chisato’s playlist is a little different. every one of her songs comes from a musical!! fitting, considering her career as a stage actress in castletown. i have a lot of experiences making mixes like this so it was no trouble whipping it up. all the songs can definitely fit her as a bandori character, but several were inspired by her castletown self here. happy listening!
(tw: racism in miss baltimore crabs, murder and violence in the ballad of sara berry, gunshots in the room where it happens)
apex predator - mean girls
she's the queen of the beasts
she can smell your fear
in this biosphere
she's the apex predator
like a lionesses
only with less fur
do not mess with her
she's the apex predator
the legend of miss baltimore crabs - hairspray
those poor runner-ups might still hold some grudges
they padded their cups, but i screwed the judges
those broads thought they'd win
if a plate they would spin in their dance
ha! not a chance!
killer instinct - bring it on
you need that killer instinct to give you the nerve
to grab everything you want in life but may not deserve
like if some girl's in your way, there's only one thing to do
you blackmail your mother, who sits on the school board
to get campbell transferred and ripped from the life that she knew!
bop to the top - high school musical
baby to be number one, you got to raise the bar
kicking and a-scratching, grinding out my best
anything it takes to climb the ladder of success
work our tails off everyday
gotta bump the competition
blow them all away
life - starship
not to mention, life
what an invention, life
there's no choice involved in what you are given
one mind, one voice, one body to live in
woe is me - the 25th annual putnam county spelling bee
i hope you can love me, america
i’m gunning for first prize!
here’s why you should love me, america
my needs i cannot overemphasize
i make myself crazy
being what my dads hope i’ll be
but what about me, dads?
what about me?
jesus christ! what about me?
the ballad of sara berry - 35mm: a musical exhibition
you taste the silver, sara
you taste the crown
you thirst for blood from the roses in hand
you spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance
as they crown you queen of high school land
lifeboat - heathers
everyone's pushing, everyone's fighting
storms are approaching, there's nowhere to hide
if i say the wrong thing
or i wear the wrong outfit
they'll throw me right over the side
the room where it happens - hamilton
(what do you want, burr
what do you want, burr
if you stand for nothing, burr
what do you fall for?)
i wanna be in
the room where it happens
the room where it happens
reflection - mulan
who is that girl i see
staring straight back at me
why is my reflection someone i don't know
somehow i cannot hide
who i am, though I've tried
when will my reflection show who i am inside?
legally blonde - legally blonde
lie on the beach, dream within reach
don't stray beyond
(we both know you're worth so much more)
some girls fight hard
some face the trial
some girls were just meant to smile
a change in me - beauty and the beast
for in my dark despair i've slowly understood
my perfect world out there had disappeared for good
but in it’s place i feel a truer life begin
and it’s so good and real
it must come from within
she used to be mine - waitress
it's not simple to say
that most days i don't recognize me
that these shoes and this apron
that place and its patrons
have taken more than i gave them
freshly cut grass: are you an early riser? if not, is this because you stay up late?
“ i awake as early as i need to. my profession requires punctuality, after all. i guess you could describe me as a bit of a morning person, then. ”
blushing: describe a rad person you know.
“ i suppose… hussain? he’s a dedicated worker, and i do find that i owe him quite a bit of appreciation. even if he can be a bit… well, let’s say, spirited. when it comes to his profession. ”
LAURIE NODS SLOWLY. he can understand that, even if just a little bit. he is no seasoned actor, but he can understand the theory behind acting, and there have been plenty of times where he has had to act the part of the calm, cool, collected hotel concierge when all he wants to do is scream from the rooftops. ❝ i hope you don’t have to memorize the whole script, ❞ he says, a frown on his face. ❝ that would be a bit much. ❞ why bother when there is such a high chance of not landing the role in the first place ?? ❝ but you have to have a natural pull towards performing, right ?? that’s what i mean. ❞
she almost laughs when he voices his concerns about the script, raising a hand to her mouth to conceal it. “ reading the script is simply for context. we must understand what show we are committing ourselves to, after all. ”
and as for his question... “ i suppose you could say that. ” it’s a cryptic answer to a difficult question. she enjoys acting, of course, to some extent, but it was never truly her choice. what was originally her parents’ choice soon turned into the industry’s choice, guided by the fans’ choices. and she’s made some decisions to guide her career along the way, sure, but they were all to ensure she would endure and survive as an actress. “ i do feel a sense of accomplishment from it. not many professions are so rewarding. ” she’s grateful, truly.
NORIKO POUTS, LETTING her arms fly above her, slapping her pillow in the process. she’s only mildly concerned about her bass guitar. it’s survived far worse than falling off of her bed. ❝ really ?? my fingers are getting sore. ” she flexes her fingers. the tips are starting to hurt, just a little.
at the other’s words, she lifts herself up, crossing her legs on the bed and pouting. ❝ hey, hey, isn’t it better not to do something for such loooooong periods of time ?? it’s better to take breaks in between, right ?? something about coming back to it with a fresh mind and stuff. ❞ at least, that’s what she’s heard. ❝ and i think i did well enough today that i deserve a break !! ❞
“ if your fingers are sore after so little work, then i fear there’s an issue. ” their ideas of how much work is ‘a lot’ and how much is ‘a little’ must differ. chinatsu feels as if they’ve hardly started. she certainly hasn’t gotten in enough practice to feel confident with even the basics, and yet noriko wants to take a break? it seems almost pathetic.
“ but..., ” she concedes with a small sigh, setting her base to the side, where it will be safe, “ far be it from me to deny you a reprieve. ” which is to say, she doesn’t feel like arguing with someone who clearly has no intention of listening. she might as well be talking to a stuffed toy, at that rate. “ do you have anything to drink? ” if she's going to be taking a break, she might as well be hydrated.
THERE WERE A LOT OF THINGS THAT WERE SIMPLE TO PREACH BUT HARD TO DO, CHINATSU WAS RIGHT ABOUT THIS. Éclair feels guilt about having said those words knowing that she has a tough time being herself as well. Maybe it was for her own selfish gain, but Éclair wanted the best for others because she couldn’t have it on her own in a way. But, then, that would just be filling in the blanks of peoples’ lives. Something that she frowned upon. Why say something so outlandish if they knew nothing about someone else’s life?
❝ I’m sorry. ❞
She doesn’t know what else to say. Chinatsu was right. You needed to change in order to survive in this cruel world. But, that doesn’t stop her from saying something else:
❝ But, it’s good to be yourself sometimes. Even if it’s on your own. ❞
she knows éclair is being genuine. that she’s trying to forge a connection, even. but chinatsu simply can’t take her words at anything more than face value. they’re all empty, filled with misaimed sentiment that she has no time to indulge in. they’re words on a greeting card, the moral at the end of an after school special.
she is being herself, she thinks. technically speaking. how on earth could she afford be anything but, when the people shout her name at curtain call and fawn over her as she passes by on the street?
“ you misunderstand me. it’s not that i’m being untrue to myself. ” perhaps it’s a lie, but it’s a lie she’d like to believe in. “ i’m simply being the best version of myself i can be. ” at least, that’s what she’s been told.
THE TRAINER EXAMINES THE FLIER—DRAMATIC (MAYBE EVEN OVER-THE-TOP) WAS ALL SHE COULD THINK ABOUT. She furrows her brows as she studies the picture in the flier. A lot of things were going on, but it added to the dramatic big picture. The woman naturally goes towards the center of the picture—as one does—and sees a woman dressed in all black with a veil. If it wasn’t for the woman in the picture revealing themselves (and breaking the dramatic atmosphere of the flier), she would have guessed that Chinatsu was nothing but a behind-the-scenes cast member. She’s not too much into theatrics, so can anyone really blame her?
With a wordless nod, she leans on the counter to get a thumbtack or two before doing as she says. She makes sure it’s front and center for everyone to see. She turns to Chinatsu again, crossing her arms—a wordless sign of her idle intrigue. If Chinatsu sells the play to her, she might be able to help her out further; if not attend. After all, she’s heard some performances were critically acclaimed in the theater.
❝ So, what’s it all about? ❞
chinatsu watches with simple satisfaction as she hangs it up - it was easy enough to get her way, it seemed. not that she was all that worried about advertising at this point. she’d visited enough businesses today as is, but she’s nothing if not an overachiever. if she was going to be setting foot onto that stage, it’d be for a sold-out show, night after night.
she pauses when éclair asks her about the show’s plot. not because she’s particularly surprised - she’s had several people ask her over the course of the day, and she’s come to expect it... but that’s not to say she likes it. perhaps it’s her theatrical upbringing talking, but she hadn’t thought this was anything but common knowledge.
so she smiles, willing to explain, but not without a bit of antipathy. “ it’s one of shakepeare’s comedies. surely you’re familiar. ”
to --> dodie 🌹, sent 3:46 pm -- concerning act 3, scene 1...
to --> dodie 🌹, sent 3:47 pm -- would you be interested in rehearsing it in our own time? some additional practice could surely help flesh out the connection between the characters.
@lumincvsh said: “ and who could ask you to be sound or to feel saved again? ”
“ honestly, no one should need to, ” she says simply, arms crossed. “ i am more than capable of handling a few rogue fans. and while i appreciate your services, ” she smiles softly, but it’s at war with her words, “ i am in no need of a savior. ” hussain likely didn’t mean for his comment to be taken in such a way, but it’s just like chinatsu to cut straight to the core of any given statement.
“ well, it’s not nearly as easy as i’d have you believe. ” she sets down her teacup, peering at him over the billowing steam. “ researching a role takes time, effort, and utmost patience. i’m expected to have full scripts read before setting foot into auditions. the more understanding i have of my character going in, the less work it is for the director. ” such dedication to her own work has simply become second nature to chinatsu. “ and of course, that’s hardly getting into the heart of the matter. ” meaning, rehearsals and performances.
“ flattery will get you nowhere. ” her reply comes instantly, and without a hint of her usual grace and softness. she daintily lifts the edge of her dress as she marches to the door of the dressing room, only letting her facade back up when they’re face to face. a coy smile plays at her lips, almost as if she’s mocking him. “ though... i suspect you knew that to begin with. ”
“ ...simple to say that, isn’t it. ” it wasn’t that éclair’s words were a challenge - far from it - but they were more of a burden than a blessing. chinatsu was used to being what others told her to be: a princess, an ingenue, a leading lady, a sweetheart, the perfect daughter. continuing on this way was achievable, sure, but not ideal. “ i see no need to remain as i am. to do so would only mean becoming stagnant. in this world - ” in her world, she means - “ it’s only natural to want to reach new heights. ”
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