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Living Pictures: Interviews

 
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 2:11 pm    Post subject: Living Pictures: Interviews Reply with quote

The theatre seemed calm during the light hours of day, but activity was alive and well inside. Decorated up for Carmen were still up, but posters reading "Living Pictures: Interviews --->" were set up outside the theatre and along the lobby to direct interested persons into the theatre and right up to front of the stage.

Several long, rectangular tables sat various patrons and performers, all organizing their paperwork and stations before people would begin to arrive. Katarina spent her time practicing for her role by taking pictures of her model, Andy, on stage to make sure that she could get all the pictures needed. A full-body picture and head-shot would be required of each participant, regardless if they wanted to work or be a model.

"Tha's perfec', Andy." Finally happy with the results, she set the camera down on the last table where her station was located. "You'll do it fer me though, yeah?" With the clock finally striking ten, Katarina made her way to the first table and declared, "I'm gonna be th' firs' person!"

The first table required a sign-in sheet and for her to pick up a packet of paperwork. Refusing to be dismayed over the relatively small packet, she took a clipboard and pencil and started to flip through the papers.

The first sheet was a brief questionnaire:

Name?
Katarina Smith

Height?
5'9

Weight?
124 lbs

Ethnicity?
Human

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
No nudity preferred.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
No

Any previous experience on or backstage? Rather than answer the question to it's fullest, Katarina just put down her profession.
Ballet Dancer

Special skills related to potential modeling?
Extremely flexible

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
Yes

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
No

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
No hair cuts. Katarina Smith

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.
Katarina Smith

The following pages were questions and surveys for job applications for artists, hair stylists, make-up artists, tailors, directors, musicians, carpenters/construction, light technicians or any other job that could be used for the program. The application required basic job experience information, references, as well as subject to portfolios, if necessary.

With the paperwork taken care of, Katarina went to the second table, where she turned her packet in to receive a sticky name-tag and a paper number that correlated to the number on the upper right-hand corner of her packet. Naturally, her number was 1.

Bounding up the stairs of the stage, Katarina held the number in front of her chest as Andy took several pictures so that her face could be linked to her packet. When the picture-taking was done, she returned down the steps and went to the last table where her station was at, setting down the paper with the number 1.

With the first participant going through the process smoothly, everyone waited in anticipation for other to come and offer their services to the program.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 4:19 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Riley was nervous. Truth be told, it was because she hadn't been on an audition since high school. Despite the many performances she'd been a part of over the years, auditioning hadn't gotten any easier. Still, she'd committed herself to being known as a dancer while she lived in Rhydin and until the Studios took off, a little modeling would help pay some bills.

She entered the theatre, feeling the thrill of excitement she always felt upon entering a place like this. There was a modest queue already and she patiently waited for her turn. Upon receiving the small packet of papers, she informed the people present that wouldn't need to have photos taken; she had a good head-shot as well as a full-length shot with her.

She perched on the edge of a theatre seat and filled out her paperwork quickly, but thoroughly.

Name?
Riley O'Rourke

Height?
5'9

Weight?
125 lbs

Ethnicity?
1/2 Irish, 1/2 Japanese

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
No animals, unless they are big cats

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
None

Any previous experience on or backstage?
Ballet - 25+ years; acting - 15+ years; singing - 15+ years

Special skills related to potential modeling?
Poised, confident, take direction well, previous modeling experience

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
No

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
None

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
No hair cuts, semi-permanent dye. Riley O'Rourke

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.
Riley O'Rourke

The paper work went quickly and seemed to be a standard sort of thing. She turned it and her photographs in at the appropriate station, accepted her number, which was 2, and went to sit down next to a pretty girl who, apparently, was number 1. Riley nodded and smiled to her politely and then slipped on her iPod earphones and began waiting.

Headshot:



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PostPosted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 9:58 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Lirssa poked her head inside and looked at the growing queue. On the good side, no one turned around to look back at the tail of the line. In fact, no one looked at her at all until she arrived at the table to pick up the paperwork packet. That was the first look. But with a quick survey of the questions, she had to grin. No where did it ask for age and nowhere did it ask for permission of a parent. "Yes!" She whispered in a shooting star smile, and she started to fill out the paperwork.

Name?
Lirssa (thoughtful pause before she wrote) S. Helston al Amat (then erased that and left just her first name)

Height?

(She hadn't ever thought to get measured, but thinking back she remembered Fionna saying while fitting some clothes to her -- ) Little under 5 feet.

Weight?
(Completely stumped, she wrote down --) Sorta skinny, but sturdy.

Ethnicity?
Human (--though that didn't seem to quite cover the truth of it)

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
(Well, she didn't want to be too particular, and looking over another's shoulder she wrote down --) No nudity, no snakes

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
No

Any previous experience on or backstage?

(This sent her pencil to scribbling) Not as specific stage, but been acting and acrobating since I can remember all around at fairs and tourneys and in the Marketplace

Special skills related to potential modeling?

Can be really still when I put my mind to it, and can twist myself all around

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
No, thank you. (Never hurt to be polite. Well, most times)

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
No

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
Not sure what contacts are, but as long as they don't hurt all times, I'm okay with whatever ya got to do. Lirssa

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.

Lirssa


Lirssa bolstered up her confidence turning in the paperwork with a chin raised up and got her number to get her picture captured by a magic box. Oh, it all was so very exciting, and wouldn't all the grown ups she knew be proud!
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 12:59 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Truth be told, Mataya was only a little apprehensive as she made her way into the theatre, more intimidated by the impressive building than the prospect of another audition. After all, she'd been auditioning every few months for all of her professional life so far. And as much as she didn't need the money ... she wanted to be doing something, instead of just sitting around and waiting for something to happen.

Walking down the aisle of the huge auditorium, she smiled to see the familiar shape of her landlady in the seats. Should have guessed the owner of the Dance Studios would be up for this. Forms in hand, Mataya moved to perch on one of the seats herself to fill the audition sheet out.


Name?
Mataya De Luca

Height?
5'4"

Weight?
126 lbs

Ethnicity?
Italian American

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
No nudity below the waist

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
None

Any previous experience on or backstage?
Dance (various disciplines) - 9 years; acting - 15 years; singing - 11 years

Special skills related to potential modeling?
Takes direction well, can hold a position still for as long as necessary, previous modeling experience

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
No, thank you

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
Latex powder - not latex itself

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
No special requests.

Mataya De Luca

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.
Mataya De Luca

It didn't take long for Mataya to complete what was, in effect, a standard audition sheet, and she added her portfolio to the forms, rising to deposit her application at the desk. Her number was taken - 3, apparently - and she returned to the seats, slipping down beside Riley and offering a smile across her landlady to the young girl on her opposite side.

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Portfolio

Headshots:


Examples of work:


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PostPosted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 2:22 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

She needed to drum up some more business. Free publicity was never a bad idea; though, she really had no idea what any of this meant. She followed along gamely enough - somewhere along the way she'd become a real pro at paperwork.

Name?
Fiora Shantalaine.

Height?
Short.

Weight?
A buck ten.

Ethnicity?
No thank you.

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
No orcs.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
No orcs.

Any previous experience on or backstage?
Acrobatics: Tightrope, trapeze, floor. I'm good with poi.

Special skills related to potential modeling?
I'd lie but you'd figure it out quick enough. Nothin special bout me.

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
Sure! Though I have no idea what that means.

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
I'm allergic to orcs.

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
Sounds fun.

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.
-F.



She waited in line for the picture thingie to do its work, liberally sprinkling the area with her business cards.
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:30 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

It had been Soerl who had chanced upon this Living Pictures event, and it had been he who encouraged Lydia to audition for modeling for it. She found herself rather apprehensive about the idea, but eventually caved, even if only to shut the minstrel up. She had feared a song about 'her beauty' was forthcoming if she kept telling Soerl 'no'. Although she had told Soerl she would only do this should he too offer his services of performance or fair face. It was only fair, after all.

Lydia felt somewhat intimidated by the large theatre, and even moreso upon entering. The crowds! So many were applying for this or that... already seeds of doubt were planted in her mind. Perhaps her... unique appearance wasn't what they'd need at all. Still, she had promised Soerl, by this point. So with a heavy sigh she moved along with crowds and lines towards the tables that had been set up. There, she picked up one of the packets. At least it wasn't a large packet at all.

Finding a seat, clipboard, and pen, the green haired elf began to fill in the various fields of the questionnaire:

Name?
Lydia Lute

Height?
5'1"

Weight?
I don't know the exact number as of now, just that I'm rather light.

Ethnicity?
Half-Elven, Half-Human

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
Nothing with ice or snow, or cold in general.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?

None.

Any previous experience on or backstage?

None.

Special skills related to potential modeling?
I'm not sure if it's really a skill, but fire does not burn me, nor do high temperatures bother me.

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
I am not sure what that is, so no.

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.

Ice and cold.

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
Anything non-permanent is quite reversible, so I have no special requests. Lydia Lute.

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.

Lydia Lute


Well that hadn't been hard at all! Lydia flipped through the packet beyond the questionnaire and looked over the various other jobs that people could apply for. Most were things she could not do or had no experience in, however, when she discovered an application for tailoring? The seamstress in her was quite delighted! That she could most certainly do. Perhaps that would pan out, even if the modeling application did not.

After filling out the application for tailoring in detail with her various experiences at A Stitch in Time, Lydia set off to get her headshot taken. So far, so good!

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PostPosted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 5:14 pm    Post subject: Living Pictures: Interviews (Everett) Reply with quote

Everett submitted to the pictures, blinking quite a lot at the flash. He had never, to his knowledge, been photographed before. The man had never even sat for portrait. After that, he sat to fill out the questionnaire in his careful tidy script.

Quote:
Name?
Everett Ogden

Height?
1.8 Meters

Weight?
11 Stone

Ethnicity?
English

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
No mortal danger, please.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
Not in this context.

Any previous experience on or backstage?
I have been near a stage. I am writing for the stage, presently.

Special skills related to potential modeling?
I follow directions precisely.

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
I am interested in anything that is within my capabilities. I could speak, if it were necessary.

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
Not to my knowledge.

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
I have one leg that is still quite wounded, and healing. I will need to be seated, or given use of my cane (or a reasonable stand-in). You may otherwise do whatever you like with my hair. I can grow a full beard, if it is required of me.

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.




After the poet signed the front, he flipped through the rest of the packet. There wasn't any other paperwork that indicated a want for writers, but he thought that it couldn't hurt to demonstrate his capabilities. He turned one of the sheets to the back and scribbled there, including it with his application:

Quote:
I am a poet and aspiring playwright, by trade. If words are needed in this endeavor, I should humbly submit mine, were it required of me. Below is a poor sonnet in the English style, composed spontaneously to indicate some semblance of my capabilities.


Humble, artless, hopeful English writer;
Pray pardon this fool in his motley coat,
Forgive the haste and mess that is his note.
He longeth but to shine a touch brighter.

My lady goes, for nothing can excite her.
But if you could, by charity, promote
The wishes carried in the words I wrote.
My muse may come, for here shall I invite her.

Though outwardly I must look pale and nervous,
How thrilled this man would be to be of service!

I cannot offer strapping male perfection.
The easy choice would be to have me go.
Choose me, anyhow! I, in turn, will show
That directed, I am a fine selection.

-e i o



It wasn't his best work, but it would have to do.


((For those unfamiliar with metric measurements, Everett is 5'10" and weighs a scrawny 155 pounds. If reference photographs are required of him for this storyline, I can hunt some down at a later date, just PM and let me know.))
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 9:01 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

What the hell am I doing here? Jay had on what passed for his nicest pair of clothes, a lime, black, and gray plaid flannel shirt with a black tee on underneath, a pair of khakis that were still in one piece despite being a bit wrinkled, and a pair of brown work boots that looked enough like dress shoes with his pants covering the tops of them. He could tell, though, by looking at the others waiting in their seats near the front of the theatre's stage, that he was out of his league. The women were either dancers, rivaling (and sometimes, exceeding) him in height and lithe, or models, a little shorter but bustier and more glamorous than the dancers. As far as the men went, Jay was of average height and weight compared to them, but he had but to look at their faces to know where he himself fell short. His left cheek, still marred with claw marks from his run-in with Soerl nearly two years ago, felt like a flashing pink “UGLY” sign painted across his face. That, combined with his crooked nose, gash scar under his chin and another thin scar that bisected his left eyebrow, and he was no match for the variety of handsome faces filling out applications. And God forbid they ask him to take off his shirt. He was guessing that heavily inked wouldn't be a positive for this endeavor.

So what was he doing in that theatre, dressed up as best as he could, nervously clutching a headshot and full body photograph that his co-worker at RhyDin Records had hastily taken and developed earlier in the week? It wasn't out of some deep-seated need to become famous; the taste of fame he had gotten from dueling was more than enough for him. No, it was more of an attempt to do something that would really get his handlers angry. He was tired of regimented days of training interspersed with work, of eating his meals at nearly the same times every day, of heading to the duels every weekend like clockwork. This would be something new, a break from the ordinary and mundane that seemed to plague him, even in a world as extraordinary as RhyDin.

Besides, he'd been told on more than one occasion that he had beautiful eyes...

***

Name?

J.J. Michael Capistrano (“Jay”)

Height?

6'0”

Weight?

190 lbs

Ethnicity?

Human. Italian descent, if it matters.

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?

Nudity acceptable if I'm by myself.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?

No

Any previous experience on or backstage?

Other than bit roles and backstage help for church pageants when I was a kid, not really.

Special skills related to potential modeling?

I've done a little bit of stretching and yoga meditation in the past.

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?

I'm probably not the best person to ask to do stuff like that, so no.

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.

Highly allergic to silver and wolfsbane.

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.

J.J. Michael Capistrano

Living Pictures also requires the consent of each participant for all pictures or media devices to be released for publication and marketing.

J.J. Michael Capistrano
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 12:40 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

She was late and she knew it. Blustering up to the table, the workers clearly packing up, she held out her hand for the application parcel with a defiant tilt to her chin.

"Sorry, miss..." The title rang out hollow from the nasal man's voice. ".. but the auditions are over. You should have been here earlier."

Her shoulders still heaved from her mad sprint to the theatre from Stars' End. Face flushed, Alice bristled and fought back any sign of weakness. There had been too much hassle to get this far to fall short now. Dropping the bag hanging from her shoulder with a thud, hands resting on the table before her. "Listen, tyen tsai, don'tcha think I woulda been here earlier if I coulda been? 'M here -now-."

Heaving a sigh of disdain, the man gave a glance to the others at the table and shrugged his shoulders, turning over an application reluctantly. "Be quick about it. You have five minutes."

Swiping a pencil from the table, she scribbled madly, holding the clipboard where she stood. She was going to do it in four if it killed her.

Name?
Alice Merryweather

Height?
5'10

Weight?
135 last I checked

Ethnicity?
One that produces redheads.

Any dislikes, limitations, or requests for either your modeling artwork or modeling partners?
I say no to naked.

Any preferences for solo or multiple people artwork?
Nope.

Any previous experience on or backstage?
Community productions, dance crew, ballerina.

Special skills related to potential modeling?
Can duplicate just about anything I'm shown.

Would you be interested in being a Master of Ceremonies for different artwork?
Nah.

Any allergies, particularly to cosmetic products? Living Pictures may require extreme appearance manipulation with cosmetics.
Wool, zinc.

Living Pictures as stated above, may require physical alterations. Each participant needs to consent to non-permanent alternations, including but not limited to: hair dying, contacts, hair cutting etc. If you have any special requests please state below before signing.
Keeping things natural -- no dye.


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Alice Merryweather

Dropping the clipboard back onto the table, she waited to be handed her number. The man scanned the clipboard and snickered outloud. "Ballerina, eh? You sure don't look the part." A thumb jerked over his shoulder. "Andy'll take your picture."

Taking the number with a forced smile, Alice did a curtsy and then executed a arabesque penchée to pick up her dropped bag. A smug grin as she caught his open stare, she muttered to herself as she moved on to the photographer's station. "Jen duh sh tyen tsai..."


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tyen tsai = genius
jen duh sh tyen tsai = an absolute genius


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PostPosted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 12:55 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Yo, Kid Scallywag!” Kazzy gave up her lean outside Mel’s Diner when she saw the dark-skinned half-elf with blond tips and a feathered earring in one pointed ear heading her way. He gave a good natured groan on hearing her.

“I tell you about one,” holding up a long finger for emphasis, “one prepubescent fantasy I had about a female pirate and you won’t let me live it down.”

“What? I think it’s sweet you were hiding nudie pics of Titania Ton, Killer Whale of the Seas, Pirate Extraordinaire, under your bed.” Kazzy’s snickering earned her a playful shove from Kid Scallywag, or Kain as everyone other than the stringbean called him.

“Yeah, yeah. So where you working these days? Rusty got anything new to tear down?”

“Not until it gets a little warmer out, Kid,” a leftover snicker escaping her. “That’s what I’m doing here. You hear anything about this new show the Theatre’s putting on?” Kazzy pulled out a pack of gum and offered Kain a wrapped piece.

He took the yellow gum and tossed the foil into a nearby trash can before shoving the piece into his mouth. “Yeah, man. Working it. Pay’s pretty decent.”

Kazzy perked up. “Sweet! That means you can tell me who’s managing the production.”

“Yes, I can.” Kain smirked at her without saying another word.

“…And you’re going to because not only are you awesome like that but there’s an introduction to that tattoo chick you drooled over all last summer in it for you if you do,” she finished for him.

Kain’s light brown eyes widened. “You know Nicki Needles??”

“I do now. The tattoo shop she’s at is right next to Mavis’ Edible Delectables where I worked last month. And her name is so not Nicki Needles,” she laughed.

“What is it then??”

“Uh-uh. You first.”

One eye squinted at her as he tried to figure out if she were lying to him. Kazzy grinned back at him filled with too much confidence in what she knew for him to doubt her. He smiled wide in return. “You’re not going to like it. It’s Syd.”

Kazzy winced. “Sydney Stickleratta?” She half-whined when she repeated the name. Kain snorted.

“You probably shouldn’t call him Stickleratta if you want the job, dude.”

She sighed with a heaving of her bony shoulders and nodded. “This might be harder than I thought.” She turned and opened the door to Mel’s Diner. The bells chimed and two elderly gentlemen passed by her. She held the door for them with another smile recognizing them from the prop shop they ran together down the street.

Kain cleared his throat. “Forgetting something?”

Though faced with a semi-daunting obstacle in her path to temporary employment, Kain’s reminder made her grin again.

“Dinah. Her name’s Dinah.”

The bells rang again as she disappeared inside to a haven of pancakes and malt shakes leaving Kain to imagine the future possibility of Dinah and her humming tattoo machine.
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With a touch of giant in his blood Sydney Carlotta looked like the last person capable of micromanaging the minutest details required to run any production in RhyDin. His hulking frame seemed better suited for a life of clubbing both enemies and potential mates alike over the head and dragging them back to his cave. Kazzy mentally reminded herself over and over again not to snicker, snort or smirk at the sight of Syd hunched over his too-small desk in his too-small chair working over a too-small budget with an itsy bitsy puppy-patterned pencil.

“Just set it down in the back,” was his gruff command. Syd didn’t bother picking his head up at the sound of footsteps approaching his doorway. His dark red hair was cropped close to the skull and his chin benefited from a fresh shave—by the end of production he would find himself fitting the long-haired and bushy barbarian stereotype that much more.

“Got a different kind of delivery for ya, Syd.” Kazzy put on a full wattage smile for him.

Now, to say Syd’s blood froze at the sound of Kazzy’s voice would sound as if the large man felt threatened by the stringbean’s presence. In fact it was more annoyance and perhaps a begrudging amusement that flowed through his wide veins when he picked up his head.

Syd eyed the covered paper cup in her hand. “Already had my coffee for the day.” He resumed correcting the budget in front of him again.

“But you probably haven’t had this.” Kazzy took a few bold steps closer to show the quasi-giant the contents of the rolled up bag she had been holding behind her back. “Catch!” She tossed it his way.

“Not on my papers!” Syd’s thick knobbed fingers made a decent grab for the bag without spilling whatever caused the wet stain on the bottom onto his budget. Despite his irritation at having his well-oiled, organized world disrupted his nose began to sniff at the sweet scent emanating from the bag. Kazzy watched and waited with an eager grin when he pried open the bag and removed the honey-dipped cruller inside.

“Just because you remember what I like in the morning doesn’t mean I’m going to hire you, Kaz.” And though he retained the gruff nature of his voice the sticky donut in his hand was already crumbling at the very least his resolve to deny her the satisfaction of watching him devour the treat.

Kazzy took several more easy strides with her stick legs until she stood next to him. She eased the cup of coffee into his free hand. Her voice almost sounded maternal and warm. Almost. “Aw, but Syd, you know I’m a hard worker.” She closed his fingers around the coffee. He did not put it down when she released his hand.

“There’s a lot of regulations I’ve got to follow. You’re a good worker but you’re a little fuzzy on when to stay inside the lines.” He peeled back the lid of the coffee and took a teeny sip.

“I’ll be good. I’ll do all the grunt work no one else wants to do! You won’t even have to ask me twice to get everyone’s lunch orders or clean the toilets or anything!”

Syd broke off a tiny piece of donut and ate it. He licked his fingers and took a larger gulp of the coffee with non-fat milk and artificial sweeteners. “I’m serious. I can’t have you running amuck. No skating amuck either.” The last part came as an afterthought.

“Let’s not sweat the small stuff, Syd! Who else remembers what you like for breakfast? You know how important it is to be a stickler for detail.” Don’t snicker. Don’t snicker. Don’t snicker. Crap.

“Something funny, Kaz?”

“No!” Really? You need to stop. Think about something sad so you stop almost laughing. Sad like that summer there was a heat wave and all the power went out at Frozen Tonny’s but you got there too late to enjoy any free melty ice cream. That totally blew didn’t it? It so did. “I’m just soooo excited and I’m going to make you proud of me, you’ll see, Syd!” Maybe the first thing I should do is get him a bigger desk chair. He’s all stuffed in there like some kinda Sydcordian. CRAP.

“Uh huh. You sure something’s not funny?” Syd stared at her. Kazzy balled her fist up and slammed it against her side to find some way to distract herself from laughing. She only shook her head making some kind of grunting noises meant to be a ‘no.’

He gave her another skeptical look but shrugged. “Fine. Come back Monday and we’ll see what you can do. I’m serious about the regulations. No screw ups.”

“Wow! Awesome! Oh you’re gonna be so happy, Syd!” Kazzy would have broken into another minute of exclamations but Syd shooed her off. Poking out a stiff bottom lip she worked not to grin when she nodded. She threw in a full-fledged salute for good measure before turning for the door. She wanted to get out of there before he changed his mind.

Syd cleared his throat with another sip of coffee. “And Kaz?”

Kazzy dared to look behind her having needed only a few more steps to make a hasty retreat. Syd licked some honey from his thumb.

“Make sure you bring my breakfast with you.”
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