Lost Plot

Han Yisol | 19 | lgc trainee

[lgcyisol]

lgchanbyul​:

“so, i have the ingredients down.” hanbyul notes. that had been the easy part. thankfully, with such a recipe, there isn’t actually that many ingredients that they have to remember. “but there’s that part about folding? the egg whites?” as someone who really hadn’t made many desserts in the past, it didn’t really make sense to her what that meant really.

“have you made something with this sort of instruction?” she says a small prayer that the other’s answer was ‘yes’ because otherwise, they’ll once again be screwed like last quarter. she was going to be sure not to join this show next time because this was just not good for her health. she looked up, the clock ticking away for how much longer they could have the recipe in front of them for before they were to get started and she really hoped she didn’t forget the moment it was taken away from her.

“Hmm,” she hummed, giving herself a moment to think. She felt as though she'd heart this before, but... “I think rather than mixing it in, we push it in and... flip it over carefully? I'm not really sure, though, I feel like I've seen it done like this somewhere...” she smiled apologetically, making a befitting motion as she spoke, to better describe what she meant. “I'm pretty sure it's supposed to keep the bubbles in the whipped egg-whites, so the soufflé won't fall flat in the end.”

This really was quite a bit more pressure than Yisol had imagined, wondering if this was more of a mistake than she'd expected. It was one thing to make a small mistake in front of the cameras, but what if they entirely failed? That'd surely be way too embarrassing for her to get over quickly.

[lgcyisol]

small troubles

lgcxjunghwan​:

what are the odds of meeting someone under these circumstances? probably a whopping 2 out of 10. maybe 3 on certain days. still, it’s not exactly unwelcomed in the sense of it’s a source of some good laugh if they look past the rather embarrassing parts. the thought has him grinning back at the other - yisol - as he steps closer to inspect just how much damage this ring has done.

“ah, that’s fine. i guess this little thing gave us both of a scare, huh?” he says, still feeling a bit giggly as he looks closer at the ring. he uses one hand to check, making sure to be careful not to pull on anything. it’s tangled up real good and it looks like it’ll hurt if they try to tug it off. no wonder she has resorted to asking someone’s help. still, if it’s this bad, there’s only one way to go.

“i hate to be the bearer of bad news but..” he starts hesitantly as he pulls away, giving yisol a small, apologetic smile. she’s probably not gonna like this. “it’s tangled up real good there. we’re going to have to cut it off..”

No matter how embarrassing the situation was and getting one's ring stuck in one's own hair must be quite some talent, she couldn't help but grin back at the other. It was just kind of... ridiculous, perhaps, to a point where she couldn't help but find this amusing, especially now, where she would (hopefully) soon be free and her arm wouldn't feel quite so heavy anymore. Really, she should be in better shape than this, but well. She hasn't seen a 'keep your arms up as long as possible' workout yet, though.

Her first instinct was to laugh as a reaction to his words. A joke like this quite suited the mood, right? But then his expression... maybe he was serious? But cutting it all off, after it took so long to grow out? Well, she had considered cutting it short to try something new and luckily the ring wasn't stuck that close to her scalp, but...

“You're joking, right?” she asked, not so sure anymore. Maybe... it was such a small strand that no one would notice either way?

[lgchanbyul]

a masterchef legacy starterfor @lgcyisol​

with how disastrous the last season of masterchef had been, hanbyul honestly wonders why she even signs up again this season. did she hope that she might redeem herself from the sheer embarrassment that she had suffered last time? even though she’s been practicing ( and frankly, she actually thinks she’s a decent cook at this point ), she has no doubt that the show will throw her under the bus once again.

the prompt is given to them and she nearly wants to faint thinking about what they have to do. “chocolate soufflé,” she says aloud to no one in particular, her mind trying to memorize the recipe that they’d been given to study. luckily, her memory was superb, but it didn’t necessarily mean that she would be able to execute. it sounds hard, for lack of a better way to describe it. “i think i have it down, but .. i’m not sure i understood everything,” she admits to her partner.

[lgcyisol]

Why did they have to get a dessert? And out of all the possibilities, something as difficult as a soufflé? Hopefully, her partner would know more about baking than she did, otherwise, this would either end hilariously, or in a disaster. But it's not like they had to do something impossible, right? They just had to follow the recipe, be careful and nothing should go wrong... maybe.

She looked up at her partner upon the mumbled words but quickly concentrated back on the recipe. Well, it was too late to worry, so if anything, at least they should have fun, no matter the outcome. Luckily, she wasn't too dead-set on winning anyway.

“I think I've got it, but... my baking skills aren't really superb,” she admitted, “what are you unsure about?” she added, maybe they could help each other understand fully. In theory, it sounded easy enough, but then she'd never even tried her hand at a soufflé.

[lgcyisol]

small troubles

lgcxjunghwan​:

…excuse me, what?

it was the first thing that came to mind as he, for the first time after he steps into the room, really lets himself take in everything that has happened. on one hand, he’s glad that it isn’t as bad as the message he received made it seem to be, which he’ll gladly take any time of day. on the other hand, he’s ridiculously so relieved that he finds himself giggling all of a sudden. seconds later he’s laughing loudly. it’s not because he finds the whole thing funny- well, it’s partly the reason why he’s laughing, but still. after running that fast only to be greeted by a ring stuck on someone’s hair is a but too funny to him.

“i-i’m sorry,” junghwan wheezes, trying his best to steady both his breathing and himself. he doesn’t want to seem or look like a jerk to someone he just met by laughing at their… misery. “i was just really worried when i got your messahe and- yeah,” clearing his throat, he tries his best from bursting into another fit of laughter as he busies himself with pocketing his phone again and stepping closer to where the other person is.

“my name’s junghwan, by the way,” he says when he’s close enough to see that yes, from this angle, it seems like her finger is stuck in her hair. “i- do you mind if i… uhm… check?” he asks.

Yisol was about to apologise, just in case she'd made him worried, he couldn't know the kind of jokes she made with the friend her message was originally supposed to be sent to, so it could've sounded serious to him, perhaps. Except, before she got any more words out, he started giggling.

It was a bit infectious, she had to say, but since she wasn't quite sure what he was laughing about (the situation she had to admit was pretty funny, or perhaps something a bit more mean?), she simply looked at him, until he apologised and a grin spread on her face as well.

“Don't worry, this is quite funny,” she grinned, “and I'm sorry for making you worry, I didn't expect to get the number wrong, so I exaggerated a bit,” she said apologetically, though not feeling too guilty as he didn't look to be all too upset. And, hey, it never hurt to meet someone new, either, especially in the eyes of someone as extroverted as her.

“Ah, I'm Yisol, nice to meet you! And please do, I don't think I can get this unstuck by myself.”

[foreverlgcdaeho]

﹅ catching up

close starter for @lgcyisol​

daeho weekend was like almost any other weekend. training at the lgc building. this place felt more like a second home then his own dorm. there were time but he wasnt going to stop until he was able to finally make it as an artist. grabbing his towel he dab away his sweat before tossing it over his shoulder. taking the last sip of water he tossed the plastic bottle away.

“another week done” he said to himself proud of his accomplishment. although he didnt feel like he has improved much he was trying this new method to keep himself motive and not stress; which was to be positive. honestly that was easier said then done. “ahhh!” he scream from the pain that running through his body. that’s what he get for not taking a proper break to stretch, maybe this week he can take it slow. 

letting his mind wander off he couldn’t help but think about the hot shower that he was about to enter once he arrived back at the dorm - hopefully there would be hot water of course. the thought of the shower made him smile but it wasnt long before a familiar crossed his path “no way… is that..”

rushing towards the direction of the female, “excuse me,” he called out towards the girl. “i feel like we know each. are you prehaps….yisol?” he question. “it’s me daeho,”

how long has it been since he last seen his friend? too long for him to remember. 

[lgcyisol]

Usually at the end of long days like these, Yisol would either be chatting with a friend on her way out, or, like now, found  herself lost in thought, thinking about anything and nothing, too tired for precise focus. She was on her way out and looked forward to relaxing the rest of the day and not doing much of anything the next, recharging for the week ahead.

She didn't notice the male rushing after her, honestly only turning around because of her surprise, rather than through feeling addressed. But as she looked at him, though not entirely sure, a name popped up in her mind. Could it be? That would really be something.

“Daeho!” she exclaimed, a grin spreading on her lips right away and she nodded, “Yes, it's me! How long has it been? It feels like it's been ages!” Not just had they both decided to join a company, they'd actually decided (and managed) to join the same, a happy coincidence in her book. It was always nice to meet someone she knew, but especially when they'd lost contact for not really any specific reason at all. The trainee life was a busy one, but that shouldn't stop her from reaching out to friends at least semi-regularly.

[lgcyisol]

lgcxjinah​:

The way all her friends visibly relaxed as soon as Jinah revealed her issue to them had the female pout internally. She was a wild one but did she really scream ‘disaster’ to that extend? 

On second thought- maybe she did understand where they came from.

Regardless she moves forward, still ruffling her hair in frustration as she tries to figure out how to feel about all of it. “He was happy… hella happy. Which makes it worse!” Squeaking in her distress she ends up deflating into her seat, tilting her head back to stare up at the ceiling dramatically.

“He’s nuts for me… n’ here is me… just… fuckin’ things up left, right n’ center,” the female murmurs, pursing her lips into a pout.

She took a sip from her coffee as she waited for Jinah to elaborate further, hoping she could at least calm the other a bit, even if she may not have any actual solution. She didn't really have any experience herself, hence she probably wouldn't be of much help aside from emotional support, but then the other may only be looking for an ear to listen anyway.

Yisol took another sip, wondering what the best way to answer would be. “Hmm, but you said you were kinda dating him already anyway, does it really make such a difference?” she eventually answered, aware she might sound rather naïve, but still. What'd been said had been said, so there wasn't really more to do than wait and see how things would go, right?

[lgcyisol]

small troubles

lgcxjunghwan​:

junghwan is a simple and quiet guy, or so he believes, and thus his days are mostly spent in a simple and quiet way, too. not much action, just dorms, school and the company building like a routine engraved in his brain. unless of course he’s hit with suddenly wanting to hangout with friends. he’s a teenager, after all. but never in his short time of living in this earth did he think that he’ll get a message asking for help from an unknown number.

of course, his first reaction is to be worried. it’s not everyday he gets a message like this, after all. but then again, how did they even get his number? it doesn’t seem like a prank, mayhe, because there’s a place included in the text. it doesn’t sound too serious either, considering the slight humour in the message. his second reaction is to be all sorts of confused. why send it to a stranger? did they get his number wrong? or maybe one of his friends changed their number and forgot to tell him? whatever it was, junghwan naturally found himself heading straight to where the room is located, making sure to knock first before opening the door.

at this point, junghwan already has quite a number of possible scenarios in his head, worrying himself all the more, but nothing really matched with what he’s greeted with. nothing really seems out of place. the room is clean and no one else was there aside from him and the woman, who he thinks is the one who sent him the message. he double checks the room number in case he got it wrong. it was the right one.

“uhm,” he starts. he’s more confused now than he is worried. for good measure, in case he looks like a suspicious guy barging into the place, he waves his phone over to the other. “i received a cry for help?”

When she heard steps, her expression immediately turned into the most dramatic one she could manage. After all, one should put the acting lessons to good use and this was added practise... right? Extra practise was always good, just like a little bit of extra fun. But Yisol's expression faltered the second she saw who walked in: not her friend. In fact, it was someone Yisol didn't really know and that made the situation just a little bit awkward.

Her confusion was quickly sorted out, though, and her lips formed a quiet “oh”, as she realised what must've happened. Well, it isn't all that unlikely to get the number wrong, considering how quickly she'd typed the message and how her mind had been preoccupied by the ring stuck in her hair, more than double-checking the number.

“Oops...I think I must've texted the wrong number, sorry,” she smiled apologetically, “but since you're already here... would you mind lending me a hand? I've got my ring stuck in my hair and I can't get it out myself,” she continued, explaining why her arm was awkwardly twisted to the back of her head and moved it up a little, so he could see that her hand wouldn't move up more than maybe a centimetre or two. Hopefully he'd still help this poor stranger, she thought. Of course, she could always send another text but her arm was feeling a little heavy already.

[lgcyisol]

CASTING CALL 007 Han Yisol - Main Role Acting + Singing

Yisol wouldn't say that she's loved Dream High more than anything when it first aired, but she wasn't angry at it either. At least from what she remembered, she'd enjoyed it, though it really had been a while. At the same time she felt excited that the musical was based on a drama that would surely count as a classic by now. There were interesting roles and songs and she surely hoped they'd let her show her skills through a main role. Yisol was aware that others were much more suited and skilled for this and she wouldn't be upset about a supporting role either, but one had to set high goals, no? Even if she wouldn't get a main role this time, she could still leave an impression that may help her later on, so she'd give it her all and hope for the best.

But first things first, she had to do research, namely, watching all episodes again, looking up all the songs before practising for the audition. Exciting, but also terrifying, and the audition day crept up much faster than anticipated, leaving her fidgety whenever she wasn't practising... was it even possible to practise enough?

“Hello,” she bowed, “my name is Han Yisol and I'm auditioning for a main role with the song 'Someday' and a scene from season 1, episode 8,” she said, smiling, no matter how nervous she felt on the inside. While she'd been able to show her singing a lot before, the same couldn't be said for her acting. The scene she'd chosen would feature her as Baekhee, someone she couldn't relate to very much at all, but she still wanted to show a character that had a different personality from her own and that felt different from the emotion her chosen song showed.

Baekhee was giving an interview on her debut in that scene and Yisol chose it as it showcased a whole bunch of different emotions at once, especially suppressed disdain for Hyemi, which the girl found interesting, but also difficult to express. She wasn't the type of person to hold strong dislike for anyone, was rather forgiving, so this made her bang her head against the nearest wall, but also felt immensely fun.

“I would like to thank two people,” her eyes shifted to the ground for a moment, voice sturdy, copying the behaviour of the character in the scene, “First I'd like to thank the person next to me, Jinguk,” she looked to the side, smiling, “no, it should be Sihyuk. That I was able to perform during the showcase is all thanks to this friend. Without him, it would have been impossible for me to be able to debut. Hence, I am very grateful to him,” she continued fondly.

Yisol, expression still soft, looked calm and composed, though she couldn't help the slight shaking of her hands. “The next person I want to thank is Miss Shi Kyungjin. The advise that she gave me is... competitors are more important than friends,” she looked directly at the “audience”, “the advise helped me get to where I am today. Hence I am also very grateful to her.” Here she'd decided to skip a small part, so the rest of what she wanted to show would still fit into the minute she had.

“Yes, I am very grateful to that friend, too,” her smile grew sweeter, though it didn't reach her eyes, hinting at the fact that Baekhee didn't like this rival, after all. Her eyebrows lifted a bit, as she gazed over to the side, towards an imaginary Hyemi, her eyes showing more of the aforementioned disdain. A bold choice, Yisol had thought during her rewatch. After all this could shine a negative light on Baekhee, give her a less nice image towards the public.

“Thank you for looking down on me and calling me third rate. Hearing these words from my best friend made me know clearly what I wanted,” her chin lifted up a bit, this was the part she'd found hardest as it showed both the pretence of a friendly smile and a certain level of... cockiness. But it was fun, exciting and she wondered if she'd done well enough, been convincing.

Next was the song. Now this she was much more confident in and even though she'd done her best to relax before, she could feel her shoulders lower a bit.

I lost the strength in my legs and fell down. I hope these tears will stop running someday Someday after this darkness disappears I hope the warm sunshine dries these tears

Her confidence must surely show, she put a sad smile on her face as she sang softly, putting as much emotion into the sad words as she could, even if she had no experience with love herself. But she did have experience in theatrical singing and she was more than ready to show her skills, not wanting any specific role, rather hoping for a chance at all. She was ready.

[lgcyisol]

small troubles

Usually her day to day life was rather foreseeable. Not much changed, except for the weekends, where her schedule was a little bit different. Yet, every now and then, something had to happen to add a little spice to one's life, no? Like crashing into someone in the hallway early in the morning, coffee in hand—correction, coffee spilled—or waking up late, then the bus doesn't show up and everything just piles up, ending in a horribly stressful day.

Alternatively, of course, Yisol could simply brush her hand through her hair and have her ring get stuck in it, however she managed that. Surely, it was her strong hand that now found itself entangled, so her left hand awkwardly fiddled to get the phone out of her pants' pocket, unlock it and type in her friends new number, that she hopefully memorised correctly. She simply hadn't to save it yet, as she could easily just open their existing chat and, well, simply had forgotten until now.

“Emergency! Code red!! Please come over right now, oh noblest hero!!!” she texted her friend quickly, adding a bit of humour even in her current situation, but didn’t notice that she got the number wrong. Yisol added the room she found herself in in the next text and simply hoped for the best. The girl really didn't want to lose any of her hair.

@lgcxjunghwan

[lgcyisol]

During free training, you are called to kim hyuncheol’s office. a woman you have not met yet, but will come to know in the future, is sitting with him in his office. while she comes off as graceful and polite, she looks like the type of woman you do not want to cross. “yisol, let me introduce you to HEO AECHA. she is the head manager of the newly formed lgc agency” hyuncheol announces. “nice to meet you.” the petite woman says in a warm, almost motherly tone. “i am here because legacy entertainment is looking to expand its talent management. after reviewing profiles of many trainees, mr. kim hyuncheol and i believe that your talents would be put to better use under lgc agency, as a musical actress. if you desire to expand your work field in the future, we’ll try to look for compromises once the time comes.” she explains. it seems that you do not have much of a say in this transfer. “you will also be handed a new training schedule starting from january.”

Yisol's surprise was rather obvious as she was told about this change and what this would inevitably bring to her future. It's exactly what she wanted, but was she really ready for it? Well, if she would go by that question, she'd probably never feel ready. Now was as good a time as any, maybe even better with the start of a new year, though she didn't believe in new year resolutions, but rather to change something immediately if it bothered her.

“Thank you very much,” she bowed, smiling brightly. Though it didn't seem like her opinion would matter at all in this decision, it was what she wanted, after all. Her grandmother would be proud once she got to tell her and really that's one of the points about this that made her most happy. She could finally tell her granny that she'd gotten one step closer to her goal.

[lgcyisol]

news

lgcxjinah​:

Jinah fiddled with her cup of coffee anxiously. Gnawing away at the straw of the cold beverage she had purchased, she couldn’t help but still feel antsy despite already having talked this over with Minkyeung and Ahri.

So she had turned to Yisol and wanted to run her recent findings and occurrences past the other to get a last, third opinion in on the mix.

“So like… I kinda fucked up… not really but a lil,” she began cryptically before placing her cup down with a sigh, visibly trying to gather herself together. “Y’know how I’m like… kinda dating Junghwan, ye? So like… I may have accidently told him I love him?” Insecurity in her voice she hunched her shoulders up, clearly looking still very much lost about everything.

Yisol couldn't lie but she did feel a bit nervous, simply by not exactly knowing what this was about just yet, plus feeling as though Jinah seemed a bit nervous, but she wasn't sure about that part, maybe it was just her imagination.

She nodded along, showing that she was listening, paying attention, wondering what this was about. Once Yisol heard what it was about, she immediately felt much more relaxed. Surely, she understood why her friend wanted to chat about this, but it wasn't a “getting kicked from the company” matter or anything like that. Of course, her brain defaulted to expecting the worst and preparing to react to that.

“Accidentally?” she wondered, trying to get the other to talk a bit more, so she could judge the situation a bit better, but not wanting to sound pushy either. “How did he react?”

[lgcyisol]

Trainee Mission 005 - Performance

Half the performances were over and she couldn't say that this wasn't right up her alley. Surely, she wasn't debut ready yet, there were still more things to learn and so on, but she couldn't say she had much to be upset about when looking at her performances so far. Surely there was much to correct and practise, but it was always possible to do better somehow. So as long as she was able to see her own mistakes and where she was lacking and as long as she was able to fix those, in her eyes, she was good.

Surely, the girl's biggest concern is to do the original songs justice, after all they're all by well-known, popular and skilled seniors and that was what she felt most pressured by as well. Aside from the usual worries about doing good enough.

By now, the routine of getting dressed, putting on make-up and everything was quite familiar to her already and she didn't feel as nervous as she did for the first stages. Her hands were still shaky, but she also looked forward to going back up on stage. She still wanted to be a musical actress rather than an idol, but as long as she wasn't able to pursue that, there was nothing wrong with enjoying the opportunities she could take now.

Adjusting random parts of her clothes for seemingly no reason, the female went over the lyrics and dance again and again as she waited, glad when they were finally called and already much calmer on the stage. No matter how many lines she was given, or if she was standing at the back or front, she made the best of it, moving as well as she could and enjoying singing as much as always.

There was nothing that made Yisol feel quite like when she was performing, moving over the stage and winking at a camera and no matter where her future would lead her, surely she'd find herself on some stage.

[lgcyisol]

Trainee Mission 005 - Preparation

Yisol really couldn't complain as she looked at the songs for her training group. Almost all of them were familiar to some extent and she really enjoyed a good amount of them as well. Practising would be fun, at least until it got serious and she would start feeling nervous about standing on stage, or if they'd have difficulties synchronising and such. And, of course, there were many songs to learn, so she'd have to do her best not to get confused between them.

The girl's favourite part was that they got a boy group song as well, for their last stage, which spiced everything up, so to speak. 2PM was a group she'd listened to a lot in the past, the song being equally familiar and she felt as though she'd have a lot of fun with this project.

Her joy wasn't squashed by practising, but it definitely put things into perspective. There were many songs and not all that much time to learn them, not that that would make her give up, or feel despair.

The first week's song was one of those she wasn't as familiar with. Well, these were songs from senior artists, half of which were released when she wasn't even 12 years old yet, so it was expected. But this one was released even before her birth.

Yisol enjoyed it nonetheless, there was something about these older songs, that newer songs didn't have. Surely, she liked newer songs as well, but there was a difference she couldn't explain, something aside from the usual changes in any form of media that naturally happened over time.

Once the first performance was just around the corner, her excitement was bigger than her nerves. She'd never be able to resist the chance to perform on stage, even if she wasn't on the path that she wanted just yet. She wasn't singing in musicals, but she would be one day and until then she'd enjoy singing and dancing like this. Nothing could stop her and that was something she was very much convinced of.

x

[lgcyisol]

news

There was never the need for a reason to meet Jinah, Yisol would probably jump up to meet her in the middle of the night. Then again, the current time of day was never something she'd cared for much, anyway. At the same, of course, the prospect of news was all the more reason for her to hurry to the other as soon as it was possible for them to meet. Their different schedules weren't exactly helpful with this, but nothing was impossible, or at least that was what the female believed. And so far, that'd worked out well for her.

“Sooo?” Yisol asked, a grin plastered on her face, as usual, eyes just as bright and curiosity at an all-time high. She couldn't really sit still either. “What's this about?”

@lgcxjinah

[lgcyisol]

VLIVE PROMPT 004 - FALL RECIPE

“Hello lovely viewers!” Yisol jumped up from behind the counter, a huge grin on her face as she almost snorted about her silly introduction idea. “Today, I will show you a fall recipe! Technically I'm cheating a little bit, because it isn't my favourite fall recipe to consume, but rather to make. What I'm talking about is whipped coffee, or as many of you may know it, dalgona coffee. Now, like I said I'm personally not all thaaaat fond of it, though I do enjoy it here and there. I much prefer the coffee a friend of mine makes~ But! It's still very fun to make!”

After talking for what felt like minutes, basically without taking a breath, her smile popped right back up on her lips as she held up the instant coffee, so the viewers would be able to see it properly.

“Just any instant coffee will do, really. The second ingredient is sugar and I'll be using the same amounts of coffee and sugar, which is exactly why I couldn't have this every day! Last is some hot water, though I've also heard some people use ice cold water and milk, but we won't need the milk until later.”

She started doing one step after the next, explaining what she was doing while doing it. Inevitably, the one or other creamed-coffee smudge landed on herself as she started with the mixer on a too high setting, but luckily the girl prepared for this with an apron and a few stains like these were easy enough to get out of her clothes as well. No reason to sweat it.

“Now, hopefully, you're clothes are still clean! Don't do the same mistakes I did! And I know it's popular to do without an electric mixer, but I heard that I'd have to whisk it at least 400 times by hand and we don't have enough time for that!

Anyway, now as the last step, you'll fill your glass, or mug, or whatever you're using with milk, but not completely! And then you just add the whipped coffee with a spoon and ta-da!” the girl carefully pushed the glass forward, showing the carefully placed coffee on top of the milk. “Doesn't it look neat? Especially in comparison to the little work it took! And that's why it's my favourite recipe!” she grinned, but wasn't done yet. After all, one crucial part of the vlive's theme was still missing.

“'But, wait!' you may think, where does the autumn start?! Well, my lovely viewers! Fear not, I haven't forgotten! To make this a proper fall recipe, I've got some cinnamon powder to add! Of course, other autumnal spices can be used as well. Just sieve it over like this and...” she grabbed a towel, added some water to it and easily wiped the cinnamon powder from around the glass away, to show a clean counter—compared to the rest of the battlefield of a kitchen.

“Ta-da! Now we're done!” I'm sad to say good bye already, I would've loved to show you a whipped cocoa version, but as you can see,” she turned her head left and right, looking at the small mess she made, “I've got to clean up now! It's no fun, but it can't be helped. And if cleaning is too poring, you should put on exciting music!” she did a little dance, mouthing lyrics, without actually singing, then waved at the camera and bowed, the grin as prominent as at the beginning of the video.

[lgcyisol]

Parties and dressing up were always fun, at least to Yuri. A big grin on her face, she walked into the party room, in awe by the chairs hanging from the ceiling and generally just happy to be here. Sure, she was easily amazed, but was that really a bad thing? Not in her eyes. How could it be a bad thing, when it made her happy so easily. Being happy was something that many people pursued in their life and achieving it more easily, well, Yisol saw no fault in that.

She was dressed as a victorian era Clara Oswald from Doctor Who, though she didn't know the show all too well and hadn't watched all of the seasons, she'd liked that one snowman episode. Well and she wanted to wear a victorian era dress, mainly that was her main reason. It wasn't exactly the most authentic looking dress, she figured and probably more plastic than natural fabrics, but she didn't care too much. Again, something this simple was perfectly able to make her happy and that's all that counted for her.

One thing that was a little bit difficult, though, was the length of the dress as it wasn't anything she was used to. The corset wasn't much of a problem, to her surprise and she wondered how long she would be comfortable with. From her relatively short youtube research, she'd learned that women back in the day used to play sports and everything in corsets, so it shouldn't be as bad as most interviews with celebrities made it seem, so that was something at least.

Once she was done admiring the room, the girl finally decided to look for familiar faces. Admittedly, while she admired all the costumes around her, it was a bit difficult to tell who's who, but once she finally found a friend, she beelined straight towards them, a bright grin on her face.

“Hey!” she called out to them.

[lgcyisol]

Hello, hello, it’s Àlainn with a second muse!! First of all thanks for all the lovely welcome mesages, I’ll get to them asap!! I’ve prepared a little plots page over here, though I’m working on adding a couple more! I’ll also add some details about her under the cut, but if you’d like to plot, please like this and I’ll roll to your ims!!

Yisol was raised by her granny who she’s really close to and who gave her the idea to become a singer

finds acting and entertaining interesting as well

a happy ball of energy, usually easy to get along with and isn’t afraid to approach others first

loves to make people laugh/happy

will avoid confrontations if she can (she’ll find a way)

trainee since July 2018