multifarious ⟷ in character

Meghan Trainor is my spirit animal.

Bored now. Do this thing.

1. Third song that comes on when you play your iPod/mp3 player/phone/fave playlist on shuffle
2. One regret about being here.
3. One positive thing about being here.
4. Random, completely irrational fear.
5. Link to something ridiculous.

Ready, set, GO!

Mine is:

1. The Kooks — Naive
2. I'll probably never learn to drive.
3. I've met some really cool people and am going to my first Comic Con free of charge (thanks Tess!)
4. I'll be having one of those naked at school/in a crowd nightmares and find out it's not a nightmare so much as I'm sleepwalking. Naked. DNW.
5. Boop.

[Forward-dated to 3:00 am PDT]
>> Hey. Are you up?

I think I'm a little out of practice when it comes to skating, but I think the old knee is in pretty good shape. Felt good to get back on the board.

( Mock me, go ahead, see the stuff below the link. )

Thanks for manning the camera, Joey. Even if I wasn't that impressive.

[immediately after Cass responds to Mags, in the hopes of intercepting him before he sees iiiit]

» Hey, let's go out tonight.
» You want to?

[She skims through the letter, then starts reading it over in case she missed something but it disappears so she walks over to the tablet on the desk]
... Hello? [Her voice is thick with fear. She's not sure if she's dreaming, dead, or going insane, but she's going to try to find out whatever she can as soon as possible.] Can anyone hear me?

[At 2:26am EST/11:26pm PST, a video of Joey lounging in Dave's otherwise empty trailer while he's shooting and she's listening to music will play. This song comes on and she starts out casual, but then not only is she rapping along, not only is she getting super into it (which is not embarrassing at all of course), but she doesn't miss a beat and she unexpectedly knows every single word, considering it's so not her typical style of music, as far as any of her friends know.]

[At 4:20 pm EST this video plays for all to see.]

[Because I'm about to hit the hay and also because I'll be at work most of the day tomorrow, posting early, BUT... At 11am EST/8am PST, a compilation video set to this song will play. Until the 2:11 point, it's entirely comprised of Mox at various events and photoshoots or out drinking with his friends, making out or sleeping with random starlets (feel free to have characters recognize random female celebrities in his age group) or extras from set. From 2:11 to 2:25, the sound drops way down and Cass is letting herself into his trailer on set.]

( Encounter with Cass cut for adult stuffs )

[The volume of the song comes back up and for the remainder of the song, it's literally just clips of Mox about to get it on with more women, definitely including repeated encounters with Vampire Allison at Kol's mansion in the City and Lydia at her lakehouse in the City, as well as his makeout sesh with Olive here in this universe.]

Yes. Please, by all means, interrupt my dinner to ask me to pose for pictures, hug strangers, and sign napkins, because when a man is sitting in a back corner of a restaurant with a beautiful woman, a bottle of champagne, and a candle in the middle of the table, yeah that says photo op to me, too, you're right. Also, when said beautiful woman leaves the table because you and your throng of friends won't leave me alone, take a fucking hint. I'm allowed to have my privacy, too, once in a goddamned while. I'm not a zoo animal, for Christ's sake, turn on the fucking CW and diddle, I have shit to do.

I'm not even the one today. First day off in thirteen days, but surprise! NOT REALLY! And since my plans for the night just got fucked, I'm going to Sayers tonight, who's coming? Gotta give me a heads up now if you're not already on their list or y'ain't gettin' in. Speak now or forever hold your peace.

( Au revoir, Paris. Le temps de retourner au travail. )

Hi, honeys, we're hooooome.

[ooc: cut text is Goodbye, Paris. Time to go back to work.]

STILESES; delayed.

Oh, hey...did you guys want to go to Comic-Con this summer? Because I'm pretty sure I can get passes from work if you want to. That seems like a thing you'd be into.

Fun fact: Luna hates pigeons in Central Park almost as much as she hates thunder. Go figure.

STILES & MALIA.

You guys settling in okay? Do you need anything?

As much as I hate bouncing back and forth to check my mail...so worth it! Who's got the best boyfriend, the coolest job, is totes going to Paris, and just opened an acceptance letter from UCLA School of Nursing? Oh yeah, that would be ME!

...holy crap on a cracker. Seriously?

Jesus, I feel like a fricken vampire. No more overnight shoots. Please. How the fuck am I supposed to sociable to the general public when I'm sleeping all day and working all night? Good God.

Don't mind me, just over here sharing my misery, because my PA thought it'd be hilarious to change up the playlist in the makeup trailer. Dick. I'll never get this shit out of my head now.

HUNTS CREW*

Guys, are we doing SD Comic Con this year? I'm being invited to appear at a fan-run convention in Florida the weekend right after and I don't wanna do both. I hate being that wasted tired.

[*includes crew (Joey)]

Thirteen hours on set and a five hour flight with these two idiots: complete. Bet none of you could do it. :P Need sleep nao. So, so much sleep.