Shilo and the Graverobber
Let’s roll back the clock for a moment and spin you a tale.
About a year and a half ago, a certain studio in western Unova wanted to put on something that had never been done before. Sure, the Musicals in Nimbasa were popular enough, but few people actually went out of their way to enjoy them. PokeStar Studios, however, was garnering more and more attention by the day. So it was a simple inevitability that the heads of both organizations would come together to concoct a crazy scheme.
Get this. A musical. But a movie.
And not just a singsongy romance story, but a super dark, crazy story, like the sorta wild shite that came out of the choices made by a certain rising star.
Yes, this was why the creators of this joint effort knew they needed to call a certain recent Champion... And perhaps look to other regions for further help.
“...And you really think I’m right for this?” muttered the brown haired teen who walked through the streets of PokeStar Studios with the Chairman beside her. He was a stout man, but his personality was giant, and he seemed even more excited about this than she was.
Chuckling to himself, the Chairman mused, “You’ll do fine, Rosa-darling! I’ve seen you sing already, so I have faith in your vocal talents, but what I truly need is someone who can get so deep into their role that they truly feel the character they play,” he continued, gesturing dramatically, “I need your ability to become the character!”
Well... If the Chairman said so... Flashing a dazzling smile, Rosa gave him a soft nod. “Then you know what? I’ll do it! But I do have a question.” She scratched her chin and looked back at the note she’d been handed earlier. “I recognize some names on this cast list- it’s gonna be wild seeing Sabrina again!- But who’s this Piers guy?”
Rosa wouldn’t get her answer until she’d gone through hair and makeup, all primmed and ready for the first lineup of the cast.
She saw him- or, well, at least him in costume, standing near the refreshments table. It took all of Rosa’s willpower to not gorge herself on the massive stacks of tarts, cupcakes, cookies, muffins, fruits, and all that other shiz just calling out to her to be eaten.
But she’d already made the Chairman mad once when she ate the entire stock of food meant for a cast of ten...
So maybe it was better to just... not.
“Uhm...” she muttered hesitantly, slowly making her way toward the rock star’s side.
“H-Hi, my name is Rosa...” she mused in a quiet voice, testing out her understanding of the character, “I’ll be co-starring with you as Shilo...” She lifted her skirts and made to curtsy politely, sincerely hoping that she knew what she was doing. And that her newly dyed black hair didn’t look too out of place on her. Life would be so much easier if she could just be herself, but the Chairman had wanted her to maintain her character as much as possible if she was in costume.