#c:hc

[cadclarington-blog]

I barley got back into town, but got it.

[agoodlinerp-blog]

PERSONALLY:

Hunter Clarington is a 25-year-old job, living in place. He’s relationship, and hopes to someday be goal.

PREVIOUSLY:

In spite of being the best captain the Warblers ever had, Hunter was busted for the steroids he was pumping himself and his team full of. Since then…

PRESENTLY:

TBA by player!

POTENTIALLY:

TBA by player!

[rkirene]

★ chobacon

          the grass muffles footsteps that bring chorong closer to the edge of the amassed crowd, her voice softening into a murmured quiet apology as she brushes arms with strangers to move further into the group for a better vantage point. for being a public talent show, chorong hadn’t expected this level of attendance and yet, mostly everyone she recognized was here, their whispers of excitement dancing around her ears and ribald remarks thrown out to those female performers who’d come attired in their sexiest clothing to sing and dance. 

           pigs.

           chorong sidles her way to a good spot and keeps her features schooled blank as the males close by shoot her interested glances. clearly the unflattering oversized hoodie wasn’t doing its intended job of hiding her presence and chorong clicks her tongue in disapproval the moment one foolishly brave soul steps closer to her. he freezes in place when chorong coolly stares back at him, satisfaction blooming in her chest when he correctly reads the silent rejection in her expression. 

          she’d come here to see her friends: seulgi and yoongi, who both had promised performances for her listening pleasure, and perhaps seolhyun, too, if the other had chosen to do so (and what a surprise that would be!) chorong gladly listens to the acts that come before and in between her friends’ own, her eyes glued to the stage and absently nodding along as the public performers did their best to ‘wow’ this crowd. the key difference, she notices mildly, between this stage and the one for the trainees had to be the level of pressure. chorong could confidently say these listeners were far more happier and encouraging of those who showed off their best than the others had been within the companies. without the threat of official competition, did everything feel so much more relaxed?

          yoongi’s rap moves her, in the way that tears burn behind eyes and cause her throat to tighten in compassion. seulgi’s violin and dance cheers her up, coaxing out a rare smile on chorong’s lips and silent plans to tease her roommate later. it’s clear that the two are talented and chorong keeps her hopes unsaid; a future in which all her friends could join her in sphere together someday. she misses them terribly, even if she sees seulgi every evening, but chorong keeps it quiet and closely guarded deep inside her heart. for the two who chase their dreams as vividly as she does, they only deserve the best paths they could possibly be given. 

         (but, for the meantime, her wishes will continue to remain quite selfish.) 

[rkirene]

★ cholark

                                                    harmonization workshop !

fact #1 learned during summer camp: indoor air-conditioning will always beat the sun. fact #2 learned during summer camp: attending workshops is fun if they’re useful.

          and this workshop is useful because chorong plans on singing for the rest of her life and useful because it affords the girl ample opportunity to observe what korea’s new generation of idols are capable of (see: competition.) some can sing-- that’s obvious-- and many more can’t, which, as sad as it is to admit, is not surprising in the least. idols didn’t need to be talented in everything, or anything really, if their visuals were competent enough to lure in the loyal fans. how lucky to be able to live that way, so carefree and dependent that one lovely smile can snatch a dozen potential cfs!

fact #3 learned during summer camp: jealousy is a thing.

          “good,” the instructor praises as she circles around chorong’s pairing and listens to each one of them vocalize the lines to chi-chi’s “mister mister.” a terrible song choice for any occasion, in chorong’s opinion, but it was the price for asking the other singer to accompany her for this workshop exercise. just by listening during the previous warm-ups, chorong honed in on the royal girl as a worthwhile partner to train with and easily slid into her hemisphere the moment the instructors told them to break off into groupings.

          “what’s it like in sphere?” the other asks curiously once a well-deserved break is earned. she hands chorong a water bottle and the latter accepts it with a gracious nod. chorong chooses her words carefully, thoughts organizing into a priority list of how not to drag her company while being honest about her improving happiness.            “mm. creative?” the company more casual than focused, allowing artists to develop their personal skills as future musicians in the industry. chorong spends more time alone than with the others even if lessons consume the majority of her busy days. “between university and training, it’s a headache.” the other girl’s eyebrows raise but chorong only takes a small sip of the water and sets it aside. “let’s get back to work, shall we?” 

[thestarchildgilbert-blog]

notsosubmissiveclarington said: Sigh… if it was any one else than you insulting me, I wouldn’t.

And why is that?

[britishbellecrawford]

Instagram

@big_game_hunter: I’m fully prepared to experience this firsthand. My back awaits you, m'lady.

@british_belle: Apparently I completely missed this #fail Anyway, when you are free find me :P

[britishbellecrawford]

Instagram

@big_game_hunter: you should offer to paint his nails a nice bright pink.

@british_belle: I think it would suit him :P You should hold him dow--- I mean help me. #oops?

[britishbellecrawford]

So. About this pole dancing... you still game because I think I found a place. If you're up for it, I'll try to find a dominant to take us.

I am definitely still game for this. I can’t believe you found somewhere! Skye would most likely take us if we asked but do you have someone in mind?