Voice/Video ★ Ghei Boy Band? [Backdated to Saturday]
((OOC: Gil, Alfred (otherwise known as America) and Atsuro are AFFECTED. Gil is in orange, Alfred is in red, and Atsuro is in blue. Cut to save your f-list, though the entire voice/video post is accidental. Have at it! o/
Ps. Any of the three members can answer back.))
[The Dreamberry clicks on to a ceiling. ...Or was that the flip side of a table? Then there's footsteps distancing, the noise of paper shuffling, and objects getting settled down: looks like someone dropped their phone and it accidentally clicked on. Ah well.
And then, a bored and haughty voice from afar.]
Oi, Al. You went back to see your family last weekend, didn't you?
[There is some shuffling of sort before another voice answers back - but this one energetic and one volume louder.] Sure did! Rena and Peter grew up so much - uncle must be taking good care of them. You know, you could have come with me. Peter likes spending time with ya.
[There’s an obnoxious snort in response, but he says nothing to deny it.] I don't have as much time to waste as you. Your deadline is next week. I've already pulled extra time disciplining that stray pup you picked up last week; you'll not beg for the same, will you now? [Semi-joking, but it DOES sound a BIT threatening.]
W-what? H-Hey! I’m NOT a- [Poor kid gets cut off.]
Hey! You were not complaining about it when he followed you around. [He sips something quickly - and knowing this 'Al' person it was probably cola - before continuing. And to the threatening tone, he gives him a whine.]
[...] Hmph. That is irrelevant. You speak of them lightly and cheerfully, so I assumed that your siblings are doing well. Talking more about it would be useless. Wouldn't that be the case?
… I can’t tell if you’re worried about them or not. Thanks for whatever that was. [He mumbles something that sounds like ‘weren’t that long time ago’ and ‘visit once’ but that might be just your imagination.]
If you want to do something for them, just say it. I can rent the entire Carnival for a day during the peaks of summer, but knowing you, VIP passes would be sufficient. This isn't the month, however. [Despite what he's saying, the words are nonchalantly tossed out, making him sound as if he doesn't care at all.]
That would be kind of fun actually; those two would like that! [His annoyance is completely dissolved when he thinks of his dear siblings.] But anyway. I got the lyrics on my phone. You wanna check that too Goldie?
Tche, that would be unnecessary. I'll hear it once we record it, lest I trash your sheet here and we waste the evening re-writing it.
Bah! For your information, we wouldn’t need to because - [a pause] Huh? [There is a lot of commotion off-screen] What? [More commotion].
… …Aha, hey, have you seen my Dreamberry?
Why would I? Keep track of your own belongings. I'll lend you mine if it’s something important.
Uh, I think that it's over here…-
I dunno, you might be a jerk, but you do keep up with a lot of stuff so -
[Poor Atsuro. Anyway, cue more movements and shuffling. Until a blond head and irritated red eyes come into view.
It narrows, and the berry gets picked up.]
You pig. Drop your junk food and get over here.
[There’s shout of ‘I’m not fat’ after ‘You pig’, but then Alfred nears the Dreamberry. He initially looks happy before reexamining the phone and realizing something very crucial.]
… …Don't tell me that's recording.
[The two are both staring. Gil looks pretty unfazed, and then promptly drops his fist onto America's head and lands a pretty rough-looking noogie.]
What a hassle. You're clearing your own inbox of fan mail, and you are forbidden to do this until practice ends. This will not do, however. I'll not have our image dented by your idiocy; you must compensate. How will you amend to the public, ACE, or shall I declare a sentence in your stead? [He denounces dryly and drives the noogie harder onto America’s head, causing the other to sink lower on the screen. To which America struggles to get out of this iron noogie, but he effectively … cannot.]
Okay, okay! I’ll clear my inbox and do - do whatever you want! Just let me.. ! [Some more struggle as he flails. After a few more seconds of this, Gil finally lets go and runs a hand through his golden hair.]
Moron. Your personal single - it's a third complete, correct? Get me the CD. We're setting up a live preview, now. This shall cut into practice time, so you will stay with me for two extra hours tonight to recompense. [That said, he lets go, drops the phone back to America, and goes out of view. No, the other doesn’t get a say in this. Yes, he’s probably used to this, too.] JACK. Cease idling like a dummy and go fetch the equipment. We are going live now.
SIIGH. Yessir.
America then fixes his glasses, staring at the direction where Gil disappeared to.] Guess I kind of screwed up - not that I mind practice that much but gee…
[And now peeking into the camera, he grins. Thankfully Gil’s out of earshot.]
Yeah, so we go through this almost everyday. Don’t mind if our KING looked a little peeved there, he means well. Goldie is, well, not a bad guy. And me - well, I just am kind of clumsy. Heh, sorry about that!
Oh, right so my single. WORLD EDGE’s ACE newest single coming right up!
[The guys are pretty efficient. In a matter of minutes it’s set up - and the audio feed is live, /o/
This will start playing. These are the lyrics. They're a boy band. What do you expect?]
Ps. Any of the three members can answer back.))
[The Dreamberry clicks on to a ceiling. ...Or was that the flip side of a table? Then there's footsteps distancing, the noise of paper shuffling, and objects getting settled down: looks like someone dropped their phone and it accidentally clicked on. Ah well.
And then, a bored and haughty voice from afar.]
Oi, Al. You went back to see your family last weekend, didn't you?
[There is some shuffling of sort before another voice answers back - but this one energetic and one volume louder.] Sure did! Rena and Peter grew up so much - uncle must be taking good care of them. You know, you could have come with me. Peter likes spending time with ya.
[There’s an obnoxious snort in response, but he says nothing to deny it.] I don't have as much time to waste as you. Your deadline is next week. I've already pulled extra time disciplining that stray pup you picked up last week; you'll not beg for the same, will you now? [Semi-joking, but it DOES sound a BIT threatening.]
W-what? H-Hey! I’m NOT a- [Poor kid gets cut off.]
Hey! You were not complaining about it when he followed you around. [He sips something quickly - and knowing this 'Al' person it was probably cola - before continuing. And to the threatening tone, he gives him a whine.]
[...] Hmph. That is irrelevant. You speak of them lightly and cheerfully, so I assumed that your siblings are doing well. Talking more about it would be useless. Wouldn't that be the case?
… I can’t tell if you’re worried about them or not. Thanks for whatever that was. [He mumbles something that sounds like ‘weren’t that long time ago’ and ‘visit once’ but that might be just your imagination.]
If you want to do something for them, just say it. I can rent the entire Carnival for a day during the peaks of summer, but knowing you, VIP passes would be sufficient. This isn't the month, however. [Despite what he's saying, the words are nonchalantly tossed out, making him sound as if he doesn't care at all.]
That would be kind of fun actually; those two would like that! [His annoyance is completely dissolved when he thinks of his dear siblings.] But anyway. I got the lyrics on my phone. You wanna check that too Goldie?
Tche, that would be unnecessary. I'll hear it once we record it, lest I trash your sheet here and we waste the evening re-writing it.
Bah! For your information, we wouldn’t need to because - [a pause] Huh? [There is a lot of commotion off-screen] What? [More commotion].
… …Aha, hey, have you seen my Dreamberry?
Why would I? Keep track of your own belongings. I'll lend you mine if it’s something important.
Uh, I think that it's over here…-
I dunno, you might be a jerk, but you do keep up with a lot of stuff so -
[Poor Atsuro. Anyway, cue more movements and shuffling. Until a blond head and irritated red eyes come into view.
It narrows, and the berry gets picked up.]
You pig. Drop your junk food and get over here.
[There’s shout of ‘I’m not fat’ after ‘You pig’, but then Alfred nears the Dreamberry. He initially looks happy before reexamining the phone and realizing something very crucial.]
… …Don't tell me that's recording.
[The two are both staring. Gil looks pretty unfazed, and then promptly drops his fist onto America's head and lands a pretty rough-looking noogie.]
What a hassle. You're clearing your own inbox of fan mail, and you are forbidden to do this until practice ends. This will not do, however. I'll not have our image dented by your idiocy; you must compensate. How will you amend to the public, ACE, or shall I declare a sentence in your stead? [He denounces dryly and drives the noogie harder onto America’s head, causing the other to sink lower on the screen. To which America struggles to get out of this iron noogie, but he effectively … cannot.]
Okay, okay! I’ll clear my inbox and do - do whatever you want! Just let me.. ! [Some more struggle as he flails. After a few more seconds of this, Gil finally lets go and runs a hand through his golden hair.]
Moron. Your personal single - it's a third complete, correct? Get me the CD. We're setting up a live preview, now. This shall cut into practice time, so you will stay with me for two extra hours tonight to recompense. [That said, he lets go, drops the phone back to America, and goes out of view. No, the other doesn’t get a say in this. Yes, he’s probably used to this, too.] JACK. Cease idling like a dummy and go fetch the equipment. We are going live now.
SIIGH. Yessir.
America then fixes his glasses, staring at the direction where Gil disappeared to.] Guess I kind of screwed up - not that I mind practice that much but gee…
[And now peeking into the camera, he grins. Thankfully Gil’s out of earshot.]
Yeah, so we go through this almost everyday. Don’t mind if our KING looked a little peeved there, he means well. Goldie is, well, not a bad guy. And me - well, I just am kind of clumsy. Heh, sorry about that!
Oh, right so my single. WORLD EDGE’s ACE newest single coming right up!
[The guys are pretty efficient. In a matter of minutes it’s set up - and the audio feed is live, /o/
This will start playing. These are the lyrics. They're a boy band. What do you expect?]