| Voicemail. |
[Aug. 27th, 2015|12:20 am] |
"Hey. You've reached Chad. Leave a message. Thank you."
Beeeeep. |
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| SYWTBTNNTHouse; New York, Tuesday [ 09/08 ]. |
[Sep. 8th, 2009|07:46 pm] |
The models had had a very long day; it had been another runway challenge, and the ones that were left were feeling a little antsy. After all, they were down to seven pretend this has a logical timeline, la, which meant that this next cut was most likely to be the last cut before the surviving six went overseas to the abroad location.
None of them were quite as antsy as Chad, however, who'd actually won the challenge and was told that his prize would be a surprise, to come at some other time. He'd picked Brenton to share the prize, so he had one coming, too, which made the pair of them actually the most stoic antsy pair ever.
"It's a visitor," Rebekah reasoned. "It's got to be."
But Chad grunted, frowning, not wanting to get his hopes up for a prize like that. After all, his boyfriend was in space...and Prince Oscar Pedro had a store to run.
"Extra shots, maybe?" Viki guessed.
And now Brenton groaned. "Yeah, like Chad needs extra shots. His are always perfect. I wouldn't mind, though, I could use some..."
"Oh! Maybe he can pick his frames or something!"
The discussion like that continued until Chad just grunted again. "Whatever it is," he said, as they moved back into the house, "we'll find out eventually..."
[[ for that one guy, plz. ]] |
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| OOC :: Tonight's SYWTBTNNTM Episode |
[Jul. 20th, 2009|08:57 pm] |
Due to mun fail, a surprisingly busy day, and a date night, tonight's episode of So You want to be the Nation's Next Top Model will not be playing today.
Instead, you'll find the station playing a rousing game of moose football with the promise of a new episode next week.
Sorry about that, guys.
OH. And I want to add an apology for me being all fail on my tags today. Everyone who SPs with me through tomorrow is a rock star. |
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| SYWTBTNNTHouse; New York, Saturday [ 07/11 ]. |
[Jul. 11th, 2009|10:22 am] |
When Jon got up that morning and shuffled into the kitchen, the last thing he expected was there to be two finely dressed Italian twins and a curvy Mexican woman standing there behind the counter. In fact, he'd expected it so little that he kind of screamed like a little girl, hoped it wouldn't make the edit, but planned to explain it off on the fact that he's from Alaska, where you just didn't have Italian twins and curvaceous Mexicans in your kitchen.
"Are you guys our next challenge?" Jon asked, once he was sure no one else heard that.
One of the Italian men just pulled a comb out of his suit pocket and ran it through his hair; the other did the same, but with the opposite hand. The Mexican woman said, "I think I need a tune-up, papi."
"Wow," Jon was still staring a little. "That's a really deep voice for a woman. And I'm from Alaska."
A few of the other models drifted in and tried to figure out exactly what these people were in their kitchen for and what the challenge might be, before a very displeased Chad thundered in. "Okay," he said, "not cool. Whoever took my shoes and guitar need to give them back now. I've had that guitar forever and those shoes were a gift from my boy--"
Chad stopped, noticing the guests. They looked familiar, but...
"We're right here, man," said one of the Italians, very smoothly.
"We went out for a walk," the other added.
"Time to play me, senor?" asked the woman with the very deep voice.
All the other models just stared at Chad and the deep red of his face and the look of utter shock underneath it.
"Uhhh."
This was going to be interesting trying to explain to the producers. "...shoes? Guitar? Let's go in my room real quick..."
An awkward silence settled over the kitchen as they left. Finally, Viki broke it, "What the fuck? He didn't even win a challenge!"
[[ NFI, but OOC welcome! Totally contains vague spoilers for a few weeks ahead in the show ;) ]] |
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| So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model Ads, Week of June 21st. |
[Jun. 24th, 2009|10:49 am] |
Loud music. Flashing graphics. An announcer trying to fit everything into the hyper-short attention spans of the main demographic. In a nutshell, that was what the advertisements that started popping up on various channels seemed to be, thirty second sparks of inspiration, and these were the important parts:
"...So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model? Too bad! You can't! But these six hot girls and these six sexy guys might get the chance!..."
"Panel of top fashion names..."
"Fashion!"
"Couture!"
"Cover Girl!"
"Drama llamas!"
"Who will be hot? AND WHO WILL NOT?"
"Sundays, eightsevencentral. ONLY on the CW!"
And, if anyone might be paying particular attention, they might recognize a face in those flashes, of a particular giant cheerleading Fandom High alum...
[[ OKAY, HERE'S THE DEAL: I've finally gotten around to posting this and getting Chad's post-Fandom career as a Reality Model Show star started. Due to the magic of Fandom television, the show Chad's going to be on (So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model, SYWTBTNNT for 'short') will be accessible Sundays at eight (seven central) on Fandom TVs. In the tradition of ANTM, they pre-film a lot of it, so Chad's been contracted not to make contact with anyone until the show is over and/or the show where he's booted gets broadcast, but I invite people to take an interest in the show and follow it and humour my crazy. Every Sunday, a general post describing the gist and the drama and the photoshoots and which model gets kick off will go up so people who do want to watch it and cheer Chad on will know what happened that week. I think that covers it, but if you have questions, ask away! ]] |
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| Chad's Apartment; NYC; Saturday Night [ 06/06 ]. |
[Jun. 6th, 2009|09:28 pm] |
It was no surprise to Chad that being in a long distance (very long) relationship, especially after three years of living just a floor away from each other (interesting how they never actually lived together), but these last few days seemed even worse than usual for him. Clearly, it marked a sort of threshold, and the time that had passed since graduation was the very scientific number for when a long distance relationship became too much to handle.
And the fact that all he could think about was how much he missed Teddy and all the things he'd like to do to Teddy if he was with him right now did not help that he was currently trying to shift through a whole bunch of very technical forms for the show. He'd made it through the second casting and just coming up here soon they'd have the casting episode that they filmed, and he pretty much would have to cut of almost everything if he got in. He thought. They made these contracts really, really hard to understand...
[[ expecting a certain phone call, which will likely be NWS, but open to others, because, you, I'm sure calling Chad is the first thing on anyone's mind. That one guy doesn't count. ]] |
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| OOC :: So Long and Thanks for the Fish. |
[May. 29th, 2009|05:18 pm] |
...Sort of.
I interrupt your regularly scheduled alligator attacks for just a quick, pain-free announcement to let the game as a whole know that I've stepped down from my admin position. It was a wonderful opportunity and it breaks my heart a little to have to step back from serving the game I love so much as much as I could, but real life for me has taken a very dramatic turn. Not bad, thank God, just...different, which means managing my gametime has become a bit more of a challenge, and my availability to do things is unpredictable, as is my ability to really dive in deep and do the work that needs to done. Which the current team does so well as it is that they don't need me anyway.
Clearly, I'm still around in the game, plugging along with my recently sporadic tagging and playing. I want to also, while I'm here, thank everyone recently for putting up with my spaciness and occasional fail!tagging. Like I said, dramatic changes, and so finding the balance is still a little rough.
It's been an honour and a privileged being your admin for the short time that it was.
And, yes, I'm only posting with this account to point out that this is thumbs-up icon #6. *thumbs up* |
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| SYWTBTNNT Audition; New York, Tuesday [ 05/26 ]. |
[May. 26th, 2009|05:59 pm] |
Several crates of ramen cups and a few odd jobs here and there had Chad deciding that he was going to go ahead and do something that might be a little crazy, but it wasn't like it would hurt. That morning, he headed down to an audition for the open casting for this season's So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model...
They were herded into the conference center like cattle. Tall, beautiful, occasional charmingly awkward cattle, given a number (Chad's was 10034005600356...he thought. He might be off a digit or two), and then they stood around for hours before they were marched in front of a panel of people (none of them the celebrity judges from the show yet), and then stood around for a few more hours. Chad wished he brought he guitar, although maybe it was a good thing he didn't. He did have to step in and stop a bitchfight that sparked up between two girls over whether or not the other one was an anorexic bitch in a weave and if the other one was just a bitch, which he settled pretty easily by picking them both up and putting them in separate corners of the room (which a lot of people seemed kind of impressed about but they weighed, like, next to nothing).
And then they stood around for another few hours, but at least Chad had managed to get into a conversation with some girl who didn't look like she really belong there about the finer nuances of the punk rock music movement, and that really helped move the time, and, before he knew it, they were calling out numbers for people who could come to the call back auditions.
Chad actually thought at first that he wasn't called, but it turns out his number was 10034005600357, not 10034005600256.
Awesome.
[[ establishy, yay! But open to phone calls and OOC! And yes, this is a new thumbs up icon *thumbs up* ]] |
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| Chad's Apartment; NYC; Tuesday [ 05/12 ]. |
[May. 12th, 2009|10:38 am] |
The apartment...was tiny. It would probably be tiny even if Chad wasn't so large and a good deal of space wasn't being used for CDs, music systems, and his guitar. It was even tinier than the apartment he had in Japan, and a lot more expensive, too, and so Chad was spending some time wondering if it might not have been better to take up a summer term at college so that he could have a dormitory.
But, in a way, the tiny little expensive box of an apartment had some...charm. And it would be pretty easy to clean. He could dig this; he could get settled here. And it was his and he was there and he was going to become a successful, contributing member of society.
For a few years, anyway.
Chad sunk onto the chair in the space dedicated for a living room, grunting slightly. He needed to work this summer, so he had went around and got some information on some casting calls. It was now just a matter of trying to find the right one...
[[ Establishing Chad in New York! But also open! Whee! ]] |
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| OOC :: An Info Post. Alumni Edition. |
[May. 6th, 2009|05:08 pm] |
I was going to do my current students next but then I just got another new thumbs-up icon for Chad (this makes 5!), and so that settled it right there. Here are my alumni characters, who you probably won't interact with too much if you're new, but they're still awesome.
There is however, a small note about something post-grad that Chad will be doing if you want to check it out and help!
( The Hemiplegiac Brainiac )
( The Gentle Giant )
Now...give me thumbs up icons. |
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| OOC :: Last Call Karaoke Votes! |
[Apr. 15th, 2009|02:59 pm] |
Last call for Music Club members to vote on the karaoke contest! It will officially close at about 5;00 EST and the winner announced then, so if you're in the club, please vote here!
Thanks! |
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| OOC :: Voting for Karaoke Contest! |
[Apr. 14th, 2009|11:16 pm] |
Hey, there, Music Club Members! Please place your vote in the poll for the karaoke contest! Please make sure all votes are IC and, even if you didn't get the change to ping in, we need every vote we can get from the members of the club.
Here are the performances!
Votes will be tallied up and announced sometime Wednesday afternoon, so there's plenty of time.
Thanks, guys!
Poll #1383832 OOC :: Karaoke Contest Voting!
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: None, participants: 7Please place your vote for the Karaoke Contest! |
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| Room 312; Sunday Afternoon [ 03/29 ]. |
[Mar. 29th, 2009|07:44 pm] |
It was Sunday, so there might have been some sleeping in, which meant there was a little bit of a delay on the lunch for Dinah for the cheerleading auction, but better late than really late! Dinah had mentioned wanting something spicy and maybe Japanese, so Chad thought curry would be a good direction to go. Not really Japanese, but who cared? It tasted good. He could make it in a special Sado way, too, with a lot of peppers and a lot of tomatoes, and he was really proud of the results. He set up a little table on the floor in the middle so they could sit on mats as they ate, and hoped that the cats didn't take the low table for an invitation to jump on it and try to get into their food.
[[ for the roommate, but open after the luncheon, too! ]] |
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| OOC :: Well, hai thar RL. |
[Mar. 17th, 2009|09:06 pm] |
First note: Apologies for a Music Club post failing to go up tonight. It was just...not in the stars. Let me explain to you why; it's the reason for this post anyway.
RL has been kicking my butt lately; a lot. Not only did the company that I work for get bought out, resulting in an incredible whirl-wind of changing companies, bosses, and product in all of 36 hours, but I've just started an internship on the same exact week, meaning things have practically been turned...maybe not upside down for me, but at least on its side and off-kilter. I'm going to be stuck with the occasional day like today where I'm working full-on eleven hours in chaotic situation, which is probably going to cut into my playtime a lot for a while, if not permanently.
Hopefully, though, today will be one of the few where the adjustment hits as hard as it did and rendered me unable to keep up with an obligation or two.
I just wanted to give a heads-up for the incoming flightiness and/or reduced activity from my massive crowd: Chad, Turtle, Cal, Daisy, Charlotte, Minsc, Adah. *CLINGS ZOMG*
On the bright side, all things come in threes: with the new company and the internship, I also got my first publication in a journal that isn't put out by a group I manage! HUZZAH. |
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