#ryt:roe

[rytaejeong-blog]

lessons— gmj.

@rytminjoon​

the afterparty has aejeong sipping a drink at the bar instead of dancing. it’s nice to see that her members and friends from other groups are enjoying themselves and letting their hair down, but the atmosphere makes aejeong too nervous to go out and actively socialize. besides, with all her time in this industry, it’s not like she has new friends to make besides the few junior groups who greeted her formally.

yet her eye scans the crowd for one performer. if she’s honest, none of those junior groups truly did catch her critical eye. as cordially as she accepted their greetings, her mind was somewhere else, her eyes drifting over their shoulders in hopes of catching a glimpse of AEON’s main rapper.

she’d been thoroughly impressed with his performance on stage. as the leader of a “legendary girl group” or whatever the hell that bin byeoungkeun described them as, aejeong was expected to be proficient in all areas of talent. grudgingly she had to agree with that tyrant there, that it would be best if she could be not only a jack of all trades, but a master as well. and unfortunately, rap seemed to be impossible.

she’d spent countless hours practicing her rap above all else, and to no avail. but there was something about AEON’s “orion’s” performance that made her eyes glint excitedly, lighting up with a plan. unfortunately, he seemed impossible to find after that, and she’d spent the better first half of the afterparty roaming the dance floor looking for him among idols and actors and soloists and staff members.

when she finally spots him, she slams her drink down hurriedly, spilling it a little, and makes her way to him before slowing her pace to something a little more casual, and smoothing her features from hard and determined to open and friendly. it wouldn’t help her case at all if she came at him like a hawk. she taps at his shoulder.

“you’re orion. j-bom. you rapped for AEON.” she begins before realizing she just stated the obvious. clearing her throat, she continues. “i’m park aejeong, leader of silverBEAT. do you mind if i talk to you for a second?”

[rytaejeong-blog]

“yikes. i’d hate to be performing in that outfit.”

inbox memes / accepting!

aejeong quirks an eyebrow, teasingly bothered by dahye’s comment, and flicks her younger member on the head.

“yah, watch what you say, jo dahye.” aejeong’s eyes sparkle with mischief and fondness as she smooths out the gray of her skirt. “besides, your outfit looks almost exactly like mine, so it’s not like you have to imagine much what it’d be like to perform in it.”

she reclines in her chair, waiting for the touchup on her makeup while they prepare to perform their song. she finds herself humming the tune to their debut — gee, gee, gee, gee, baby, baby, gee, gee, gee, gee, baby, baby — and catches herself with a scowl. for someone who hates that song so much, it’s far too catchy for her tastes and stuck in her head even at the simplest tasks.

she grins, a twinkling, playful one reminiscent of an older sister, one that’s reserved only for the silverBEAT members.

“ah, forget it. i can’t be sick of that song before we even perform it; the tabloids are already saying that i’m unenergetic. if i spoil myself singing it before we get on stage, then it’ll be even worse. so don’t remind me of it by commenting on my outfit!”

[realrhythmskrp]

Prompts written specifically for members of RHYTHMSkrp. Feel free to reblog as many times as you like. Send as you receive, and be sure to use these to develop your characters! Remember, even inbox memes are excellent opportunities to deepen your characters’ personalities, thoughts, and actions, and explore the world you’ve created for them. These prompts are both general and themed toward the ryt:roe event. Please tag accordingly!

“i couldn’t imagine being under _____’s contract. it just seems so strict.”

“have you heard AEON’s new debut song? i love/hate it… the concept is just so new.”

“do you think i would make a good soloist?”

“did you see _____ on weekly idol? they made a mess of themselves.”

“i don’t suppose you’d be willing to go and perform on stage for me, right…? asking for a friend.”

“i have the first verse and the chorus down. do you think you could write the rest of these lyrics for me?”

“if they ever remade strong woman do bong-soon, do you think i would make a suitable replacement for park hyuk sik/park bo young?”

“if they ever allowed pets in the dorms, what kind of animal would you bring home to your group?”

“so what do you think is the REAL reason that silverBEAT is on a hiatus?”

“what a ridiculous event. they should have had it for their fifteenth, not seventeenth, anniversary.”

“i’m excited to see Bliss dance, but not hear them sing. hopefully they’ve improved.”

“G-ZER0 is performing? i thought it would be PARAL/L!”

“isn’t the weekly idol host going to be the host for this event? and his hostess girlfriend is probably going to help out too …”

“you’re in the middle of promotions. don’t drink so much.”

“oh, i love this song!”

“i hereby challenge you to a danceoff!”

“this group/performer is absolutely legendary in my book, no matter what anybody says about them.”

“i’ve heard so many rumors about _____.”

“are they still casting for w: two worlds?”

“yikes. i’d hate to be performing in that outfit.”

“you’ve been practicing for almost two days straight. go home.”

“did you really want to be _____ when you entered the industry? or did you, i don’t know, want to be an actor? soloist? choreographer, even?”

“keep your chin up. it’s a cutthroat business, and it’ll be even worse if they see how you really feel.”

[rytdahye-blog]

｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ calling  @rytyeonhee !!

dahye isn’t a person that does well with waiting. she’s often thinking far ahead in the future, ready to go on stage and sing her heart out right now immediately, and even the thought of having to sit and wait and watch other people perform before her is basically a form of torture. most of the time she’s restless, walking in circles or talking to anyone willing to pretend to listen to her, but there’s one performance of the night that actually has her silent and attentive with her eyes glued to the screen: aeon.

for several reasons, she finds herself drawn to the rookie group. being familiar with two of the members helped to draw her attention to their debut initially, but once she met them all, she found them to be endearing people, plus their music was catchy, making them an instant love in her book. being a variety hostess often meant her hyping up every group that promotes but her support for aeon is indeed genuine. unlike other groups, where she congratulates them as she comes across them, dahye puts in the effort to seek out the four members once the performances are over, whichever one she finds first.

letting out a quiet gasp once she concludes her search, dahye cups her hands up to her lips and yells out. “yah, moon yeonhee!”

[rytdahye-blog]

｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ open to all !!

at this point, dahye’s sure that she can run the choreography to gee in her sleep. hell, she probably has done it at some point, with the number of late night practice sessions she’s endured in the last seven years. needless to say, it doesn’t take long for her interest in rehearsals to wane, and instead she finds herself wandering throughout the venue, looking for anybody and everybody that she can use to distract herself with for the time being. 

sure, the fear of possibly messing up during the performance crosses in the back of her mind as she chooses to prioritize socializing over repeating the same dance moves over and over, but she’s more or less mentally checked out, especially when it comes to a song like gee. her disinterest in performing it has been obvious for a while now, and even rhythm’s event isn’t enough to motivate her to give her 110%. besides, this is networking. as a show host on multiple shows, isn’t it beneficial for her to get to know as many group members as she can?

pre-performance jitters are a symptom that she’s immune to by now, but in a way it’s endearing to see it in the faces of the younger idols that she passes by. nostalgia is a tricky thing-- while she doesn’t wish to relive those days of anxiety and exhaustion, it’s nice to be reminded of how far she’s come, and how far those in front of her have the chance to go as well. her thoughts come to an end when she finally realizes that she’s been staring off for quite a while. “you’re performing today, right?” she asks, wearing her signature dazzling smile as she approaches the vaguely familiar face. “are you excited? nervous?”