boy troubles

  “What kind of God would give you those legs and no rhythm?”  

[upschittcreek]

[burgerboybelcher]

“ i can’t believe we’ve just sat here for four hours and have done nothing. “ 15

“i know, i can’t believe phil can do this all day. this is exhausting.” gene whined, his head falling back over the arm of the chair he’d twisted himself to lay on. while he had his one habit of procrastination, when it came to him music and his career, he didn’t like to waste time or feel unproductive. @15cent

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chippyskylark·:

location: new york city

chip can’t deny that being on a stage after all this time was a dizzying experience for him. the last time he’d performed had been more than a year ago, while he was on the brink of a breakdown no less. so joining the muses for a few performances had been something that filled him with equal excitement and dread. but he’d survived the first night, finding he still loved being on a stage so long as it was on his own terms. which was far more of a relief than chip would let on to anyone. “you got any place you want to hit up specifically?” chip asks, hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket as he looks at gene. for all he’s traveled in his career chip hardly had much time to take a moment to breathe it all in. he’d been to the known hotspots, managing to squeeze in the obvious places in between press and touring. but anything beyond that is lost on him, which is why he’d spent the previous days compiling a list of things he’d seen online that looked cool. hole in the wall go to’s, that was the agenda. “cause i have a list.” he adds, sheepishly smiling at gene.

“no. way.” gene’s jaw dropped as he looked at chip, reaching out so that his arm stopped chip from walking forward. this abrupt stop caused a road block on the sidewalk, earing them grumbles of disapproval and annoyance from their fellow pedestrians who parted to pass around them. “i have a list, too.” he announced, reaching into his back pocket to pull out a folded up piece of paper. now this was less of a list and more of a haphazardly scribbled college of places he’d thought of from the time he’d learned they be going. gene had always believed he would thrive in the new york city environment, he was born to be a starving artist in a loft in Soho. as such he had compiled what he believed to be the ultimate new york experience. “let’s cross reference.” it would be the easiest way to figure out the most important places to stop. If a place was on both their lists, how could they miss it? 

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“okay so i’m not finding any coins at in the manhole covers, but i did find thirty five cents under the game booths and one of those pressed pennies with the headless horseman on it. so pretty good night so far. how ‘bout you?” @stitch-pelekai​

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gene’s halloween costume - mario (matching max’s luigi and stitch’s yoshi @stitch-pelekai)

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glittcrpines·:

as the (very attractive) male called out to her, the brunette stopped momentarily, looking around her for a moment before back at him and silently pointing at herself in question with a raised brow, though his next words immediately piqued her interest as she took the flyer handed out to her, looking it over as a smile began to take over her features, growing excited by the second. “oooh! a man of the arts, i see. how intriguing! ya know, i kinda like..dabble in that sorta thing myself, so like…how can i miss out on a fellow artist’s performance? like, name a time ‘n place and i’m like, so there!

“Excellent.” Gene grinned at the girl, leaning a bit closer to point at spots on the flier. “Time. And place.” He grinned, throwing in a wink before leaning back. “So you dabble, eh? I’m a fan of a good dabble? What’s your poison?” He asked, curious about what art the girl preferred. He was a fan of all kinds and was constantly looking for fellow artists to talk to and get a feel for. It was the best inspiration really.

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nursekanga·:

“Of course. And I’m sure it certainly will be,” she agreed kindly - knowing that there was no way whatever show this boy put on wouldn’t be absolutely memorable. Not that Kanga would know what to expect at all, considering he was a stranger and she wasn’t well versed in the world of performing arts. At the mention of his own age being twenty, the redhead’s smile shifted ever so slightly. “Really? What a coincidence! Do you happen to go to Corona University?”

“Yeah, I’m a culinary arts major.” He explained. He was, after all, a fan of all the arts and he’d always have a soft spot for food. Who could blame him with his upbringing? “My dad owns Bob’s Burgers. He’s Bob. Food is literally in my blood. Does your daughter go there, too? Or are you a professor?”

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nursekanga·:

Listening intently to his explanation, Kanga nodded her head as if she understood everything he had said. Technically it all made sense, but a part of her was having trouble putting the image of everything together. “I’ve been to a few shows before, yeah, but nothing that sounds… quite like that,” she answers honestly, looking up from the flyer once more to smile at the boy. “I’m actually thinking of bringing my daughter with me - do you think it’s something a twenty year old girl would be interested in seeing?” Dropping Joey’s age in hopes that she may get the boy to offer his own as well - he seemed sweet enough and if her daughter was able to try to play matchmaker with her life then Kanga certainly should be allowed to do the same.

“Good.” Gene beamed. “I want it to be unique. In a good way, you know memorable.” He explained. He drew elements from a lot of different things he enjoyed to try to make a unique experience, one that really summed up who he was as an artist. He just wanted to showcase something that was entirely his, though influenced by many. “Oh, yeah!” He exclaimed, nodding excitedly. “I mean, I hope so. It was designed by a twenty year old boy, if I can’t even appeal to my own age demographic then I’ve completely lost touch with myself and my roots.”

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chippyskylark​:

chip can see someone handing out flyers not too far from him, and he vaguely hears something mentioned about a show. chip goes over to him, both enthused and curious about what’s being shared. in his entire life nothing has made chip more excited than seeing other artists and supporting their craft, no matter how different it could be from his own. and he’d been looking forward to see some more of what the island’s talent had to offer him, he just hadn’t expected a new opportunity to land right in his lap. well, hands. “gene!” chip smiles once he’s in view and ear shot. “yeah man, i wouldn’t miss it.” he remembers gene mentioned briefly that he was working on something new, and chip couldn’t wait to see what exactly he had been cooking up. “did you want any help setting up beforehand? or…help passing out flyers? cause i’ll help however i can!”

“Your support is humbling as always.” Gene states, hand to his chest and eyes closed as he bows his head. The moment passes quickly and he’s parting his stack in half, handing one over to the Chip. He’d always been a fan of Chip’s music, who wasn’t?, but he was an even bigger fan of the man once they’d met. He was the type of down to earth guy that Gene always imagined he’d be. Well, half the time, the other half he imagined himself as Beyonce. “I would love some help if you’ve got the time. It’d gonna be a blast, man. I really think I got something special here. Wait til you see it!”

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nursekanga·:

Seeing the boy up ahead passing out flyers for something, Kanga almost wanted to turn the other way and take the longer route home just to avoid him. But as soon as the thought went through her head she felt rude and knew she couldn’t do that to him. No matter how tired she was, that was no excuse for ignoring someone so obviously enthusiastic about whatever it was they were handing out. “Oh,” is all the response she gives at first as she finally made her way up to him and took the offered piece of paper. Glancing down at it she can’t help but smile at how… active it seemed. Maybe Joey would enjoy something like this. “Is it a play?”

“It’s kind of like a musical.” Gene tried to explain, thinking hard on how exactly to describe it. “Music, poetry, lights, it’s very immersive.” He settles on, nodding as he finishes, smile still bright. “I am heavily influenced by musical theater.” He further explains, though it probably isn’t necessary. “Are you a fan of the theater?”

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terithemuse·:

“Oh my gosh, are you a performer too?” Teri asks brightly, stopping to take the flyer that’s being passed to her. She takes a moment to inspect it, growing excited at the prospect of meeting a new performer and taking in a new show. One of her favourite things to do is to take in all the other acts around the island — except for the Lost Boys of course, but that’s only because their unspoken rivalry runs strong. This, however, looks like a lot of fun. “Are you Gene? What kind of experience is it? How early should I get there?” she asks all the questions in one breath, already excited and wondering if she can rope Chip or one of her sisters into coming with her.

“I am!” Gene confirmed with a grin, the other’s excitement fueling his own. Of course he knew who she was, the Muses were a solid act, one he enjoyed thoroughly in his free time. He’d even sampled their songs a few times for personal projects. “I am, again!” He laughed, puffing out his chest proudly. “It’s an experience that must be experienced.” He explained, though it didn’t give much to go on, but it was hard to explain exactly what his new show was all about, you really had to see it to get it. “If you really plan on coming, consider there a seat already reserved for you.” He told her with a wink.

[burgerboybelcher]

“It’s not just a concert, it’s an experience.” Gene explained, advertising his own show as he handed out the flyers. “Limited seating so make sure you get there early.” He continued, passing out sheets of paper to every person who passed him, though he still tried to give individual attention to each person. He’d worked hard on the latest show he was about to debut and he wanted opening night to be perfect. “Hey you! Don’t forget to check out Gene, an exploration of self through music and art. It’s gonna be awesome, I assure you.”

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what's it like being such a big star?

it’s the life i deserve! i am truly thriving and thank you for noticing.

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favorite sibling?

obviously, the answer is me. i am the superior sibling.

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tcffytas·:

“What exactly are you doing?” The blonde had a judgmental look on her face as she watched the younger male on the dance floor. “You realize that you’re making a total fool out of yourself right? You look ridiculous.” Taffyta’s usual rule of thumb at events like this was no dancing, period. She had a reputation to hold up after all. @burgerboybelcher·

“Dancing is a form of self expression.” Gene informed the blonde, refusing to halt his movements as he responded. He was really in his groove and he’d hate to stop and work his way back up to it. “And I am ridiculous.” He grinned, shimming his hips. “The real question is, who are you?” He challenged.

[rouxls]

wouldst thou like to live fergaliciously

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TASK 004;; WRITTEN IN THE STARS

name: gene belcher age: twenty date of birth: june 6, 1999 sun: gemini ascendant: scorpio moon: pisces positive traits: opportunist, expressive, welcoming negative traits: a changeable and diffuse nature, may waste energy by taking on too many things, lacks persistence in achieving set goals.