( poppy liu, thirty-four, non-binary, she/they ) ☆ all the way from LOS ANGELES, CA, supernova records is excited to welcome RUBY WU! as our resident SUPER GRAPHIC ULTRA MODERN GIRL, you remind us of vibrant neon eyeliner, chunky platform boots, disco ball phone charms, hair thrown into worn out claw clips, wildly inconsistent home-brewed iced coffee, and 144p quality galaxy desktop backgrounds. you’re also expected to be SELF-ASSURED and MAVERICK at all times. we know you tend to be SELFISH and BELLIGERENT as well, but let’s do our best to keep that under wraps, okay? we look forward to ensuring you shine under our guidance!
hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii @supernovainfo // i'm anne and welcome to my crib. i will leave the media interview below with a little more facts about lil ruby wu!! please forgive me. i haven't touched tumblr rp in so long i will do my best soldiers
media interview
tell us about yourself! where are you from and what has your life been like before now?
"i'm born and raised in los angeles! my favorite place is actually the griffith observatory when it's not overrun by tourists. my parents would take me up there when i was a kid and point out all of the stars that we could see past the l.a. smog. my dad said that i was a leo and an only child because the star, regulus, dropped a piece of the sky for our family and that was enough star power for the three of us. it's basically written in the stars that i'm here!
my mom and dad were really supportive of my craft growing up. i entered every possible talent show that you could find. my mom was a ballet teacher, so she taught me what she knew. she was the best, she was kind of like miss honey but my actual mom, y'know? and my dad? well, he's an astronomer so that's why he could read the stars to tell me that i was destined to be one. i don't know, it's such a flex for me to say that i'm a product of true love.
honestly, from childhood to adulthood, i've just been trying to figure out who i was. i think i've gone through every possible phase as a teenager, and i ran into adulthood head-first. i never went to college because i knew it wasn't for me. i was never a quick learner when it came to academics. there were a little resistance there for my parents, but i knew they just wanted stability for me. i've leaned on them a lot, and i think i owe them my life. and of course, all of my friends who became my found family along the way. i think i've come to understand that i'm just... a super graphic ultra modern girl, haha!
anyway... as to why i'm with clover now? i have a lot to say, and i think everybody has to grow and evolve. those are like the same words, aren't they? i just think clover is the perfect band for me after my time with mulholland drive. it was time for me to leave the chrysalis. not that the members now are in a chrysalis; that was just for me. they've been beautiful butterflies!!"
what are you most looking forward to on the tour?
stardom. "fun! plus, i get to express myself in a way more authentic way than i ever could. i'm so excited for my old fans to get together with my new fans to hear what i -- i mean, my band, has to say. it's gonna be so fun to sing and dance on stage, it's just so freeing."
what advice do you have for others who want to follow in your footsteps?
"you do what you gotta do. you'll never get what you want if you don't ask for it. i'm a huge advocate of self-advocacy. i think there are so many fish in the water that you have to make yourself look like a dang mermaid or something. what else can i say?" all of this sounds so damn corny.
headcanons
ruby really trusts in the astrological signs, even if she holds those thoughts close to her chest. unfortunately for you, their first impression of you is what your sun sign is.
they don't feel much remorse about things, as a matter of fact, most of their apologies are pretty hollow. there usually isn't an ounce of regret running through their veins.
she would do sooo much for a klondike bar (double chocolate chip cookie that is crispy on the edge and soft and gooey on the inside).
they own a huuuuuge collection of hair accessories, mainly claw clips. anything eccentric will find its way into this collection.
they don't do... lover girl. ruby gets what she wants and when she wants it. their feelings are generally easy to discern when it comes to love because they feel hard and they crash hard. burning bridges isn't something she thinks too hard about.
and that was really the core of it, she realized as she heard ruby say it, that she didn’t want to mess it up for her bandmates. she wanted everything to stay as it was, wanted her group to continue feeling the upward momentum of fame and success, couldn’t bear to introduce failure. everything so far had been charmed, but she knew that the higher you rise, the further you have to fall. "it's a lot of people," she echoed. "and i'm just one person." she kept a steady eye on the bird. "does it always feel like this? like the world is waiting for you to fail every time you step on stage?" is it supposed to feel like this? "oh-" she sighed rapturously, "look. it's his mama." and sure enough, a slightly larger starling had perched on the branch next to him.
ruby wasn't sure if they should be honest or be gentle with kennedy. she's been around for so long and witnessed so many burnouts that she's realized that you've just got to have the moxie to survive the industry. but ruby actually liked kennedy, which was rare for them. "honestly... you will always have some freaks out there who will cancel you any second. people like to watch people bomb out there, it's fun for them because they don't realize that we're not just entertainment," ruby started to say, realizing halfway that this didn't sound very encouraging. the birds that they were watching chirped and tilted their heads towards ruby and kennedy, so she lowered her voice further so they wouldn't get scared and fly away. "look, who gives a shit about everybody else? your band knows you can do what you can do, and that's why you're here. and me? i barely like anybody, and i think you're doing a solid thing. support from me is like the golden goose egg."
"hmm," she ponders for a moment. "i haven't decided yet, depends how the first one goes... a trial, if you will." gemma still wasn't thrilled, with a shrug of her shoulders. she thought ruby was joking at first but the more this conversation went on, she wouldn't put it past the other to follow through. "well it definitely ain't gonna be my tall ass. i'm too worried of hurting someone." she could only think of how it could go terribly wrong. "why you tryna be an adrenaline junkie now anyway? there's other ways to be in touch without risking injury, ya know," she chuckled.
"alriiight, boss," ruby sang, giving gemma a wink. "i don't know... being here is just pumping my adrenaline, and i don't know what to do with myself. i also am a known attention-seeker, as you are aware. don't agree too hard or i'll pretend to cry in front of everybody." they shrugged and sat back in their chair. "if you can help me think of other ways to get this extra energy out, then maaaaaaybe i'll rethink the stage diving thing. maybe."
ruby clamped their lips together in an effort to trick their body into not throwing up. "that falafel fala-fucked me up..." she moaned, meandering to a trash can. speaking made ruby feel even sicker so they quickly zipped their lips again. unfortunately for them, the falafel was making its way back up and bystanders would look to see ruby bent over the trash can and throwing up their guts. yuck!
“ruby!” lucky cried out, jumping away from her friend as she beelined for the trashcan. she didn’t have to get vomit on herself to care. after deeming it safe, lucky trudged gingerly up to ruby and began to pull back their hair, gathering it up in one hand, so she could make a call with another. “hey, yemi? me and ruby are having a mini emergency. like we’ll be able to perform later, but we have got to get someone to pick us up from the food stations." she grimaced through the inevitable lecture, but soon enough she was able to assure ruby that someone was on the way.
it was a little scary, how ready laila had been to say more. after all, even if ruby didn’t spare some genetic material, laila bet a couple more minutes slathering butter atop their every statement would lead to some more interesting information being spilled. “duly noted. you know, this is, like, memoir-level advice. magazine-exclusive, at least. it takes a special kind of… bravery, to opt for trust falling into a truss of grabby hands over some of the more invasive questions interviews have.” she said, gushing slowed considerably by bravery being a term that demanded some searching in her mental copy of compliments for dummies. “and you could so make it work here. anywhere, actually, on any platform. hey, if you deem any upcoming acts dive-worthy, i could film it, and we could edit one of honeydew’s songs on top. sync the beat drop to your drop?”
the compliments started to sound a little too slathered on, but ruby let it slide. laila was apart of a new and coming group. maybe she'll learn how to stack the compliments in a way that felt genuine and not too in-your-face. that wasn't a skill ruby cared about passing on though. "a honeydew song would be sooo fun!" ruby lied. if ruby was going to be on socials, it would be to a clover song. but hey, toss the dog a bone, or whatever the saying was. a hand tapped on ruby's shoulder, and both laila and ruby turned to see yemi's disapproving frown. "oops! so no stage dive?"
" thank you! " birdie beamed, the smile on her face blooming into a full-fledged grin. she takes a long sip of her water and stretches out one of her arms, trying to shake the movement from their dances out of her body. it's hard for her to snap out of the zone sometimes, to stop thinking in lyrics and notes and choreography when it was so much more natural than anything else. " it would mean the world to me to hear your notes. i mean, for the group as a whole that i can pass along, but... also for myself, as an... individual performer. " birdie keeps her tone extremely even, trying to hide her extremely preemptive desire to, well, leave the nest. individual artist was too much of a separation. and she loved honeydew. but really, when it came down to it — birdie knew who she had to look out for.
an angel and devil popped up on ruby's shoulder, the temptation of sabotage calling her name. it seemed easy enough, but they shook it off. ruby was better than that. they didn't need to sabotage some wide-eyed doe to reach superstardom. yeah, yeah, no way ruby was gonna let herself get cancelled for not being a "girl's girl" or whatever. "if you want to pop, you really gotta get your facial expressions down. you're so pretty but you need to captivate your audience!!"
lucky offered ruby what looked like a coy smile, but in reality she was just holding back a laugh when ruby got kai's name wrong. no offense to them, they were perfectly fine, but she was just sour about having to pretend to be "in love" at all. just another way she couldn't be herself.
she was already a few steps ahead of ruby when they started to cry out at her, and when she turned to see them standing so sickly, lucky's face grew stern. "ruby wu, don't you dare throw up on me right now."
ruby clamped their lips together in an effort to trick their body into not throwing up. "that falafel fala-fucked me up..." she moaned, meandering to a trash can. speaking made ruby feel even sicker so they quickly zipped their lips again. unfortunately for them, the falafel was making its way back up and bystanders would look to see ruby bent over the trash can and throwing up their guts. yuck!
this was the last place izzy wanted to be right now. but honestly, she felt that way about a lot of places lately. but none quite like this. she wasn't going to make a tiktok with ruby while their managers parent trapped them in a green room. it was bad enough that ruby had betrayed her and mulholland drive but to act like it wasn't as big of a deal drove her insane. maybe it wasn't to ruby, but izzy had put everything into the band. she had always put the band first, even when she wanted to quit. where the fuck did ruby get off getting to leave while izzy felt obligated to stay? "ohhhh, did i strike a nerve? did what i have to say hurt your little feelings?" she rolled her eyes, being a little crueler than she would normally be. this was years of resentment bubbling under the surface that was about to explode. "i didn't realize you even fucking had those. did you ever think about how we would feel when you abandoned us?" she almost said when you abandoned me but she knew her voice might actually break if she uttered that.
"oh my god, you are being so intense right now! no, my feelings aren't hurt, you were just doing a lot and as a result of all that extraness, we are stuck in here!" ruby was partially telling the truth. their feelings were a little hurt! why wouldn't they be? her best friend was screaming all this shit at her, and she seem to really believe that ruby was a villain. damn! with their feathers bristled, ruby turned, and for once, their usual nonchalant and easy grin was nowhere to be found. "why do you keep digging your heels in this heap of bullshit, izzy? i didn't abandon you guys! it's not like i ever said, 'oop, i'm not in mulholland drive anymore so i'm no longer speaking to you. you guys were the one who cut me out just because i wanted to do something else with my career. you're the abandoner!"
@supernovainfo || a gaggle of seat fillers crowded into the bathroom in a chorus of shrieky giggles, but amy ignored them in favor of much finer, more famous company. she stood before the mirror with a tragic lip gloss applicator, destined to be ignored in favor of running her big mouth. "okay, you have to swear on your life that you won't tell anyone i said this, but what the hell was that last performance? i swear, the pop girlies are the only ones who know how to get anything done around here. and the rest of the supernova bands, obviously."
ruby continued to primp their hair, but my, oh my, she was sure interested in what amy had to say. "it's so sad! i just feel like a lot of current musicians aren't even attempting to reach the caliber that they could. i want more for us, i really do," they said in a sickly sweet tone as if they pitied the previous act. in reality, ruby was ecstatic. there was no way any of these performances could overshadow clover's. they really should have been the ones to take the stage, but in due time...
" well, i'm telling you that right now i'm focused on the grammys, and there's no such thing as a 'last minute harness' at the next stop unless someone wants to get decapitated by a support beam, " trinity speaks plainly into the phone, the only sign of annoyance the hand pinching her nose that goes up to say 'one second' to the person in front of her. " and if you're too scared to say it to the talent's face, i'll do it. " she hangs up, then to the talent in her face: " if you're going to ask me where yemi is, i don't know. "
"actually, i'm interested in this harness. there's really no way for that to happen?" ruby inquired, a mischievous grin on their face. "i'm only joking if we really can't get that harness. anyway, i would love to know if we were able to get the bedazzled headsets ready for the clover set. it just really ties in our look together, y'know?"
edgelord elian has of course spilled something blood red and disgustingly salty all over their white and neon green grammy's dress. " i have never wanted to win anything less, " they say with a groan, eyes rolling towards the very busy stage and the very bright lights. oh, and the cameras. don't forget the cameras. they'd start calling xer CARRIE the minute it was aired.
" have you got anything at all i can borrow ? everything else i own is dirty. it'll only take like. . . 10 minutes to call someone from the hotel to deliver it. "
"elian!" ruby gasped out loud as they turned around and took a glimpse at the disaster that was sitting on xer dress. "you are so lucky we wear similar color palettes... i don't think we're the same size though." she was a master at making outfits work last-minute, so ruby was already on their phone. "don't worry, i can totally make it work. you'll just be an exquisite mannequin to me!"
"what? oh, of course i did! i know fashion, and what you're wearing is totally clashing. unless you're trying to be ironically clashing, which i guess might -- and i mean, MIGHT... follow the motifs of your band." ruby reached up to tap their lips in ponderance. "hm... even so, this still needs some work."
( @birdiewash ) // ruby had sat in on honeydew's rehearsal at the request of birdie (although she really did not want to, but alas... their publicist canceled their meeting so why not?). after the honeydew members said their goodbyes to each other, ruby beckoned birdie over. "you guys really are something," they complimented, unable to come up with a better adjective in the moment. it wasn't that the group was bad... it was just that they might be good enough to steal ruby's spotlight, and that was just unacceptable.
“oh, come on, even you’re better than kissing a taken woman,” lucky chides ruby, but she clearly isn’t convinced considering the way she turns her face away and out of ruby’s range. monica will never let her hear the end of it if someone leaks a photo of her kissing her bandmate on the same weekend as #lai’s instagram debut.
they finish eating in record time, and haeri's mouth is free to start nagging ruby. “hurry, we only have half an hour until we have to be backstage, and the vip golf cart stop is still pretty far."
"ohhh right! i forgot about little kay -- sorry, i mean kai. kai, kai, kai, i need to remember their name. i can't believe you didn't tell me that you were hard launching at glastonbury!" ruby chided back, wagging their tzatziki-covered finger at lucky.
"lucky... i can sing, and i can dance. but i do not run outside of stamina training. do not rush me!" after wiping her mouth, ruby started marching toward the golf cart station with a hand on their tummy. "ooh... my stomach is not happy with that meal... we ate that wayyy too fast..."
( @izzyfm ) // a deep frown etched across ruby's face as they sat in the green room for their upcoming dublin show across from izzy. the band managers had stuck the two of them in a room alone so they would work it out - at least on screen. the managers had suggested (volun-demanded?) filming a silly tiktok video to show the fans that were was no bad blood between the supernova superstars. after the ridiculous screeching match at glastonbury, ruby didn't have anything left to say to izzy. well, other than... "you didn't have to yell at me by the way."
STARTER : open @supernovainfo !
LOCATION : spain !
WHEN : post-stage rehearsal !
kai doesn't quite know how they managed to pull it off, but somehow they'd convinced a crew member and the production manager to let them stay for a bit after rehearsals. the official reason was to get some extra practice on the relatively newer drum kit–custom made for the tour, of course–arguing that the practice pad she'd been lugging around and storing on the tour bus not quite enough for her. the unofficial reason was that she was still keyed up from rehearsals and needed to let off some steam, and what better way to do that than by whaling on the drums in an essentially empty stadium ??? so that's what's kai's doing, running through a few different familiar grooves but mostly just letting her frustrations out. and then she slams the sticks down on the cymbals and one of them snaps in half, flying out of her hand and off the stage. ❛ FUCK ! ❜
ruby needed more time to visualize their set; they just needed to do more. nothing about their last rehearsal felt ready to perform even though clover had run through it a bajillion times. ruby had snuck into the stage area to get herself together without the chirping from every direction. looking forward to the silence, it was surprising to hear the loud banging of drums before she could get to the stage. when ruby realized that it was lucky's girlfriend, they stood to the side while kai did their thing on the drums. they could feel the beat, nodding their head along to the banging until they watched the stick break. "whoa!! what a finale!" ruby exclaimed, clapping loudly as they mistook kai's frustration for passion.
lucky barely listens to ruby as they go on and on about the industry being a dog and duck food pyramid or whatever. as if she doesn't know. it's just that she truly, from the bottom of her heart, can't care. ruby is already in one of the hottest music groups of the year, yet she can't be satiated. lucky will never in her life be that hungry.
"oh hell," she murmurs, finally paying her friend mind when her falafel falls to the ground. without saying anything, haeri marches up to the stand for another order, even charming them to have it out without a wait, then delivers it back to ruby. "hurry, eat this before the horror can set in."
"if i kiss you, would that blow things up on social media?" ruby asked, looking only at the new plate of food that lucky brought to them. "just kidding. or am i...? no i'm really just kidding." they gingerly picked up the food that had fallen onto the ground and smiled at the stranger. no way she would be caught labeled as a litterer!!!! after tossing it away, ruby scarfed down the food alongside lucky. "i think i almost turned into a monster... you saved the night."
