I feel like I'm the worst so I always act like I'm the best.

"I'm Rohan Patel, and when I put a wig on I become Kennedy Addison. I'm the SHSL Pop Star."

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I'm worse at what I do best, And for this gift, I feel blessed/Open/Task 9

Rohan stared at the small jar in his hand. It had a strange… White powder in it… Was this sugar? Why would he be scared of sugar? 

Innocently, he takes the lid off and gives a small sniff, before jerking back and screaming.

Just completely screaming.

He’s just screaming.

Okay…

[zain-blanc]

Zain was interrupted by the sudden change of his ID and shock that hit him to the screaming from Rohan out of nowhere. He went over to him wide eyed and almost looking concerned. “Hey! Stop screaming! What the hell is wrong?” He yelled over the screaming, noticing the jar filled with white powder. What the hell?

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Rohan looks like he’s seen a big ol’ Ghosty Goo, like, he looks genuinely scared.

He screws the lid back on it and holds the jar against his chest, in his head thinking he’s protecting Zain from it, but it really looks like he’s trying to keep it all to himself.

“Stay away!! Dis is sum really brutal stuff!!”

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I'm worse at what I do best, And for this gift, I feel blessed/Open/Task 9

Rohan stared at the small jar in his hand. It had a strange... White powder in it... Was this sugar? Why would he be scared of sugar? 

Innocently, he takes the lid off and gives a small sniff, before jerking back and screaming.

Just completely screaming.

He’s just screaming.

Okay...

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Shook // OPEN // Chapter 3

After that trial, Bea was kinda shook. She liked Sydney, she was nice to her, and seeing her body like that was certainly alarming. She hadn’t ever had a conversation with Alyse, so her opinion on her was just the bad connotations she got from the others. Ugh, they’re down to 13 people… that’s just… Insane.

To get her mind off of all of this, she decided to maybe check out the new area, and found herself at the show stage. It wasn’t anything too special, but it was nice to check out. She turned to leave when she saw someone standing behind her,

“Oh, hello! How are you, after everything?”

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“Oi suppose oi'm doin’ gran',” He wrapped his arms around her and smiled softly. He’s so glad he still has her.

“Oi tink oi'm mostly doin' well cos av de state av me memory. 'onestly... me memory almost makes it so oi canny even believe dis is al' rayle...” He shook his head slightly. “ 'Oweya, me 'oney Bea?”

[zain-blanc]

Is there even a point to it anymore? /Chapter 3/ OPEN

Everything was happening so quickly.. his heart ached and it felt like nothing even mattered anymore. Sydney, the person he cared for the most.. the one he wanted to spend forever with was dead. He tried to think that maybe an upside to everything was that Alyse died.. but at the cost of Sydney dying, it wasn’t even worth it.. damnit all.

Zain broke off from the group and went to his room. He unlocked the door and went into his room leaving the door cracked. Zain then took the polaroid picture he had of Sydney and him out of his pocket and placed it on his bed. They looked so happy in it.. smiling and not worrying about anything… He hiccuped trying to hold back tears just looking at it. Damnit grow a backbone Zain…

He glanced over at the acoustic guitar sitting in the corner and decided to pick it up. Zain then sat on the bed with it and began to play a sad tune and sing softly in french. The song was along the lines of getting over a loved one and trying to keep happy while they are not with them anymore. While singing he began to cry.

A knock was heard on his door and he quickly whipped his tears away to act like he wasn’t crying. “W-who is it? What do you want..”

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“'Tis Rohan. Oi jist wanted ter check an' see if yer were okay...” He felt awkward, of course, he wasn’t okay. He just lost his girl- ex? Wasn’t she his ex? Or? Maybe? Rohan doesn’t remember much of the trial actually...

“U-um, yer sin' really well.” That’s off topic, Rohan. 

Concentrate. Think of something comforting to say.

...

He’s drawing a blank...

“Can oi come in?”

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A mulatto, an Albino, A mosquito, my libido, yeah/Open/Task 8

Things were getting interesting for Rohan. His memories are so bad, he doesn’t remember half of the things that have happened around him. He remembers the big things, but not much else since he hasn’t been taking notes on it. He should really make sure he asks Bea for some more information on this stuff...

But until then he’s just kind of here, floating around in his mind as he eats curry. He just wants to see his family again, and that’s all he’s thinking about, until he sees someone else walk in. “Oh, hello.”

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Oh no I know, a dirty word/Open/Task 6

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“Okay, that’s good, I wouldn’t want you to get hurt~!” She giggled as he picks her up, smiling into the kiss, moving her hands to his shoulders. She pulled away from him and looked into his face,

“Now that I’m with you I’m pretty good! A lot on my mind, though.” Bluh, she didn’t want to think about anything bad when she’s around him, so she just smiled at him again,

“How are you doing~?”

“I’m always doing great when I’m with my Honey Bea.” He gives her one last kiss before setting her down and twirling her.

“But what’s on your mind, sugar? I want you happy always, so I’m willing to listen to any troubles you might be having.”

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Oh no I know, a dirty word/Open/Task 6

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Bea’s face went red at his words, why does he have to be so cute?? She smiled up at him,

“Seeing you always brightens up my day as well, Sunshine~!“ Her face went from a smile back to a concern, “But are you alright? Burns can get really serious if they’re bad enough,”

“It was a small one, just a little red. It’s not bad, I promise.” He kisses her gently on the lips. “Now, how is my little Honey Bea doing?” He slips his arm around her waist and lifts her up to kiss her again, longer and more passionately.

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Oh no I know, a dirty word/Open/Task 6

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Bea really didn’t want to deal with what was happening, all she wanted was to just forget? And maybe get some coffee, that always helped her feel better.

So, she went to a cafe, and didn’t even notice Rohan in there, so she ordered her coffee and as she was doing so, heard someone yell. She jumped, and looked over, seeing her boyfriend. She quickly grabbed her coffee and went to Rohan, looking at him with a concern.

“Rohan?? What happened, are you alright?”

“I, uh, burned myself...” His face was red with embarrassment, but at least it was Bea. His lovely, lovely, Bea.

He gently kissed Bea on the nose and gave her a big smile. “But seeing you always makes me feel better Buttercup~.” 

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Oh no I know, a dirty word/Open/Task 6

Rohan just flat out noped the fuck out of that situation. Nope Nope Nope frienderino, he doesn’t need to protect his identity that much. He’s not touching that wig ever again.

He walked right on away from that, nope nope nope. Nothing’s happening, he’s fine.

He walks into a cafe, orders himself a coffee, and wishes he had a plot thing to take his mind off of all this. Noperino, my frienderino.

He goes to take a drink of his coffee and he spills it on his hand a bit, causing himself to yell, “MOTHERFUCKER!” At full capacity, earning the attention of someone else nearby. He nursed his hand gently as he heard someone else walk in.

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With the lights out, it's less dangerous/Open/Task 5

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shsl-popsensation:

perfectprincesspianist:

Lydia was drawn to the ballroom by the faint sound of music. Music had always soothed her, it was her greatest joy in life. At least until she met Ayumu. Oh God, even just thinking about her tore her heart out again.

When she got to the ballroom she saw Rohan on his guitar. She didn’t even have the energy to be mad at him for existing. She was too busy being sad.

She walked past him, ignoring his greeting, and sitting herself down at the piano, and beginning to play the same tune the boy had just been playing.

Oh? Okay...

He sits on the speaker again and pulls the guitar back into his lap. He joins in quietly, hoping to not anger her. Gosh, he’s still so paranoid... But... She seems to be tolerating him? Did he really over react? Maybe it actually was an accident? He’s... Just going to not deal with this...

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With the lights out, it's less dangerous/Open/Task 5

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shsl-popsensation:

shsl-cowboy:

Oh god it was KEN - HE MEANS ROHAN!! ROHAN. This was….going to be an adjustment. ..

“O-oh uh, h-howdy ke-Rohan! That was some mighty fine playin’!”

God he was an embarrassment save HIM.

Gosh, he forgot people were going to get close to calling him Kennedy.

“Tanks.” He picks the guitar back up and sits on the speaker, casually strumming. “We 'enny spoken in a while, 'owaya?”

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With the lights out, it's less dangerous/Open/Task 5

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beamaricut:

Even though Bea was still shook over the whole thing, exploring still sounded somewhat nice. So, she walked around until she saw the ballroom. Oh, that sound’s fun! She started going towards it until she heard someone playing the guitar. It sounds like the music Rohan likes, so she assumed it was him and walked inside. She didn’t expect him to quickly put the guitar down and try to hide it, why would he do that??

“Hello, amore~! Why did you stop playing, it sounded so nice?“

Oh thank goodness, it’s just Bea.

Rohan smiles, “Sorry, jist tart it wus someone else, y’know?” He walked up to Bea and pulled her up into his arms, kissing her.

That’s so straight gay??? What the fuck????

“'Tis nice ter see yer, 'oneybea.”

[disney-monoshop]

Clown

It’s a giant clown plush. Like, giant. Like probably bigger than Kennedy.

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Holy Fucking Shit Monocoins remaining: 4

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With the lights out, it's less dangerous/Open/Task 5

Rohan was literally so done with this. He didn’t want to deal with this at all. Nope, not at all.

So he goes to the ballroom, finds an electric guitar, and sets on getting rid of his worries. 

He plays something that sounds very grunge. Almost like a game of ‘Hello '90s!!’ is happening. He’s completely lost in his playing until he notices someone else enter and he immediately stops, pushing the guitar away and pretending he wasn’t just playing. “Hello?”

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No no no, please no, // OPEN // CH 1 MOTIVE

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Bea was so happy that he was the one that came up to her. She looked up at him, still crying, but also surprised to see Rohan’s face. She hadn’t had a chance to check her ID yet, and seeing her boyfriends pink hair out of the wig was a shock. It nearly distracted her. Nearly.

“H-hey, R-rohan,“ She leaned into him, shaking a little and trying not to full on sob, “I-I.. Oh my god, b-babe I can’t…” She doesn’t want to start sobbing, but she was so close, having him here was great but she is just so ups e t

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Rohan pulled her even closer, wrapping her in his arms and effectively shielding her from the gun. He hummed quietly and rubbed her back.

“Ah've got yer. Ah've got yer, oi promise. मैं वादा करता हूँ कि हम कभी भी जल्द ही हिस्सा नहीं होंगे।.” He gently rocked her, keeping his body in the way of the gun.

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Smells Like the Best of Both Worlds/Open/Task 3

[playboyrunaway]

Sydney escaped the confines of Alyse Dray and felt sick to her stomach. She needed to tell someone what had had happened. She unfortunately couldn’t find Zain anywhere. So anyone could do…she just needed someone to comfort her…

Sydney walked into the restaurant and notices a large young man in a pink ponytail. Was that? No…it can’t be. Really?!

Sydney had to walk around the seat and see the face. As she did, she gasped, “Kennedy, is that you?!??”

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Rohan smiled weakly. “Technically, aye, but me rayle name is Rohan Patel.” Oh, that accent. Wow, it’s thick. He really did hold it back when he had to be Kennedy, didn’t he?

“Sorry for technically lyin' aboyt who oi wus an' al', but y'know, oi'm kind av required ter.” He shrugged, “Me record label foun' me while 'annah Montana wus big, Waaat can oi say?”

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No no no, please no, // OPEN // CH 1 MOTIVE

Bea watched the gun move to train on herself, and was instantly terrified. Oh gosh, why, why would this happen? She didn’t want to die, all Bea wanted was to be happy here. She wanted to make friends, not be afraid for her life…! Oh no, and her sister is there too, ohhh no, why is she here? Bea cares so much for her twin, of course they would bring her into this.

Bea felt herself tearing up. She had no idea what to do, so she sat down on the floor and brought her knees to her chest. She didn’t want to cry, she really didn’t, but this felt so hopeless. With herself and her best friend, her sister, being threatened to be killed if no one else does, she has no idea what to do other than place her head onto her knees and cry.

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Rohan slipped his flannel off of his shoulders as he noticed Bea, sitting down by her and gently placing it around her shoulders. “Hey, Honey Bea.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against his chest. He gently presses a kiss to the side of her head.