#be:greenplugged

[be-events]

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[bejinyoung]

moon jinyoung performing ko ko bop at greenplugged open mic.

when it comes to performing in the middle of a hot summer’s day, what’s better than simply being even hotter? jinyoung had wanted to do a summery song. to be honest, the first thing he thought of were girl groups. maybe something by starlie, they always had good summer songs. but when someone suggested kokobop, that was absolutely perfect. the boys were all more confident performing something originally choreographed for men anyway (though jinyoung doesn’t think he would’ve had a problem, but it’s not up to him really).

jinyoung would’ve been perfectly fine taking the stage by himself. there’s something more nerve-wracking about performing with a group. sure, they all practiced hard, they’re all very well prepared, but there’s always the chance of something going wrong. the fact that it’s completely out of jinyoung’s control adds to his anxiety. if he’s the one who messes up, misses a step or forgets a part, they’ll be mad at him. honestly, if someone else messes up, he’d be mad at them too. they’ve all worked so hard, everyone wants to do well even if this is just a low-stakes, just for fun sort of thing. it’s not like they’re in a competition.

he takes a deep breath, shakes out his limbs, and takes his place on the stage when their time arrives. looking out to the audience, he can tell no one really cares about them. sure, there’s a couple of people watching casually, but jinyoung understands that they’re far from the main event. bigger, more exciting artists are up on the main stage. normally he’d be frustrated; he gets so mad at an audience when they rudely ignore the act on stage. but this is a different situation. honestly, he’d be doing the same thing unless something really caught his attention. he can only hope he can manage to turn a few heads himself.

the music starts (thank god; he’s had issues with poor music systems before) and their dance begins. jinyoung thrives. sensual, slow, but still somehow totally appropriate for the summer season. he rides the rhythm with a measured practice, his expressions transforming to match the mood. he picks a face in the crowd, someone who made the decision to lend him their attention, and he makes wordless promises that makes it impossible for them to look away. jinyoung doesn’t hold in his smirk, pleased at the way he hypnotizes a stranger with his movement and expressions, before searching for another and doing the same. he bounces between strangers in the audience, capturing each of them just for the few minutes that they dance. the spell will be over soon, the moment broken. but for now, he shares something with them. completely silent, yet never more expressive.

jinyoung’s out of breath by the time the music fades out, their performance over. they stand still for a few moments, letting it sink in. that connection with the audience fades slowly, eyes turning off of them and back to whatever they were doing before. jinyoung can only smile. he loves this, even as the magic starts to fade away.

[moonsikbe]

♡closed starter for @bejihun♡

moonsik had spent the better part of his day pacing nonstop between the variety of booth that had been set up throughout the park for the duration of the greenplugged event, usually with some sort of beverage glued to his hand. at this point, there was a strong possibility that the small redhead was made up of much more juice than he was actually person. but, that wasn’t something new for him. it wouldn’t be moonsik without some sort of juice-induced sugar rush that would make most parents cringe. 

he had originally only planned on staying a few hours. he was going to pick up some trash, jam out to a few sets, and then scurry home to the comfort of the studio he had set up so nicely in his friends living room. however, he found his plans changing as he became immersed in the atmosphere of the festival.

next thing he knew, moonsik had somehow ended up with his face painted in various vivid colours, not caring at all about how ridiculous the entire getup made him look. after all, it wasn’t as if he had many friends that he would end up running into. his thoughts were quickly proven all too wrong as he running the corner, running almost completely into an all too familiar face. 

[beintae]

𝟎𝟏 ; 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤-𝐦𝐞-𝐮𝐩.

—  ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  a narrative revolving around intae and @bedaeun​​​​ !

maybe he’s a horrible person , but no part of intae is at the festival for the greater good of the environment. to be honest , he always complains about having to separate his trash , and when it came to pollution , it seemed like a problem for the future generations to have to worry about. his self-indulgent lifestyle that acted as if he were the universe’s center made him simply tune out everything else in response. so while he’s wearing earth tones for the occasion , in every other facet his commitments to the festival lie in nothing but free food and good music.

well . . . those things , and kim daeun. she was a rare case , someone who’d managed to pr intae’s emotions open far more than even the closest of his friends had been able. it’s as if they met , for a split second , everything in the universe aligned to show them that they were meant to meet one another. while he was incredibly social , intae kept his close friends circle relatively intimate , but with both their similar upbringings and shared emotional vulnerabilities , it was no surprise the other made the cut. and , in true intae fashion , he’s come to support his friend in any way he can. the second he’d heard there was an open mic he vowed to come support , and that he did. during the beginning and end of her performance , intae’s near hysterical cheers of “ go kim daeun !!!! that’s my friend !!!! ” echoed into the sky. 

after the performance , intae’s eyes expectantly dart around the festival until they land on a particular person. before he can hold himself back , his legs dart over to wear the familiar face is standing , arms outstretched to offer a hug with a big grin on his face. time had revealed that daeun held herself to an incredibly high standard , so it’d become intae’s natural instinct to shower her with praises whenever she’d performed well. “ kim daeun ! who knew my friend was a born talent , huh ? soon , you’ll catch up to me ! ” he can’t help the teasing words slip out , but the amusement intertwined within his words show he’s only playing. “ i swear , i wouldn’t be surprised if someone signs you today and you end up debuting tomorrow ! you did so well ! ”

[beyuji]

a starter for @bedaeun !!

yuji ducks her head with a wide smile, calling out thanks as she takes the drinks in her hands and moves back into the moving people. she manuevers herself with ease, offering apologetic smiles and bows of her head if she gets too close to someone. making her way back to the general area of the open mic, her eyes flicker over everyone looking for daeun's familiar face.

whoever's finishing their performance on main stage is speaking, whatever they're saying yuji can't make out. but she does hear the wilding crowd and response and looks over instinctively, curious. returning her attention forward, she ducks around a couple and continues looking for her friend. eyes lighting up when she sees her, yuji quickens her pace annd slow jogs over, careful not to spill the drinks in her hand. slowing when she's close enough, she holds out one of the drinks towards daeun with a hum.

"for you, superstar." she teases, shaking up the drink idly. "got you something i thought you'd like."  lifting her own drink choice to her mouth, she sips at it with a happy hum. tilting her head, she observes daeun quietly for a moment, tapping a finger on the cup of her drink in thought. "how're you feeling? nervous?" she asks, shifting her balance from one foot to the other.

[wannaberp]

— GREENPLUGGED FEST ENDS ON SATURDAY!

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[beyun]

BE:GREENPLUGGED / litter pickup solo ( wc: 359 ) — ( ft. @bejinyoung sort of )

yun collapses onto the bench, blood rushing through his veins as he breathes out the high of performing on stage again for the first time in forever. his legs are shaking, but it's a feeling that he's missed. the crowd reception wasn't anything crazy, but seeing members of the audience sway along to the song and cheer for him after the song ended was enough to set his mind on fire. he closes his eyes.

oh, how he craves to be on stage again, this time with an even bigger audience, all there for him. in this fantasy, he's both a singer and a dancer, executing fantastical moves and notes without breaking a sweat. what a dream it was. he can almost hear the crowd screaming his name, "kang yun, kang yun, yun, yun..."

"yun."

his eyes snap open. in front of him is an unpleasant, unwelcome face. moon jinyoung.

"what?" yun snarls, upset to be snapped out of his daydream.

jinyoung raises his eyebrows at the aggression, but simply points towards where yun was sitting.

he looks down curiously, only to find a colourful popsicle wrapper half hidden under his leg.

"ew, what the..." yun gets off the bench in a hurry, hoping none of the sticky, sweet substance had gotten on his pants. after shooting jinyoung another frown, though, he picks up the wrapper, as well as another that had fallen on the ground, and thinks for a moment. he had heard something about trash being exchanged for food up front, and by god if he wasn't always strapped for cash. maybe this was a sign to start? his mind had been much too occupied with the open mic performance before to consider this earlier, but now that he had free time, might as well earn a meal, right?

"i'm gonna do that trash pickup thing," he gestures vaguely towards jinyoung, ignoring the look he gets from him for staring into space with someone else's litter in his hands. "might as well come with me so i can hand you in in a bag," he jokes, and starts speed-walking towards the main tent before jinyoung can complain.

[eunbyeolbe]

solo | 과거를 회상해 봤자 의미가 없다 | wc: 414

tldr; eunbyeol reminisces on the past and performs one of her own tracks for open mic

eunbyeol wasn’t a stranger to being on stage. in fact, she had spent the most part of her life front and centre. she was an entertainer by nature and being in the spotlight is where she felt the most at home. maybe that’s the part of being an idol that she missed the most. sure, she still performed almost daily. but the crowds that were drawn into the venues that she currently performed at were nothing like the ones that she remembers standing in front of her at music shows. or even her own concerts, with the few that HOLIDAY were lucky enough to perform before their unfortunate disbandment. sometimes, eunbyeol can still imagine the crowds screaming her name. one day, it would all be hers again. that was all that she could ever want. 

for now, the small sea of people that stood in front of her would have to be enough. she can’t help but wonder if any of them remembered her. maybe there were even a few who had heard that ryu eunbyeol would be at greenplugged and had made the journey solely on the chance that they would be able to come face to face with her. after all, they would be fools if they didn’t think themselves lucky to be in her presence.

she had spent the majority of the day tucked away waiting for the perfect moment. the crowd had been steady, but she wanted to be sure that the largest crowd of the day would be there when she was ready to perform. upon finally deciding it was the perfect moment, eunbyeol untucked herself from the corner, waltzing over to make herself next in line for the open mic. 

setting up was like second nature to her by now and in a matter of mere seconds she was perched prettily on a stool, guitar balanced on her knee as she flashed a false grin to the people who were watching. humming happily, she gives a small wave. “hi everyone. i’m nova. some of you might recognize me. if you do, thank you so much your support. my fans really are the greatest. and for those of you who don’t know me yet, i hope you’re excited to see more of me. i’m going to start off with an original called remember. i hope you enjoy and please come find me after if you want to know where to find me on social media! thank you so much.”