the sly boy.

In the other world // he is a FAR different story. The world is seen as an unforgiving place. a great misfortune one that someone must make it an even better world of his own.

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         anyone else want one while I’m          currently not dying?          capping this at three. will keep short.          ( unless you really want long? )

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@violxceous 

      “You’re such an old man now.” he scoffed as he walked alongside Yukari, seemingly following beside him. He wasn’t exactly following him per say, but they did happen to be heading the same way.  ❈

       The familiar face made Ankho feel a little bit more secure. Since his popularity was rising, Ankho has had to avoid most places now, but it was hard since he had to go shopping. Perhaps with Yukari here, the older would know how to stay away from the crowded paths. ❈

       “How’re your dances going? Have you met that Thornes boy? He’s going to be the death of me.” Ankho couldn’t handle silence, so he always had to complain about something or rather, and now that he had the chance to he might as well talk Yukari’s ear off. It’s either talk casually, or shout randomly. It was one thing after the other when it came to Ankho. ❈

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@forgottenbrxther​

        “You uh… you dropped this… and this too..” Ankho was only passing through, but while on his merry way he stumbled upon a line-up of items on the ground. He had the feeling the other didn’t notice they were dropping their belongings at all, since they were starting to form a small trail. Although he pointed it out to the other, he didn’t bother to pick up the items, and instead pointed at them to ensure they at least know the problem at hand. ❈

       “Are you in a hurry, or something? Jeez…” he looked them up and down. There were too many familiar faces lately. Hasn’t he seen them before? ❈

       “…Oh! You’re that guy in Oukoku! Although, it seems we haven’t talked… much. At all.” he pointed at them after the sudden realization of the familiar face, having occasionally taking a few stops into the store that he could easily walk to. ❈

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@little-sailor-boy

      It was way too early, but if he tried going back to sleep he wouldn’t be able to wake up again. Despite it being this early, he took this chance to head on outside, exiting his house. Ankho made his way to one of the pathways toward the beach. Batley County was a nice place to live for this type of occasion, and he somehow enjoyed the smell of salty air.  ❈

      He rested his hands on the edge of the railing, and started singing softly, each words being muttered out. His main focus as an idol wasn’t singing but acting. The boy wasn’t a bad singer though, and when he felt like singing was when he shined the most. Finally waking up a bit more, he started to raise his voice louder through the salty air, only to stop part-way once he heard footsteps not far from him. ❈

      “Where did you come from?” he didn’t expect a kid to be up this early and let alone notice him singing. Not that he minded, but he feels he’s seen him around once or twice. Perhaps they also lived in the area, but they’ve never actually communicated. ❈

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@umeboshii

      “Hey.” his voice rang once he exited the door to the room he was in. This girl has been standing there ever since he had his break, and now he was done for the day. Practicing for that movie was quite a handful so far, it’s a wonder how he’d been keeping his cool. ❈

      “Hey. How much longer are you going to wait there?” she looked rather familiar, too. He couldn’t remember if they’ve met before, when it came to faces he was terrible at recalling until he’s heard their name. ❈

      “I have no clue who you happen to be waiting on, but they’re all done. You should just go home.” while he talked, he focused on placing everything in his messenger bag and swung it over his shoulder. ❈

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[vespheral-archived-deactivated2]

     He is so noisy. 

     Jupiter would not have minded the arrangement ( in fact, he’s been in worse, and so this is considered to be mildly tame when compared to the others ), but the idol he’s forced to work with has been complaining ever since. He has not stopped talking about the unfortunate event the moment they had entered the hotel. The idol even had the nerve to request a separate room, but the receptionist had regrettably declined. 

     If Jupiter had known that the idol had a mouth of a fucking wasp, he would have asked to sleep outside. Of course, his manager would not be proud of such a proclamation, but the remaining alternative would be cutting his ears off. Neither of his options sound particular charming at the moment, but he would have to cope. 

     Readjusting his bag on the floor, he proceeds to the seat positioned at the farther end of the room. They have clearly set their boundaries, choosing not to pass over the line if it were not necessary. Jupiter hopes that it will never be, as he would like to keep to himself even with the presence of an idol who refuses to keep quiet. He does, however, understand the complaint. But none of their protests will considered valid. 

          “Perhaps, if you had more common sense, then you would not question their decisions,” he speaks, voice cold and harsh, obviously unimpressed by the idol’s constant complains. “If you were more calm about this arrangement, then you will not be given a hard time. Being ignorant is clearly your best trait, and so I don’t understand why you are offered a role who needs more maturity than you will ever portray.” 

     Jupiter Thorne is stepping over the line; not by actions, perhaps, but his words have gotten quite savage. Not that he particularly cares what the idol thinks, but their disagreements will prove to be difficult to work with. 

     Not to mention that the movie they are given requires more drama than necessary; a melodramatic genre, nothing new with his talent, although his co-actors have always been more capable than expected. Hopefully, Ankho will be no different. 

          “I’m not stupid,” he says. “I can say Ankho perfectly fine, thank you.”

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“Excuse me?” he scoffed and tidied his paperwork together, putting the script back in its secure envelope where it belonged and tossing it in the top drawer of the work-desk. He uncrossed his legs and tapped one of them with his fingers rather quickly, showing signs of impatience.  ❈

He wasn’t sure how much longer he can tolerate being in this disastrous room (okay, not a disaster as it was currently clean, more-so it was making him rather stuffy and the pollen outside was already kicking his allergies in). He did request for a non-balcony before they entered, too, so how they ended up getting one he did not understand. Long as the other boy doesn’t open the sliding door, he won’t die. Ankho won’t die, that is.  ❈

“I am an idol much as you are. Portraying my role helps calm me down and forget about the mess, mind you.” he was one of those idols. Once on stage, he’s the perfect figure, switching from an arrogant child to a fitting being. He didn’t get this chance at his career for nothing, and being with a popular idol made it even easier to help his achievement. Jupiter was simply a pawn in his hands, one that he wasn’t going to let go that easily.  ❈

“Everyone produces differently. I hope you don’t disappoint me while you’re on stage, Mr. Thorne.” after finishing his thoughts aloud, he stood up and went on over to the kitchen part of the hotel. At least the hotel was decent, he’ll give them credit for that. This room had enough space to make him feel less claustrophobic. They luckily didn’t have to share the same bed, either. Then he’d really lose it, when he’s trying his best to keep his cool before he even thinks of  punching the guy.   ❈

“You’re stingy as your name, that you are. Would you like some coffee? I won’t make it taste gross.” he was trying his best to stay civil, but he wasn’t sure how much longer he can hold back his anger. Perhaps soon as he takes his pills, he’ll be fine. Hopefully, they didn’t mix their pills up during the whole moving thing.

“Oh, and don’t open that door while I’m here, either.” he motioned to the sliding door, the thought of it being opened was clearly bothering him.  ❈

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    I solemnly SWEAR to the love of the post gods     that I won’t bombard everyone with long threads     and with that pls lovelies like this for a starter!!     capping at four. will do premade relationships.

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@vespheral​ ✩

        This was just his luck. He finally got a decent role in a movie (the main character no less), and he was ‘ecstatic’ for it. With a hint of exaggeration, that is. Main roles were a lot more difficult. It meant more on the script, and more paperwork. It also meant staying away from home and renting a hotel. Having no manager currently was rough so it’s a wonder how he got this debut. There was also someone he recognized, too. ❈

        Jupiter Thorn, one of his rivals. To his luck, they ended up in the same hotel room—to help bond together, or something like that. Annoying. The producers obviously didn’t know how to handle Ankho, despite them receiving paperwork from Adama’s. Well, whatever. At least this boy seemed quiet, and hopefully they didn’t snore. ❈

        “I don’t know why you’re with me and not your manager, but long as you stay on your side I don’t care what you do.” ok, he lied twice. One, he did care—he’ll be watching this boy’s every move like a hawk. Ankho learned to trust no one. Two, he did know why they were together—they were told the reason at the front desk. Ankho was the one who clearly complained, asking for a new room and whatnot. This was stupid, in his mind. He was sitting at the desk, trying to memorize his role. Although he was Artificial, he didn’t seem to have automatic memory skills, so he had to learn on his own. ❈

        “And I do know all my English. If it’s easier, call me Aiden off-stage.” he sighed, not believing how many times people failed (let alone spell) his name. ❈

        “Unless you can say Ankho properly, go for it. Don’t bother with the –Hae part.” while he spoke he was looking down at his papers. He did this first thing once they entered, not bothering to sort out his luggage bag which was currently rested on the side of his bed, out of Jupiter’s way. They were supposed to have a leisure time together first before reading their roles, but Ankho was quick to the chase. It’d take Jupiter’s arm to get him unglued from the chair now, if they’re to try and get along. This boy was just stubborn. ❈

        “Why the good character and the bad are in the same room together... beats me.” he grumbled aloud. He will get over it eventually, but this job was already trying to kick in his anxiety. ❈