for drama. When they got in, they were already receiving strange looks. Nianzu was sure it wasn't him causing those strange stares. He got a better look at Yun and decided it was her. She had on whore make up, and now everyone around probably thought he entered a club with a prostitute. It would be funny explaining how this 'whore' was actually a fellow idol who he was sharing drinks with. He already knew that would stir her up and cause drama all on her end, but it would be fun to watch.
Nianzu began admiring the people in this place. They were all dressed in strange, and not at all attractive. The outfits were far too form fitting for anyone's own good. Then he heard Yun curse. He was about to lecture her on her language when he looked at what she was cursing at. They were being surrounded by fans. He almost thought they were Yun's fans, but one of them had began to speak about his music. He wanted to stay and chat with them, but he wasn't in the mood for fans. "I'm sorry, but we have to go somewhere else right now." He hoped his bullshit remark would help people understand he didn't feel like speaking. He was there to get drunk with Yun, and damn it.. he was out to get shit faced. The lady Yun spoke with before got their private booth ready, and led them to it.
this melody was meant for you,
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►TAGS: Nianzu, Yun►WORDS: 377►STATS: HAN: 10; REI: 10; HAK: 7; SEI: 13; BUK: 10; HOH: 10template by AERON of BTN!
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Post by Yun Qing on Aug 25, 2013 16:27:54 GMT -5
You wish you could be me Stats: HAN: 9 REI: 7 HAK: 6 SEI: 6 BUK: 9 HOH: 8 Yun was more than happy to keep her back to the fans that had gathered around them. So far no one had said anything to her. Apparently her disguise paid off even when she had trashed that annoying wig that basically turned her full prostitute. Right now her insane make up and trashy clothes only made her a wannabe prostitute, maybe a loose one night stand for the pop star beside her. No fangirl wanted to acknowledge they date of the man they were fawning over. Yun acted the same way when she was flirting herself. Now that she thought of it she was ignoring a bunch of girls now and was acting really nice. Oh god it was just like she was flirting. Yun's face lit up in a blush, which was probably hidden by the fuck ton of foundation she wore. No way in hell she was flirting with Nyan! He was Nyan! Not like he was bad looking or she hated him but... but... that was just wrong!
When the woman came back Yun was so ready to get their booth and get away from bitches girls and weird thoughts. Getting a little bit drunk... a lot of bit drunk would just about take care of forgetting all of those issues. She kept a hand over her face, looking down to assure it stayed hidden, not only to keep from being recognized but also to avoid anyone noticing her blush before she got it under control. Her other hand grabbed Nianzu's wrist, giving him a tug as a sign to both him and those girl's that it was time to go. If anyone followed she'd just kick their asses or pull their hair until they cried like children. Chick fights got brutal that way and Yun wasn't above going so far right now.
When they reached to booth, Yun dove into one side, sliding to a stop. The first thing she did was get a napkin and begin wiping her face. It was so heavy. She hated it. She turned to the woman that lead them here and asked for a glass of water to help her get some of the heavier stuff off. She left for that right away, giving the two idols a chance to decide what variety of alcohol they were going to get. "How shit faced are we getting here?" She asked, not giving a damn about her language obviously. She just smiled in a 'whatwhile are you gonna do about it' way, glancing over to her fellow shinigami in disguise, finally not thinking about stupid things. Shiro was back in the Soul Society. Right now he was her current prize. Yun must have just been a bit out of it since she hadn't had a boyfriend in a while. Words: 487 || Notes: -- |
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Post by Gabriel Fidel on Sept 12, 2013 22:58:44 GMT -5
► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO
turn me up when you feel low,
Nianzu was dragged to their private booth, but he didn't resist her. He knew she wanted to get out of that area, and he wanted to get out of there even more. Dealing with people was hard work, especially now. It just wasn't his night, and he was sure he couldn't keep up the friendly appearance for long. He was still in shock from what had happened earlier, or at least his version of shock. His head felt like it was going to explode, and there was no telling when. He was always so lucky when Yun saved him, even though they both know full well Nianzu could save himself. Well, she did. He forgot he could do it more than half of the time, which often led him to strange panicked situations which she saved him from. He was sure it gave her more grief than needed, but it didn't look like she minded too much.
Nianzu was almost relieved when he saw Yun wiping the make up off her face. Women looked much more beautiful when they weren't wearing it. Or at least they did to him. He liked the natural look more than the fake one. He slid into the seat opposite of Yun and heard her ask for water, making him even happier about her quest to take the make up off. Though, her inappropriate language made hi a bit less happy. He replied to her with a hint of disappointment in his voice "You could do something about your language." His tone cheered up almost immediately once responding to her question. "However, Very shit faced, as you put it. Very."
Nianzu realized he didn't have a drink in mind that he wanted. In fact, he didn't know what type of drinks there were. How was he supposed to get 'shit faced' if he didn't know what would do it? He realized he hadn't come up with a drink when the woman came back. She asked for their order, and Nianzu motioned for Yun to go first. When it was finally his turn, he just decided to go with what was easiest for him. "Whatever is strongest." He was sure it was going to be an opinion based drink, but he didn't care. It was bound to be strong to him, considering he was a lightweight when it came to drinking.
this melody was meant for you,
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►TAGS: Nianzu, Yun►WORDS: 395►STATS: HAN: 10; REI: 10; HAK: 7; SEI: 13; BUK: 10; HOH: 10template by AERON of BTN!
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Post by Yun Qing on Sept 15, 2013 17:06:33 GMT -5
You wish you could be me Stats: HAN: 9 REI: 7 HAK: 6 SEI: 6 BUK: 9 HOH: 8 Yun was pretty sure she was just smearing the make up all over her face at this point. When water was brought though she was relieved. It made the task of wiping every last bit away. She was pretty sure she shed a few pounds with that act. God make up was so gross. Another thing that was gross was how Nyan went ahead and commented on her language choice, even though he was probably just joking with her and smiling afterward. Still she crossed her arms and turned her nose up to him. "Maybe you should get out more and fucking lice some and worry less about fake ass elephants" she retaliated, sounding offended. Clearly she wasn't though, playfully sticking her tongue out just seconds later. "First step is totally getting shit faced off your ass" Yun laughed and dropped her arms down. Nianzu was well in track to this plan, ordering the strongest thing this place had. Yun got her turn and basically just pointed to a picture of every colorful drink she saw as she flipped through the drink menu. She was going to be puking up a rainbow later but it was probably worth it.
"So are we done being emo emus?" She asked sweetly, leaning forward on the table and resting her head in her hands. Under the table she sent a light kick toward her fellow idol's shin just because she could. He could pout and be a pussycat if he wanted. She'd just kick his ass for it or something. She hadn't gotten a chance to try and beat him up in so long. "It's so not fair that we never get to hang out" Yun put on a pout. Sure she had been the one that opted to swap squads and all that, but the chances of Yun ever taking a scrap of blame was minimum.
"We should have a slumber party" she exclaimed out if nowhere. It wasn't like they were likely going to be parting ways tonight anyway. She'd probably have to walk him home, or vice versa. Making it a party just made it a better situation. They could gossip and she could make Nyan's hair pretty as she gossiped more. There was a lot of shit talking that Yun could cram into one night. She could talk about her soon to be boyfriend too! He could help her get some chicks to back the fuck off when they got back to the Soul Society. No one fucked with idols! Words: 487 || Notes: -- |
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