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Skyline Academy (Academy of Heroes)

@King Tai hmm theme song.... Yunnie's would be something super cute and peppy, like something moe shop or twice

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@KatKook okay, i'll add her to the staff post~ she seems good.

Skyline Academy (Academy of Heroes)

Yeojung "Yunnie" Bae

After the events of Yunnie's late-night excursion, it must be said that she slept like a log. The illusions put on her clothes dissipated soon after she returned to her apartment and collapsed on her bed as Yunnie's powers wore off and it was no longer the priority--that being replaced by the heaviness in her eyelids as she hurriedly prepared for bed. The energy expended by Yunnie's powers enough to put her to the sleep the moment she snuggled under the covers, and upon waking up, she could only stare at the clothes scattered on the floor and think, "What, exactly, happened last night?"

Thankfully, nothing scandalous took place--unless you count spying and sneaking out as scandalous, which makes sense. Still, Yunnie is glad to attribute her light headache and rumpled clothes to the mysterious rendezvous in the courtyard and not to the party.

Getting ready, Yunnie thinks back to last night--was it really nothing? Or would something else pop up? It's a mystery, but she's definitely going to start keeping on eye out for suspicious masked man, or the headmaster. Hm, should she go with the hearts again or something easier and less... flashy? They are doing some sort of physical training today, so she shouldn't dress her best, or her clothes could get wrecked. Who knows how aggressive it could get?

Once Yunnie is finished with her extensive morning routine and following the other students to the forest, her mind is focused on the day at hand and a worrying rip in her white cat stockings, last night's worries temporarily forgotten. Brown hair flies as she scans the area, looking for the boy assigned to train with her. Hopefully he's not wanting to spar; Yunnie can dodge alright, but barely throw a punch. (She has noodle arms. But perfect fashion sense!)

Catching sight of a tired-looking boy out of the corner of her eye, Yunnie decides he's the one. The hologram says so. Probably. Brushing off the imaginary dust on her patchwork denim jacket as her nerves threaten to overtake her, Yunnie sucks in a deep breath and dedicates a minute of last minute do-I-really-look-okay time before going over to where he stands. Knees knocking (but only a little!) and hands in the pockets of her high-waisted shorts, Yunnie takes a good look at her partner--he's older than her, probably by a few years, and he has a nose piercing! Not that Yunnie can't appreciate street style, but her parents would bury her alive if she ever got as much as a second piercing--it took her literal years of begging to convince them to let her pierce her ears.

It looks cool on him, though. His hair could use a little work, but she's guessing he's the kind to not care.

"Um... Excuse me... you're Aaron, right? I'm your partner, I guess. I-I'm Yeojung, but you can call me Yunnie if you want!" Voice wobbling slightly when she finally attempts to start a conversation, Yunnie looks up at her partner--she tends to do that a lot, since she's... small. (Five feet two inches, to be exact!) He's not one of the kids she met last night, though she can see them milling around the forest, like her. Well, that means she doesn't have to worry about weird midnight occurrences. Kind of relief, actually.

"A-anyway...! I don't know what we're really supposed to be doing, since my power isn't very... weaponizable. It's just some sort of illusion thing." To demonstrate, Yunnie touches her hair bow, turning it from pink plaid to navy blue with stars. "Like that. Ta-da."

@sempis

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@TheDookieNut once Mo Chou goes, pick a name out of a hat (you can also do cheng lei's, if you want) and call up another character at the end of your post. I think that should work for everybody? characters not present can just post whenever they want I guess.

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★彡 ㄚㄩ乙ㄩ尺ㄩ 丂卂ㄒㄖ ★彡

★ ★ ★ ★

_{Location: Basement
Interacting with: @murdoc}

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Watching the trainees pour into the basement from his comfortably out-of-the-way seat, Yuzuru mentally catalogues faces and names the best he can, compiling a list of who's here and no-shows. He's curious to see who's still sticking it out and who's given up on the whole "kpop idol" thing. Not that his memory is perfect; but he tries to make an effort to befriend people, in a quiet way. Luckily, his four years of living and training at AS Entertainment is more than enough time to see which trainees are friendly and which he'd rather avoid. There's your troublemakers Yun-seo and Becky; the ice queens like Blissany and Mo Chou; and, for some reason, a starry-eyed kid who slipped past AS Ent's audition, somehow.

Though, something could be said for not judging a book by its cover…

Still. Yuzuru is perfectly content to keep away from Becky's cynical musing and the occasional (he shudders just thinking about it) catfight between her and Yun-seo. He's just going to sit here and sip his tea, thank you very much; even living with his three loud, enthusiastic step-sisters didn't give him any extra knowledge on the petty inner workings of girls.

They're weird. He doesn’t get them very much.

“Do you mind if I sit here?"

Shaken from his thoughts, Yuzuru looks up from where he's absentmindedly staring at his sneakers to see another trainee standing--no, towering over him.

"Yeah, no problem," Yuzuru answers, Korean coming out a little sloppy as his mind starts to race to find the name to match to this new arrival. Hm, how long has he been here? He's sure it hasn't been over a year; Yuzuru estimates he's only started noticing the (admittedly, hard to ignore) new trainee during dance practice maybe last December? He sticks out like a sore thumb, it must be said; Yuzuru is sure there's something he's missing--

Jasper, right? The one who--" --Fell during practice and scared me half to death? Yes, yes he is. But… maybe don't say that.

As memories go, Yuzuru's remembrance of that fateful day is far from crystal clear, but he does remember being almost crushed by another guy during Lucifer dance rehearsals. He remembers this because he tripped over his water bottle, too, and then his sneakers were soggy for a day and a half, and then they made a gross sound whenever he walked and by the time he was done with his shift at the restaurant where he works his socks were soaking and freezing cold. It was not a good day.

Is he making too big of a deal about it? Probably. But Yuzuru can't just forget a pivotal moment in his career like that, now can he? (His mother would say yes, yes he can. That's not the point, mom! Those were my favorite pair!)

Halfway through Yuzuru's rapid-fire how-do-I-explain-this-without-sounding-weird (he doesn't hold it against him, so he doesn't want to make him feel bad…) train of thought, the intercom clicks on again. There's a screeching sound, which Yuzuru assumes is the fault of the old-as-dirt audio system, but is actually just Manager Taeyung stretching. Then, after three seconds of torture, the fateful words are spoken.

"Yuruzu Sato, come up on stage!"

Well. It's time.

Yuzuru stands up from his seat, brushing away a wave of sudden butterflies and advancing to the front of the room, fingers a little twitchy where they're shoved in his pockets. But that feeling is soon swept away, replaced instead by the things Yuzuru knew since the first dance competition, that first Swan Lake performance--resolve, spirit, and just a bit of star-struck thirteen-year-old that he doesn't have the heart to get rid of, even after so many evaluations. The situation is entirely mundane, but Yuzuru still wants to give it his best, as always.

From the corner of his eye, he sees another staff member setting up a camera, which is new, but Yuzuru wasn’t dancing in front of mirrors for nothing. Performance is an art, and art is meant to be seen. Therefore, he should put on a show. Conveniently, this is what Yuzuru is best at doing.

Spending no time fixing his mic, he double-checks his appearance; shoelaces tied, nothing out of place with his admittedly boring outfit--black pants, black v-neck shirt, black cord bracelet dangling off his wrist (a good luck charm, his sisters say) and the now-dry pair of sneakers. The music starts like it's supposed to; Yuzuru likewise. And beyond that?

Truthfully, he doesn't--he doesn’t not remember, he just gets serious. And when Yuzuru gets serious, everything other than his own body, his voice and the music ceases to matter.

It's easy to stop worrying; it's easy to let the music take control of his limbs and just start dancing, so Yuzuru does just that. While he's not stupid enough to completely indulge himself--no room for mistakes, they always say, and that means he needs to stay on his toes--he can let himself untense, because stiffness has no place in dancing and neither do nerves. Every move must be fluid; every step, leading into the next. The point of performance is to build and keep anticipation, not lose it. Honestly, he was a little worried about the choreography, it being his first time Yuzuru's freestyled more than a few seconds of dancing, but when the music starts his mind plays back every move and his body follows suit. After all, dancing has always come naturally to him; it's not a surprise that he would grow into not just memorizing, but creating his own dances. He expects nothing less from somebody raised by former choreographers and performers; his stepfather would be proud.

Click for Rocky

I imagine the dancing to be something like the second half of this video, because there's a lot of freestyling...
You should really just be watching the Rocky version though.

In comparison to his dancing skill, the vocals of "Bad" are a little more difficult, but Yuzuru hasn't trained four years just to be a backup dancer. He wants the whole package and it looks like the voice training lessons are finally starting to pay off. The lyrics to "Bad" aren't horribly complicated, and Yuzuru just has to hope he hits all the right notes and that nobody notices his slip-ups and Japanese accent that bleeds in halfway through. He wonders if his parents are watching--or is it better to surprise them? He'll send a video once the evaluations are done, or sing a little on the phone.

(That thought, though--that almost breaks his concentration somewhat. It has way of doing that, when his family is involved.)

And all of a sudden, it's over. He is no longer flying, no longer under the lights, no longer on the stage.

The crowd comes back into focus, but it's small and bored and Yuzuru comes to terms on how he is, once again, standing in the middle of a dinghy basement. He is not a star. The feeling is kind of discouraging, but he bows low nonetheless and takes his leave.

From somewhere off to the side, Manager Taeyung is looking confusedly at a pair of glasses that aren't his. The intercom crackles. Yuzuru sighs, flopping back into his seat (or, a seat) and reaching for his water bottle.

"Mo Chou, please come up on stage!"
_{@TheDookieNut}

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forgot to mention it, but: the trainees sleep in gender-separated dorms, two people per room. right now, yunseo has her own room and the kang twins live near AS ent in their own apartment with kyumin. yuzuru is up for grabs if anyone wants their character to room with him. (I think daehyun might though)

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@murdoc no problem :) just wanted to know, you know?

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@murdoc hey when do you think you can get a post up?

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@Lovely Complex that post was the most interesting thing I've read all week, love it

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@Fabricant451 mmm love her too. there will be catfights.

accepted! welcome welcome~