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disappearedmods (disappearedmods) wrote in disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-05-28 18:06:00

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idol

Changed my mind. IDOL EVENT.
WHO: The whole school!
WHAT: Kickoff of the idol event!
WHERE: The Auditorium!
WHEN: Last Period!
WHY: Because there can be only one!

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*~ MORE PERFORMANCE ~*

anthesphoria
2010-06-03 03:22 pm UTC (link)

The curtains had come down after the last performance, to give the stage crew (such as it was) a few moments to clear the last performer’s debris (and a few more pieces of Kouki’s cardboard moon that had evaded the first round of cleanup). During that moment of downtime, Kozue slipped out from backstage. Her hair, all of it, was down, and she was dressed in blues and greens—and rocking the miniskirt and Zettai Ryouiki for her idol persona. Whatever it was. She certainly hadn’t been forthcoming with anyone about her plans, save for a few select members of the Tennis Club.

She adjusted the sunglasses (the Kou-Glasses, in fact) that were perched above her brow, holding back part of her hair, and bowed to the audience.

“Hello, everyone! I’m Kondo-chan, and I’ll be performing for you next! Thank you all sooooo much for coming, and enjoying our show!” It didn’t hurt to lay it on a little bit thick; as she rose from the bow, she took what appeared to be a steadying breath. “Before I start, I wanted to take a moment…”

She seemed to get almost emotional for a just a brief second. And she delivered the next lines with real conviction—she had practiced this. “As many of you know, my grandmother passed away recently. I wanted to dedicate this performance to her memory. Granny, wherever you are, I hope you can see me right now.”

Her practice of that speech made it sound sincere. She’d almost never shared her real feelings about her Grandmother, save with her closest friends. And anyone who hadn’t known Kondo Fumiko would think it was a genuine wish, even perhaps a sweet one.

The First Year bowed again, quickly; “Alright, let’s get on with the show!” She turned, and slipped back into the curtains, just as they began to open.

They revealed very little by way of set—and no fake smoke or props or anything particularly spectacular, but they also revealed four other girls, in outfits nearly identical to (and just a little bit less nice than) Kozue’s. It was about half of the Tennis Club. And they were the Kondo-Chan Backup Dancers.

(Possibly circumventing the rules just a tiny bit, Kozue and whined and wheedled until she was allowed the dancers; she had convinced and recruited them with a combination of favors promised, mild blackmail, and introductions to cute boys from other schools. After all, doing something on your own makes you look goofy. Doing something in concert with four other cute girls? Somehow makes it look almost acceptable.)

The music cued up; it was American, and fast, a loud and Miss GooGoo-ish techno/pop, and full of energy. Kozue began singing—in English, with the kind of god-awful pronunciation she usually exhibited in English class, but then again the words made nearly no sense in English anyway—and dancing. And the Kondo-Chan Backup Dancers mimed along; she had made them practice, but that didn’t guarantee perfect unison. And some of them hadn’t anything remotely resembling a concept of pitch or tone.

Kozue herself wasn’t awful; what probably helped was the passion that Kozue obviously brought to the stage. It looked like a love of performance. Passion and energy helped any endeavor (clearly, the previous performer could tell you that.)

It looked like passion. It was something not so far off, either: years and years of bottled up vengeance, now expressed with enthusiasm and choreography. I hope you can see this from hell, you bitch.

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	Re: ~ MORE PERFORMANCE ~ apathyisboring 2010-06-03 06:44 pm UTC (link)
	Kiriko, being in on the joke, grinned wide. A shame Kozue hadn't gone for the full GooGoo getup, but nonetheless, it was easy to picture Granny Kondo flipping in her grave - and also, having very recently had pots 'n' things lobbed at her head, very satisfying. She cupped her hands to her lips and cheered. "Go Kozue!" (Reply to this) (Parent)

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