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@yoonark
... who are you, again?
( `she blinks the first time but then lets a smile slowly appear on her lips, a smile after which she lets out a soft laugh ) I probably haven't introduced myself yet, so rude of me. I am Yoona, it is nice to meet you.
rip out my (character's) heart in one sentence.
send a sentence that would rip out my character’s heart and my character has to react to it — no one liners for responses! and be sure to send out as many as you can so everyone can feel included.
;typist is on and will soon reply
although it will take a bit, i decided to reserve my first few days of holiday to being completely lazy and recovering after school
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COLLABORATION RAP STAGE ( song )
Yoona is looking for a vocalist (preferably male but any gender is accepted) to perform NS Yoon-G ft. Jay Park's "If You Love Me" with reversed roles.
I can do it, I can! | TRC Audition
Outfit - 01 ; Song - 01 ; Dance - 01 + 02
Maybe she wasn't made for it. Maybe she should just stick with her studies and become the successful woman her parents wanted her to become. At least that was how Yoona saw it, maybe she just wasn't performing material, maybe she should stick with doing group performances with her friends and blend in the crowd, that seemed easier at least. Sitting by herself on a bench in the park in the Gangnam district certainly did not do her thinking any good, she would only think of her faults, but when she decided she had had enough of belittling herself, she gave her head a light shake and took her earphones and phone out.
She plugged the earphones and placed them inside her ears. Music on, world off. She shuffled through her playlist and just selected a random song. She only tapped her foot against the floor to it, moving her lips to the words, but she did not really feel like going along with them and singing them out. Towards the end of the song, she held some air in and used it to puff her cheeks out, but once she heard the other song switch on, her eyes blinked once, realising immediately what song it was. She let the air escape through her lips, a chuckle leaving them as she glanced down at the screen of her phone, the title of the song.
It was one of her favorite songs, she just had to go along with it, there was something pushing her to do it and just forget about not wanting to perform anymore. She stood up from the bench as soon as the intro was finished and began going along with the song. You could say that she had forgotten she was in a public place and she was actually alone in that side of the park when she first took a seat on the bench, but in reality, it was rather that she didn't care anymore at that point.
Uh, my uncle used to drink a can of Kestrel when life got stressful, Uh, what kinda person should you be when you wanna make people accept you? Uh, what does it really mean when you dream of being famous and successful? When you were born to be special?
She moved her body along with the song, she had never prepared any dance for the song even though it was one of her favorites, she just let her body do it's own thing, she let herself go along with the flow, but for the sung chorus, she went with slower motions, softening her voice to fit the tempo as well.
I see the bright lights shine in your face I’m counting on you to take it all away (the wonderman) I saw the chosen one their calling your name Are you you Are you you, The wonder man
She had ran out of creativity for a short moment after the chorus, but she didn't stop moving, instead, she just began motioning her hands, gesticulating as she could along with the words. Due to the movement of her right hand, she accidentally popped her earphones out of her ears, the music blasting out of it enough to be heard clearly if someone was in her proxmitiy. But she was not going to stop, she had taught herself along the years to never stop, no matter what block she'd have, no matter how she felt or how wrong a move had seemed, she had to continue and just “let the show go on”.
Imagine when it changes, imagine satisfaction when you make it, Its more than being famous, More then the applause and more than any form of status, More than the performances in 20 foreign places, Benidorm, Vegas, many more praises, Amen hallelujah “Yoona look what’s happened to ya?”
She behaved as if she was alone, as if she was the last person on this Earth. To her there was nobody else left in the world but her. Everything belonged to her, it was just her alone and the world was her performing stage, it didn't matter if people would be passing by and staring at her, it wouldn't matter what they would be saying about her, even if things along the lines of “teenagers these days”, “she's just crazy”, with the music on and lost in her own little place, the world shut down for her for a few minutes and she had begun dancing once again, she really did behave as if she was at least back home in her own room, behaving crazily on her own.
And when the fans start grabbing you, Show gratitude with a little brag or two, Amen, hallelujah Tinie look what’s happened to ya, Who can say they ran all the obstacles I ran, look I traded friends for fans, cement for sand, raise your hand, the wonder man
The moment she had stopped dancing was only when the chorus was nearing the moment it would be sung the last time. She was standing in a simple position, her legs spread apart and her arms hanging by her sides, but one of her hands lifted to place to her chest. She felt her heart pulsate and beat at a rapid speed, she was panting, but she just had to carry on and finish the song, only like that she could feel accomplished, even if that accomplishment was just for herself only. But she was not going to dance, she stopped just so she could gain some of her breath and collect her voice, focusing only on the singing, as she knew she was not exactly good at it. Hence why she used her softer, but maybe a bit deeper than usual, tone when the chorus finally came in.
I see the bright lights shine in your face I’m counting on you to take it all away (the wonderman) I saw the chosen one their calling your name Are you you Are you you, the Wonderman?
yoonah @yoong_94
oh god, you… have always been like that
z-i-c-o @zicova
What? Jealous? She’s my kind of girl. Doesn’t take shit so seriously. Unlike someoneeeeeeee who shall not be named.
yoonah @yoong_94
i am not jealous, i don't have a reason to be. chill, i was mostly joking, do i always seem dead serious to you?
z-i-c-o @zicova
Can we just talk about Jennifer Lawrence for a minute? Damn, she is fine. I need to see American Hustle. That is coming out in Korea right? #pleasegod
yoonah @yoong_94
oh god, you... have always been like that
;ooc
//Paras left to do:
Taehyung
Sera
will probably do them today or tomorrow after school
xyoong: maybe too much confidence rather brings you down
nice one
jessica had never been easily impressed. it wasn’t difficult to amuse her, but genuinely striking her interest was an entirely different playing field. she had spent the evening in hongdae after her rather embarrassing performance, embarking on a mission to scout out her competition, and had managed to stumble across a rather unique rap performance. the woman dressed in tacky 90s getup had seemed to take the lead, mouth moving quickly as to deliver an array of rhymes and whimsical lyrics.
jessica joined the crowd of people who had stopped to observe, watching as the girl displayed a simple choreography to compliment her voice. jessica, of course, didn’t feel threatened — but she had always admired a woman who could rap, as she herself had been unsatisfactory in that. so, the performance was fun to listen to, fun to watch, and she could tell the other people in the crowd felt the same. the charisma the girl put off was something those observing her could get into. she held conversations with her audience despite having not said a word to them.
even so, she needed more vocal work, jessica thought. the potential was there, but she wasn’t pushing herself hard enough. even so, jessica assumed that after she was to make her way in life, there would come a time it would fall back on her if she had managed to create more enemies than friends. despite her lack of affinity for meeting new people, she wouldn’t be harsh.
it was sad, really. it almost physically pained her to be nice. but once the performance had ended and the crowd had begun to disperse, jessica stayed behind, waiting her turn in line to offer praise to the woman who had rapped. who knows — maybe her encouragement might have been the push the other woman needed in the right direction, maybe jessica was giving her a head start in building enough courage to step over the threshold of whatever she was battling with and accomplish her dreams. and just like that, jessica hesitated. she didn’t want to be the builder of aspirations or the motive to people like the girl who had performed. at least, not until after she had made it.
she didn’t want anyone getting in her way. so, with a lot of thinking done, jessica approached her. she pursed her lips, breathed in through her nose, and then spoke, “…good job.”
She was done. Whenever she would be done, her mind would go empty. Her breath was heavy and her forehead was covered in sweatdrops, but little did it matter to Yoona, all that matterd to her was the fact that she, along with the others, managed to entertain the crowd and simply feel like she had done something for them, she made them enjoy something. She turned to the others and, like they usually would, they shared a big group hug, holding each other tightly and beginning to congratulate each other for a job well done.
But she soon heard a voice next to her. She turned her head and observed a lighter-haired girl, probably a bit shorter than her. There was something about her facial features that made her seem somehow cold, as if she would be an Ice Princess, but Yoona just blamed it on the judgemental side of her. She smiled at the girl as she let her arms slip from the embrace and when she turned her entire body towards the other, she made a polite bow. "Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed it.", she spoke with her usual soft tone as she straightened her back and eyed the girl.
She looked so gorgeous from upclose that Yoona had found herself staring. She had to stop herself, she didn't want to seem odd, not to mention that, in the back of her mind, she was thinking about complimenting the girl on her looks. She didn't know if she should do it or not, it seemed something rather strange to do with someone you had just met and didn't even know the name of, but in the same time, there was something pushing her to say it. It was just a compliment, what bad could it do?
"You are... Really pretty.", she finally spoke out. She didn't regret right away as she thought she would. If she didn't, then it wasn't as bad as her imagination made it out to be, she was just thinking too much once again. As always. "I just hope that didn't sound too weird..."
'tis the season to be jol -- late
still in her room, jihyun let out a holler of frustration. where could that damn black boot wandered off to?! it wasn’t like she had an array of black boots in wait for her to snatch and go, this was her one set — one that her new manager had specifically given her to wear and it wasn’t like she had a spare to get in case of emergency to replace the ones she would need to be returning once her job was done. how she could lose something that she would simply be wearing for three days was beyond her — she didn’t even realize she had left it out in her haste to jump into bed the night before. and it wasn’t like shoes could wander off, like her roommate had so nicely put it from the other room. crinkling her nose at the other’s words, she sighed as she moved from one room to the hall, kicking over the box of shoes that were there in hope to see if the boots were in one of them (which would be impossible because they were a pair of knee-high boots and not simple and small strap-on ankles.
a crease wrinkled it’s way onto jihyun’s forehead, sparking the haste and frustration that was slowly making it’s self known. “no, i swear i just checked where i put it last and it isn’t there!” she didn’t even notice the glare that she could definitely couldn’t feel aimed at her back. her small, lithe body moving like a bullet around the other’s room in a rush to try to find the boot. the blonde woman was literally tossing things to the side (that was already on the floor), flipping things over in an attempt to try and find the lost boot. the other was already attached to her leg and causing her to kind of walk funny because of the extreme difference in height. she was standing at a good five-three but with the boots she’d be able to reach five-seven or so, at least that was what she thought it would be around. so know she was kind of clumsily waddling in an attempt to find the boot as soon as possible. finally as she went to hold up the comforter of yoona’s bed, her eyes caught the look that the younger girl was throwing her way. “oh, hold up — i’m backing out of the room.” dropping the bedspread instantly, she smiled sheepishly as she slowly eased her way out of the room and into the doorway, “but can’t you at least help me.” the elder of the two pouted, not liking the fact that she was the only one who was looking when she was so sure that she would find the damn shoe twice as fast if there were two of them looking, “c’mon, yoong! it’s not like you’re doing anything right now — and sleeping is definitely not doing something, help me!” the girl whined as she jumped in the doorway like an impatient child, in hope that this certain character-change would egg the other to help her, jihyun wouldn’t have put on this (extremely-out-of-character) display otherwise.
Yoona had hoped that once she would explain the older female the situation, she would be left alone to do what she wanted to do — have the sleep that she had been craving for a while, but it was nowhere near that. She could still hear Jihyun walking around the house and making noises, judging by them, she was only going to make a mess in her "quest" of finding her lost shoe. How could a shoe go away anyway? It didn't have it's own feet, it was made to fit into someone else's feet. It couldn't just get a mind of it's own and go on a walk, simply because it didn't want to be worn by Jihyun, it didn't make any sense. How could Jihyun lose her shoe too, anyway? She could understand if she would have lost a shirt or an accessory, a sock! Socks always got lost in their household, whether it was before or after tthey would get in the washing machine, but for Heaven's sake, a shoe was too large for it to simply go missing!
When some silence was set, Yoona thought that Jihyun had finally found her boot and she would leave to wok, but it was certainly nowhere near that. She heard the older one walk into her room and begin to throw things away, move them from here to there, carelessly pull them out of her way. Yoona, although living in her own mess, she did not like the mess made by somebody else, she would always tell Jihyun that, if she were to come to her room, she would have to leave everything where it was, whether it was on the desk or on the floor, it was there with a reason after all, it made Yoona's searching after her things a thousand times easier when she knew where she had left things, even if they were in complete mess. Maybe Jihyun could learn from her. Although she minded that the older one was looking through her room and messing her mess up, she did not mind it enough to leave the comfortable mattress that she was laying on and go to her, she was going to fall asleep sooner or later with or without Jihyun's loud noises. But the last drop was when Jihyun held up her blanket. Yoona's eyes shot open and immediately looked up at the older female. She did not have a glare, she did not have a frown, but rather a look on her face that could stare through one's soul. It wasn't even necessary for her to tell Jihyun to leave, she had figured out on her own. When she was out but she kept talking, Yoona groaned. "But sleeping is doing something!", she shouted out but then sighed, beginning to slowly pull herself up. "Fine... But I am doing this only once and I swear if I will be the first to find it, I will use your head as a bullseye."
♔ Signed one of your many fans
JayLee sent a message to yoon_aa:
Mhm… I kind of feel like there’s more of a chance to fail than to actually succeed in this haha
JayLee sent a message to yoon_aa:
sort of…i had to wait for a little. patience is the key! i just wanted a place to release some creative juice, you know
JayLee sent a message to yoon_aa:
what made you decide to be a trainee?
yoon_aa sent a message to JayLee:
you can succeed if you just work hard and you are talented and, well... you are talented!
yoon_aa sent a message to JayLee:
i understand, it's a good way to make yourself known if you are an aspiring singer. i only post street performances i do once in a while on youtube
yoon_aa sent a message to JayLee:
well, i want to debut on the Korean market, i don't think i would stand a chance outside, people would ask what is a chinese person doing on the american market heh
►holiday spirit — yoona
Her eyes shifted to the female that had drifted from her group into theirs. The two talkers speaking stopped, nodding towards the other with a smile to Tiffany. Apparently,this was the female who lived in the 400’s section too, the girl who the two had been talking about. Tiffany glanced over her quickly-she was rather pretty and seemed very pleasant in her manners, so she guessed that the girl was probably rather nice. Then again, she couldn’t know, she had seen people switch personalities quicker than changing a lightbulb.
She smiled sheepishly, nodding. “That would be me, I moved in only a couple months ago. I’ve just been too busy to get to know any of the neighbors yet, you see. I hope you haven’t seen me around and thought I was just rude. If so, my apologies.” she murmured, staring down into the glass. For a girl who had always been quite good at talking to others, she was very awkward in this situation. Her Korean was rather good, but there were plenty of times where she messed up and gotten some pretty strange reactions. The female in front of her seemed rather nice, it was natural for Tiffany to not want to make a bad first impression.”I’ve always meant to stop by and say hello, but you know,I’m always so busy..”
After moments of silence, Tiffany snapped back to herself. “Here I am talking about not being rude when I’m doing it right now. I’m Tiffany Hwang, I’m in 409. It’s very nice to meet you, Miss…” she trailed off, arm extended towards the other. “How long have you been living here?
Tiffany had made a good impression on her first meeting with Yoona, at least in Yoona's point of view. She seemed to be a rather pleasant person to be around with, even her slightest smile seemed warm. "A few months ago? That is quite a lot.", Yoona spoke as her eyebrows raised by a bit in surprise. She was curious as to why she did not see the dark-haired girl around until then, but it was shortly afterwards explained to her. "It is undersandable, you do not have to apologise.", she smiled at the other, her eyes almost turning into crescents but not quite.
She did notice something strange at the female, though, something about her was... off. She couldn't understand what nor could she make it out, but after the girl had spoken a few more words, Yoona understood what about her was odd. Her accent did not seem to be from around, it was one that she had heard before, but she couldn't put her finger on where did she hear it. She chuckled softly once the girl seemed to have snapped into another idea, but she chuckled mostly when she mentioned about not being rude yet she did not introduce herself. When she gave out her name, Yoona finally understood what was odd about the girl, by her name, she could tell that she was not from around. Her own arm extended towards the other and took hold of her hand for a light shake. "Tiffany? You have not spent too much time around here, have you? I mean in Korea.", she asked but then went on to answer a question herself "I have been living here for around a year."
She soon let go of the other girl's hand and let her own drop by her thigh. She flashed a smile at the other, actually glad that she had come to meet the girl who was living in the same block as her.
memory of a goldfish ⎨jinah & yoona⎬
jinah furrowed her brows as she felt she could almost see the gears in the female’s head begin to turn in order to remember. she nodded after "instagram?" and hoped to god this girl didn’t just happen to look exactly like somebody else that she followed. things seemed to begin sounding more and more familiar the more she continued talking and jinah nodding along until she finally said her name. “yes!” jinah exclaimed as she broke into a large, satisfied smile. “xyoong, right? i knew you looked almost too familiar. sorry, i was having so much trouble trying to think of your name — i was thinking along the lines of, like, yura or something.” she felt herself grow quickly embarrassed with how much she was rambling and decided to quit talking. covering her smile and pink cheeks, jinah gently shook yoona’s hand and bowed to her slightly. “did you, um, take the bus here? i didn’t see you on it.”
Yoona blinked quite surprised the moment the other girl exclaimed loudly. It took her by surprise, she seemed to be genuinely happy with whatever she had remembered, but Yoona figured out what the other female remembered shortly after she continued speaking. "Yes, xyoong.", she gave her head a nod to confirm to the female in front of her that she was indeed who she was speaking about. "Not Yura, but you are not far from the truth.", Yoona chuckled as she gave her head a soft shake and just slipped her phone into her pocket. "It's Yoona. Pretty close. One letter and you would have nailed it.", she spoke before clicking her tongue and making a slight wink at the girl, shaking her hand lightly. "No, no I didn't. I drove here.", she muttered as her hands dropped at the girl's hand but then they fixed back on her facial features.
;so mun wants to see that she managed to reply to everything
//Replied
Donghae
Taeyeon
//On their way
Jinah
Sera
Tiffany
Qri
Hanbyul
Taehyung
Ren
Jessica
//I am sorry, but I think we should drop (but we can start a new one!):
Minseok
Zico
{ missing (?) you // donghae * yoona }
a soft sigh escaped from his lips as he rolled around the sheets of his bed, messing it up a bit. it was just a nice feeling to be in bed for now. his dark hues gazed up at the clock, checking if he wasn’t going to be late for his late dance class. it often made him wonder why it was so, but he always thought that it might be good training for when he’d actually have to stay up all night for practices. besides, it wasn’t everyday that he had to be out this late. his complaints could wait for later or—well, it won’t hurt if he did complain for now. just now, but whatever.
[ sms : baby doll ] so, i can call you now?
[ sms : baby doll ] you know i was just teasing though— ㅋㅋ
upon feeling that wave of sleepiness, he shot back up and shook his head. patting his cheeks, he pushed himself off of the bed, leaving his phone there before he went to his mini fridge to pull out a can of cold coffee. now was not a good time to be sleepy. his eyes turned to his phone from time to time as he gulped on his drink, trying to down everything in as he waited for her reply. just a few minutes of video calling her, probably 15 or until they end—which could be unpredictable, then he’ll leave. staying in his room wasn’t exactly the best idea, considering how sleepy he was growing inside it.
now that he held an empty can, he easily tossed it to the trash bin on his left and jumped a few times to try and kick in the effects a bit faster. if anyone saw him at the moment, they could have said that he was crazy—shuffling on his feet and jogging around inside his quiet room. he wasn’t geting to give in to sleep, no. hopefully, yoona would help save him from it though.
[ SMS ↔ Haebear ] yes, you can call me now
[ SMS ↔ Haebear ] you always tease me... but i don't think i will ever get used to it
[ SMS ↔ Haebear ] i hate you
She replied as soon as she recieved the messages, replying to them was going to keep her awake for at least a short while, she didn't want to fall asleep just yet, she knew that if she would, she would have problems waking up in the morning. Honestly, it was easier for her to go to sleep late and wake up early than go to bed early and wake up at the same time. She had just got used with lack of sleep a way or another.
It was weird, though, she knew it would be the time when Donghae would go the gym for a work out session, why did he not leave yet? Was she holding him back somehow? What was she even thinking of, she wasn't in the right state of mind to do any thinking, yet she was trying to bring her mind to exaggerated boundries for the state she was in. Instead of pushing her mind further, she just waited for his call.
