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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:11 pm
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:22 pm
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Robert's whistle drew her attention immediately, Petra's eyes snapping to him as if she had some sort of radar or homing beacon on him. As soon as she was able, the Death trainee slipped between the groups of people working to change the sets, still bumping into a few, but overall far better at navigating the stream of busy staff than her last encounter not half an hour before. A few other people she recognized, hunters whom she wasn't sure were real or these weird 'normal' counterparts, looked a little confused as well, but she ignored them regardless. She did, however, pause to shoot Roland a disapproving look; even in this normal world, he was such a newbie, and the intermediate trainee was never keen on those types, here or at Deus.
Sliding up beside Robert, completely oblivious to the fact that Fake!Robert had a boyfriend, (or anyone who wasn't her,) Petra worked her way under one of his arms, sliding one hand into his back pocket, pressing close enough that it looked almost possessive. And it was, although not for the reason this world and it's weird actor people thought; Carolina wasn't stealing Bubba, Petra was keeping Robert close in case something funny happened.
And not ha-ha funny either.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:23 pm
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"I think enough people on set are going to be taking those types of breaks." By the way everyone was hanging on each other, there were going to be some rocking trailers.
Melvin was starting to get why out of all the people either making out on stage or married, he hadn't been approached by anyone. It was a blessing considering the girls that either seemed underage or just flat-out disgusting, and if he had standards he hoped it was why he was single or at least not with anyone here.
Despite being so well rehearsed to the point that Melvin was really worried about his sanity and more or less floating through this appointment until he could leave set and call up a shrink to snap him to reality, he had no idea who this girl was. He had no idea who anyone was. Looking at the state of some people around him, he wondered if he had been given some drugs by someone else on set. If so, he wasn't having a good trip.
At the girl swearing and belching at him, he only curled a lip in much the same way he had before, and picked out a bag of organic pita chips in a snack pack. It was the only thing he saw that was sealed and therefor untouched by this woman.
"It's not hurting anyone if I wear these glasses or not." He rose them up to rest atop his head as he felt he had done many times before. "I like them." They were stylish and feeling as strange as he did and unsure in this place, he'd take any grain of familiarity he could get.
As for what he was looking for, he held the bag of pita chips and looked at all the food open to the elements and swearing women. "What...haven't you touched?" He pointed around at the table top, looking at the piles of food and then at her as if she was carrying the plague and coughing on everything.
Quote: (((Melvin "RL Name": Abe Quinten History: Discovered through his skateboarding feats, Abe moved to television in the hit series No Supervision, popular for outrageous stunts and elaborate pranks. After suffering many broken bones and surgeries, he then broke into comedy movies, but only managed minor roles. This is Halloween is his first large role and and he is being introduced late in the season.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:31 pm
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"Oh... oh, thank god, Rep it's you-" Jerry suddenly sagged, whispering heatedly, his breath strong with whatever was in that flask, "I thought I was going crazy ahahahahahaha that accent is horrible by the way-" He hesitated, glancing over his shoulder to spot Candace, his face flushing as he instinctively pushed his glasses up his nose.
And then realized there was a smudge of make up on them, and promptly tore them off, "For goodness sake-" He didn't seem to need them anyway. It was oddly uplifting.
"We need to... to find out who's REAL, if you know what I mean. And then figure out how to get out."
Character Name: Jerry Collins AU Name: Rick Brody Description: Rick Brody is hot stuff and knows it. Notorious for back-room escapes with giggling supple interns, and brilliant TV-character actor, turned Star by the success of the show. Despite his good looks, prefers to play odd-characters, and exceptionally difficult to work with at times. Rumored to have an on-again-off-again cocaine problem, and an adult film or two under his belt, which has been kept hush-hush by the more family-oriented Network Execs. Â
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:33 pm
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"James!" Deryk got an overly friendly hand to the back. "Look, are you still upset about those death scenes? We already gave your character as many lines as we could after his death in the pits, I'm sorry we had to write out so many characters, but its to make way for new faces, cause a spark, create some scandalous ads, you know how that goes. New faces, fresh talent. Plus, your recent history of substance abuse hasn't exactly been stellar yourself and-" He paused to look at his watch. "-Well, I'm wasting my time talking to you." Harold picked up his megaphone. "ATTENTION PRINCESSES, WE ARE LIVE AGAIN IN FIVE MINUTES ."
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:38 pm
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