The J-Rock RP

((um hello i cant see the claims list is Masa taken? the claim list isnt really working i couldnt veiw it to find out))

I dunno where to find the claim list but I'd like to be Gackt or Mana if both are taken tell me and I'll chose another.

Jordan

((Hello everyone I'm glad to announce my arrival! Where is the claim list? and has anyone claimed shinya or toshiya from deg?))

( Hello im new ..And I cant seem to see the claims list.. but is Ryutaro from plastic tree taken?? If hes not then is it ok if I can rp as him..? Thank you)

Uhm,is anyone roleplaying as Kami in here yet,or do you all don't rp him becuz he's dead?

~Kamilover <3

hajimashite! I am Nikku, stayfreemymeaty
I'd like to rp the oh so wonderful and drunken Pata Sama, I'm not sure if he's taken or not since the link for the list of taken characters is no workie ;-;
anyways
Y!: pm_blue_fish
AIM: AqR Gardenia
moidixmois@hellboyfan.com
domo arigatou gozaimas.
*bows*

I just wanted to post to let you guys know that I'm dropping Hakuei and Kamijo and staying on as a lurker.

Because I already roleplay in romancia, and that's become a rather unexpected large workload on it's own, I won't have the time to do any RPing here if this group picks up. And, I don't want to be rude by staking claim on these wonderful men that someone else may want to play at a later time while I don't have the time to play them.

I hope this makes sense, and my apologies for not being here as much as I should be/should have been.

--Domo

There was nothing to do in his appartment. It came down to that. Well, apart from sleep and play video games...and maybe eat. Other than that, nothing.

He'd spent most of the day trying to find something to do of course. This involved breaking a lot of stuff as he found out all too late.

First he'd thought cleaning would help. You know...washing dishes, polishing dusty things. Chores that he normally hated. He'd stopped after breaking several items and sat down trying to think of something else.

He'd tried reading books. This failed when he discovered he had a natural aversion to reading anything longer than 5 pages unless forced under threat of death...or being called kawaii.

In the end he had just decided it best to go back to play video games again. Resetting them and playing from the start. He really needed to get some new ones. Or go out and drink.

On that last thought he looked towards his telephone, meaning immediate death for the character in the game he was playing. Dropping the controller to the ground with a slight thud he checked the time before edging towards the phone. Maybe Toshiya or Kaoru would want to go out. Die by this time already was out. He could but try.

Picking up the receiver he dialled in the familiar numbers waiting for either answerphones, or hopefully his friends voices.

((OOC: Sorry about the amazing suckyness of this post. I'm very tired. I think I'm having repercussions from my car crash earlier in the week. If anyone wants to contact me I'm on AIM under the name Zandra Redfern. >> Although, I might be getting a new name soon enough. Ja ne))

"I've never felt so much hatred aimed towards me in my life. Why he would...how he could... It doesn't matter anymore anyways..." I looked at the man in front of me, my head weaving slightly, then added, "You know? Have you ever felt that way?"

He shook his head no - figures. I sighed and lowered my head slightly, pulling my drink closer. Might as well get falling-down drunk and then do something a little more happy - like bake cookies. Yeah, I think I will go bake cookies. I stood up, thanked the man for listening to me, then proceeded to fall ontop of a table. Apologising profusely, I hurried out of the bar, then walked to the nearest supermarket. I grabbed things randomly - it didn't really matter, as long as it had to do with cookies - then went to the check-out stand.

I grinned at the checker, and she looked at me, then snorted. I blinked, then shrugged, paying for the groceries. At this point I decided that I should probably go home before I caused any more damage, so off I went. Anyways, enough of this, on to the cookies. After ten minutes in the kitchen, I was covered in flour, which is kinda funny, since I was using the ready-to-bake dough you can buy in the store... Oh well.

So I put the cookies in the oven, then I decided to make some tea. I turned on the stove burner, then I bent over to get the kettle, and...you'll never guess what happened now, I swear - my hair caught on fire. So at this point, I started dancing frantically around the kitchen, shrieking at the top of my lungs, like you know you would have if it had happened to you. So, finally, I got my hair put out, then turned off the burner - it was just too dangerous - and checked on the cookies. Burnt past recognition. Couldn't have checked the dental records if I'd tried, so I turned off the oven, too, and just went straight to bed. Of course, this was after I cursed the cookies, the oven, the burners, and my hair all at once. So now here I am in bed - I'm going to sleep.

(OOC::: I decided to take initiative in posting. I do hope that those who are still watching this group will follow suit.)


I've never been one to think that things could always go my way.
But that doesn't mean I can't be extremely unhappy about it.

I hid the vase I'd just finished breaking behind a standing picture frame. It wasn't a particularly expensive vase, but it was one that I liked and had no means of replacing with something of similar design. I -was- using it to prop up my DVD collection until it toppled off my bookcase and slammed against a stereo speaker. I won't clean up the glass until I'm done feeling bitter about it. That may take awhile, as I'm sure I'll step on a shard of glass just when I'm starting to feel indifferent enough to do something about it.

I really -should- clean it up. It looks terrible having broken glass all over the floor. I'm not even quite sure how it came to fall in the first place.

Eventually, I'll prop up my DVDs with something else, other than the one I leaned to the side to keep them upright for now. Myself, loving the change of things, shouldn't have such a problem with this. But somethings, and some habits will always cling to you like a cheap vase. Old lipstick colors that I haven't worn in a very long time still sit in my makeup case. I switched to lipgloss quite awhile ago, but it's a comfort to have that past image of myself with me wherever I go.

Which leads me to business at hand, broken glass irritation aside, the past of Lareine.
Chantons L'amour, and Ribbon... Machi and Emiru.... Mayu... I can't get rid of them, this part of the past, and I'd have it no other way. I put Lareine aside to carry with me as a fond memory that I've now reached the point to comfortably reflect upon. And thus, we will perform once again together for two nights as Lareine.

I have so much to do now; all I have done throughout my day was work, yet I have a feeling that I'm completely unaccomplished for my effort. I'm tired. I'm bitter over a broken vase, more able to glare at it as if it were at fault for shattering rather than just clean the damned thing up.

I need to prioritize.
I'll put tomorrow's morning efforts aside to go shopping, stopping first for a latte at my favorite little quiet cafe.

The priority: Procrastination and relaxation.

Having already changed into my favorite blue, satiny pajamas, I was completely prepared to lay down and attempt to have sweet dreams. Of course, I did brush my teeth and splash my face with cool water first.
I opened the bedroom window so I may catch the fresh, crisp air as I drifted off. I love autumn and winter, and the cliche romantic thoughts about lovers huddling together to stay warm. I got comfortable, and began to daydream, in hopes that it would bring me a dream of the same nature. My eyes closed.

The priority: Beauty sleep.