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@brooktumanday
joshua magsilong alvarez & he/him / cis man ‷ watch out , brook tumanday has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 21 years old and celebrate their birthday on april 4 . they are from panglao, philippines, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as musician & student. one thing you should know about them is that his father was a local witch doctor. ‷ ( thia, she/her, 21, gmt )
knxxgrffxn·:
knox furrowed her brows but definitely wasn’t about to turn down any sort of help. “really? you’re willing to help some random girl on the road?” her face remained impassive and her words a bit curt. “i could be a killer for all you know.”
“sure. you can’t possibly want to harm someone with a face as cute as mine, wouldn’t you?” despite his constant efforts to maintain a ‘bad boy’ image, he knew he looked adorable. “besides, i’ve been learning that roswell is not that wild a town. not much happens here, to be honest. i don’t think you’re a killer.”
shinyemmeralds·:
Esme sighed deeply. She had thought of furthering her education after graduating, but had decided not to when she got the internship. “I’ll pay for your milkshake, then. I think you need it.” She lightly tapped Brook’s back twice, her subtle way of saying ‘I’m here for you’. “Well, at least you’re almost free. Two years isn’t that long, soon enough you’ll be graduating!” She got ready to order a strawberry milkshake for Brook, and settled for a vanilla one for herself.
“Really?” he said, sincerely touched. “Thanks so much.” He was trying to be more independent, but he had to admit that he sometimes felt lonely because of this. He was glad that he had friends as well. His friends assuaged the loneliness he felt as he was trying to detach himself slowly from his family. He giggled, half-awake, at his milkshake. “Strawberry. Reminds me of my girlfriend.” He was talking about Rose, of course, and her love for pink, as well as her tendency to blush all strawberry-like around him.
location: the middle of town
status: open to all ( @roswellstarters )
with a heavy kick to her car, knox let out the loudest scream of frustration she could muster. of course her car had to break down. she shouldn’t have been so surprised, really. the car was as old as a grandmother—hell it looked like it belonged to a grandmother back in the 60s at most. all she wanted to do was drive it and the car load of flower pots back to her apartment, but apparently luck wasn’t on her side that day. she heard footsteps approach and grunted, “yeah, i know, i’ll be out of your way in a few minutes. but if you know how to hotwire a car, it’ll definitely go a little quicker.” the last part was a bit more sardonic.
“um, i’m not, but i can drive a car. and i have one.” he asked, “where are you going? i could take you there.” he’d passed his driving exam when he was 16, but he couldn’t afford a car until pretty recently, so he felt proud of being able to offer that to strangers now.
open starter @roswellstarters location: planet 7
“Pleaseeeeeeee”, Pandora begged, tugging at the sleeve of whoever had been unlucky enough to come with her that night. “I love karaoke. I promise, no one will be judging you! I’ll even let you pick the song, okay? I just can’t stand only being an observer!” She resisted the urge to pout, only giving her companion a wide eyed look, teetering on pleading, her face full of excitement. “And the next drink is on me.”
“Nooo. I’m gonna have to perform with my band soon,” he complained. “I need to preserve my voice.” In reality, he was simply shy.
for: @roswellstarters ··· location: the crashdown cafe time: early morning
Esme sometimes just needed a little caffeine, and that was the reason she found herself at The Crashdown Cafe. Unfortunately, the spread of milkshakes was always more tempting than the coffee. She still had some time before having to head to the radio station. Still, Esme took her time looking over the menu, ever the indecisive type. She turned to the person beside her, talking absentmindedly. “I never know what to choose, you know? Strawberry, chocolate, maybe vanilla.” She bit her lip. “What are you having?”
Brook could barely keep his eyes open. “I’m having strawberry,” he said groggily, yawning. “God... I wish I could just drink it right now....” Waiting to get your order taken was merely a small inconvenience of life, unless you were a stressed-out undergraduate like Brook. “I can’t believe. Five years. My undergrad degree takes five years. Not even four. Some people only have to do three. But no, I had to do architecture. Five years. Oh, God.” He had two more years.
fletcherliu:
there was a negotiation between the part of fletcher that wanted to give brook the belated birthday celebrations he so deserved , and the big-brother influence that needed him home , safe , at a reasonable time . as their glasses clinked together , he threw back a hearty sip of tequila with barely a scrunch of his nose or a twitch of an eye — the stoic façade of an army man . “ that’s why you have to find what you like . start off with fruity cocktails , some ciders , that sort of thing . once you’re comfortable with those you can branch out to the shots , the mixed drinks , and then the harder stuff , “ years of returning home , alone , and cracking open a bottle had hardened the older male to the sting of harsh liquor . dimples sunk in his cheeks upon hearing of his friend’s drunken antics . “ i don’t want to hear of you getting to any trouble you can’t get yourself out of , alright ?? i don’t need to be coming down to the sheriff’s department to bail you out , “ a joke , he hoped ; although fletcher knew , if asked , he would be down at the police station in a second , handing over bail and scolding his ersatz younger brother with a waggle of his finger . “ i guess i loosen up a little when i’m drunk . we’ll have to wait and see , keep the drinks coming . who knows , maybe i’ll be a stuntman with you by the end of the evening . “
“don’t sweat, kuya fletch. i’m probably the most responsible rock star you’ll meet in your life,” he teased, in his usual lazy drawl. “do you have any recommendations for drinks?” he asked. his small smile widened slightly at fletcher’s concession, that he did indeed get a little wild when drunk. “my phone is fully charged and ready to film the drunk you.”
darrycn·:
“ funny as shit. ” he repeats, as if the fact that he felt that way weren’t evident already, he brings the device back to his view just to release a giggle at the video again. “ alright, i gotta save this, it’s too good - help me out, how do you save this ? ” for what it’s worth, darryon is closer to thirty than he is twenty and he’s hoping that since brook has a good enough following on social media platforms, that he’s more than capable to know how to work said platforms.
brook tries to grab the device from darryon. “oh, you’d need an external site to download this.” he taps on the ‘share’ function, then presses on ‘copy link to clipboard.’ “are you willing to risk getting a hundred viruses on your phone, though?” well, brook’s a cheapskate, so it’s a risk he’s willing to take. but maybe the older man would not take such a risk.
soapybones·:
the idea perked sophie up a little, imagining eating something with locally sourced taro root excited them. “you’ll have to show me all the best places to eat. that’s all i really care about - food. i mean, i heard you guys have good sweets,” they replied. then as the song played, sophie nodded their head, bobbing along to the rhythm. “mmm, maybe,” they said with a critical look in their eye as they looked over at brook. “what are they singing about? if it’s anything too sexy, then maybe not.” their remark was more playful pestering than anything sincere as sophie liked to tease their friends.
“and we’ve got more than a hundred different cultures. lots of different types of cuisine. it’s such a diverse, awesome country,” he said. at their comment, brook couldn’t help snorting. “i can always count on you to help me stay humble, soph. this band shit is kind of inflating my ego. i’m getting like, sooo much fan mail. every day, all day.” he was teasing ( and exaggerating ) too.
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LOCATION: rocket radio station
WITH: @brooktumanday
sparrow would be the first to admit they weren’t the easiest person to get along with . their sour attitude and perpetual resting-bitch-face didn’t bode well for friendships ; it had pushed away their siblings , their lovers , their old friends , and left them up the creek without so much as a long stick or a broken paddle for direction . that was how they felt with brook — as much as sparrow loved music , admiring from the opposite end of the coin , they couldn’t say that B2UN were their cup of tea ; where was the shredded guitar ?? the singers with greasy hair and nose rings ?? “ it’s alright , “ spoke sparrow , pressing ‘ pause ‘ on the playback , “ — and you say that song’s about your ex ?? “
even though he was fiercely protective of his own art, he supposed he couldn’t do anything if sparrow didn’t like b2un songs. what he hoped for in that moment was to attempt to bond with the older person. they were a friend of friends ( including his own girlfriend ), so he wanted to show them that he wasn’t all that bad. and he definitely didn’t hate them, even if they apparently thought otherwise. “i usually find it hard to admit what i feel, but it all comes out rather easily when i write songs,” he explained. sparrow seemed like a reserved person too; he hoped the statement would strike a chord with them.
when the track ended, another song immediately played, a demo that he actually never got to officially release. “ah shit.” he couldn’t help cracking a goofy, embarrassed smile. “this one was for my ex too. um, i never got to release it because we broke up around the time i made the demo.” it was painful at the time, but now he could smile again at how incredibly sweet the lyrics that his high school self wrote sounded. “the lyrics are cheesy, but it’s nice to remember that... you know, though our relationship is over, there was a time where i did feel these strong emotions for her.” he turned to sparrow. “how about you? do you have a creative outlet for your feelings?”
dreamrcse:
for someone who’d always been told she was weird for her choice in favorite movie, rose had never appreciated brook more than the first time they’d watched it together, and he’d honestly paid attention to it. it’d made her feel like he really cared, and even though she knew that he did, it was nice to have an actual tangible example. “you’re my ideal guy,” she teases lightly, her smile growing wider across her face as she looks at him. “whether you’re cool or not, i love you for you, brook. i mean- you always try to act so tough guy, but you’re not like that with me, so of course i do. you might have a cool persona, but who you are on the inside is perfect too.”
“ideal guy, huh? those are serious words, miss anong,” he teased. but he kept silent as he listened to her talk further, his heart about to melt inside his chest. he began to feel a little shy, which he supposed was an example of this inner brook that she spoke of. “thank you. you’re my dream girl too. and i’ll never get tired of reminding you that you’re a lot of people’s dream girl.” he laughed, looking at his pajamas, as if reminding rose that he was wearing all this for her. “can you come here? i want to take a picture of us. but not for social media, just for the two of us.” he wanted to capture this pleasantly mundane moment in time, where they could simply... be together.
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DARRYN CAN’T RECALL the last time he was forced to do nothing, the last time he had time to go to the movies or the bar or order a cappuccino. he loathed the occasion and relished in it at the same time, so forgiveness should be granted as he slurps down the rest of his water with a video heard on his phone. “ holy shit, ” he guffaws , not an unusual sound to be heard for the poor barista who’d seen him smiling down at his phone like a dumb ass for the past half hour. “ you gotta see this, this shit’s real life funny. ” he turns his device towards the person closest to him, a video of a dog is seen on the screen with a man narrating him. “ it’s like the dog’s talking, funny as shit, i’m telling you. ”
sipping on his own drink, brook silently watches the clip. his trademark unreadable, blank expression is plastered on his face. but several minutes later, he lets out a brief chuckle. “yeah, that’s funny, kuya.” no, he will not elaborate.
location: the wild pony
with: @brooktumanday
“ cheers to you being twenty-one , dì dì . don’t drink too much , alright ?? i refuse to be your designated driver for the evening , even if i was the one to invite you out , “ although fletcher had his own younger sibling , one that he would lay down his life for at a second’s notice , he had taken brook beneath his wing as the younger brother he never had ; that was why , despite being a few months late , he had been hellbent on bringing the male to the bar , to buy him a legal drink for the first time .
“i’m not that fond of alcohol anyway,” said brook. “though i’m getting better at handling it. my other friends say i’m not that much different from my usual self when i’m drunk. well, i got absolutely hammered a while ago and started doing stunts, but if i keep it to fewer than seven shots then i’ll probably avoid getting concussed again.” (or worse.) “six-drink brook is apparently pretty flirty, though, so i’ll also avoid going past five.” he said, “i’m lucky that rose isn’t the jealous type, but it’s still not good for me to be flirting with other women.” he asked, “kuya, how are you when you’re drunk?” he cackled. “hehe. i’m excited to see what drunk fletcher is like.” he hoped he could catch fletcher being silly when drunk.
MAY 2022: TOUCHING SHOUT-OUT OR THE FIRST STEP TO GOODBYE? article by indiemusicwhatever.net // after 7 months, roswell-based band b2un have finally released new music. it’s clear that the band are exploring new avenues in their music; their new single “best time” is perhaps their most pop-sounding release so far. speaking of new avenues...
fans have noticed that the nostalgic music video is drenched in pink. b2un’s leader and bassist brook tumanday (who appears in the video alongside local actress frances yeung) is pretty well-known for his relationship with fellow roswellian rose anong, whose trademark color is pink. although this seems sweet at first, some fear that this signals trouble for the adorable couple’s future.
the chorus of “best time,” you see, features these lyrics: “but for now i want you to know that you’re special...” uh-oh. is tumanday already planning his goodbyes?
Where do you see yourself ten years from now?
“i think, 10 years from now, i’ll be 31 years old. i hope this helps.”
dreamrcse·:
rose glances up when he speaks, eyebrows raising just a touch as a faint hum falls from her lips. “rodrick wasn’t my thing,” she starts, though she can’t help the giggle that falls from her lips at the thought. a moment later, she continues on quickly, not wanting to let him down. “but, like, i liked andy from black veil brides and you know that graverobber from repo! the genetic opera is, like, my favorite. so… even though rodrick wasn’t my type, i definitely like the greasy bad boy thing.” she’d forced him to watch her favorite movie enough times so he should know, that was for sure. she giggles as she speaks, her nose scrunching up. “so, yes, your whole thing is working for me. i like the look you’ve got going.”
he takes a moment to google andy from black veil brides on his phone, then takes screenshots for reference. as for graverobber from repo? “ah, yeah, that movie.” he chuckles. he’s made an effort to really concentrate and watch it whenever she asks him to watch with her. but they’ve watched it enough times for brook to start staring at rose instead of focusing on the film too. “well, i’m glad to hear that.” he pauses, looking away as he smiles bashfully. “i always try to seem so cool, you know. i’ve never felt as vulnerable as i have with you.”
