@WriteOutofTime
"I suck at photography, but polaroids make everything look artsy," Lau admitted, putting her camera back into her bag.
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24 hour Musical (closed)
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@blue_topaz
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@amber_is_in_a_loop
"True, very true. My brother won a photo contest just because his photos were out of a polaroid."
@WriteOutofTime
Lau nodded. "Polaroid's are aesthetic af." She gestured to the woman still calling for all the cast and crew. "I guess we better head to the stage?"
@amber_is_in_a_loop
She looked to the stage. "I imagine so." She nodded her head towards, indicating for Lau to follow, and started towards it.
@Natasha
(Wow. I missed a lot. Guys the worst place to put a klutz like me is in a room full of desks with sharp edges and have me carry gigantic piles of books in between them………………needless to say I'm in a lot of pain rn…)
@amber_is_in_a_loop
(ouchhh)
(I have to goo guys see ya)
@Natasha
Name: Rebecca amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) Tulia (Everyone calls her Becca though)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Strait
Personality: Quiet, shy, friendly, caring, knows more than she lets on, kind of awkward with people she doesn't know
Appearance: Dark magenta hair that goes to her ribcage, which is in small and kind of messy curls, dark brown oak eyes, tan, slim, fit. (She's Cherokee)
Wearing: Tan shirt(looks like either sheepskin or velvet, not really sure which) that says,"Hope is a powerful weapon", light jean shorts, moccasin ankle boots, a wreath of flowers in her hair, dark brown fingerless gloves, and has white headphones connected to an ipod tucked into her belt.
Strengths in theater: singing, acting, stage building
Other: Loves animals and books, usually is listening to music
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Good??))
@ScarletAndHerSides
(So what’d I miss?)
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(The whole of Act 1, Jefferson. Where have you been?)
@ScarletAndHerSides
(I have been at an extra curricular class.)
@blue_topaz
Lol Hamilton)
Welcome Natasha!)
not much, just small talk)
@blue_topaz
Fae sat next to a girl with dark magenta hair once they were inside. “Hi, I’m Fae.”
@ScarletAndHerSides
(So do I just make my character enter the building and take a seat?)
@blue_topaz
(Yeah, they’re all inside one of the rooms)
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(Yep! Can your character talk to Sam?)
@blue_topaz
(Also, some people will need to be a mini orchestra and play music that they’ll record for the final thing, since this is a musical)
@ScarletAndHerSides
(Yep! Can your character talk to Sam?)
(Okay, where’s Sam?)
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(Sitting down in a corner)
@Natasha
Becca looked up, startled. "Oh, hi! My name's Becca." She said to the girl who had sat down beside her.
@blue_topaz
Fae grinned. “I must be pretty insane to have signed up for this.”
@Natasha
Becca laughed. "Then I'm insane too."
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(Sam's pretty antisocial cue vine sound [SHWEEP IT'S A JUMPSUIT YOU WERE FOOLED]) "I'm Sam. Please leave or I'll have to whack you in the head with a solid 24 pound chessboard,"
@blue_topaz
Lol)
“I’m excited for the costume making, that’s always been my thing.” Fae ribbed her hands together.
@blue_topaz
*rubbed
@Natasha
Becca smiled. "That's cool! I'm actually a singer and actress. My grandfather suggested that I come to this camp to help me get a better idea of how show business works."
@ScarletAndHerSides
(Okay I’m going to make my character enter but I have to look back cuz I forgot who my character is.)
@blue_topaz
“My singing is decent, but I’ve been doing the theater’s acting programs for about seven years now. One day I hope I’ll be on Broadway.” She shrugged. “That’s my goal. Pretty far off though.” She grinned. “Play any musical instruments?”
@ScarletAndHerSides
Sophia entered the room with a bright smile, she saw a lot of people talking and chatting around, socializing. She saw someone sitting in a corner alone, being the person she was, she walked over to them (Sam). “Hi!”
@Natasha
"Ah, piano and guitar, actually. Broadway would be cool, but I kind of want to work for Disney. That would be really fun." Becca returned warmly.
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Sam was writing a poem/song in a notebook, too immersed in writing to look up. "Kill me,"