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07 August 2009 @ 12:09 am
✧ WEEK FOUR ✧




Ancient Rome // 50's Sock Hop


The Left

On the left side of the boutique this week is a wide variety of costumes from Ancient Rome. For this set of costumes - anywhere within the broad time period of Ancient Rome is considered acceptable mirror territory.

Types of costumes available from Ancient Rome include - commoners, Senators, Roman soldiers, nobility, gladiators - use your imagination! :D For storylines, why not consider:

The founding of Rome
The assassination of Julius Ceaser
The sacking of Rome by the Gauls
The Fall of the Roman Empire

The Right

On this side of the boutique characters will find nothing but costumes meant for a Sock Hop in the Fifties. Think poodle skirts, jukeboxes and waitresses on rollar skates. Why not consider:

Grease
High School Dances
Drive-in Movies


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REMINDERS/NOTES:

(1) Any thread started in previous weeks can continue to be played, but no new threads may be added.

(2) Remember your threads in the "real world" can be labeled as any day of the week, but threads at the boutique and in the mirror world should be labeled in the time frame given here.

(3) The mods will check on character activity. If you have not declared yourself on hiatus and do not thread at least once per month, your character may be cut from the game and open for new holds.

(4) An example of the Ancient Roman costumes can be found under here!Collapse )
 
 
06 August 2009 @ 01:14 pm
Title: A knight's tale  [Reserved]
Setting: Medieval Times (Friday, 11:20AM)
Characters: Sakurai Sho & Aiba Masaki
Rating: PG

See, the idea that had first come to mind had really sounded like a good idea, who didn’t want to be a knight as they were growing up? Or one of Robin Hood’s merry men? Aiba had been excited to step into the Boutique that was now becoming a regular occasion for him and saw what sets of costumers the shop held this time. It was far too much fun to end up in a different time period each week.

The idea, wasn’t sounding that brilliant anymore as Aiba had found himself in the middle of a jousting competition. And the winner? Got to go off and slay the dragon and win the hand of the beautiful princess. Aiba made a face at the announcement, what sort of deal was that? Chances are that the poor soul who managed to win the tournament wasn’t going to live to return back to the castle.

Now, Aiba knew that dressing like an armored Knight on duty wouldn’t have been his best choice, so he hadn’t. As much as he wanted to. From experience, it told him that it might be a little more safe not to dress in a costume where he might get himself into too much trouble. And now he was very glad that he didn’t look ready to join in on the ‘festivities’ Instead choosing out a lovely dark green and gold tunic with matching leggings. Comfortable and mostly safe? He hoped. Getting up onto one of those horses and trying to knock the opponent off didn’t seem at all possible from where he was standing.

He much preferred to watch, because that was far more exciting. And really, it was. Until someone came up to him and started nattering away to him that he should get dressed and ready to go up. Aiba eyes widened, and as much as he tried to protest that he was just here for the enjoyment of watching, he was dragged off to get him prepared.

 
 
03 August 2009 @ 11:49 pm
Title: A lifetime employment [OPEN]
Setting: One Way Nightclub, 10:00 PM, Thursday
Characters: Sakurai Sho & ??
Rating: PG?


Sho glanced at his phone as the new message tone went off yet again. A glance down at the screen told him that it was another message from his best friend. The third one in just as many minutes. Scanning the text, it was yet another invitation to go back to Deliciae. Sho hadn't been back to the boutique since their first adventure and he couldn't understand why his friend was so insistent that he needed to go to back, immediately. Sure it had been fun, interesting, but he wasn't quite certain it was his kind of thing. In the end, Sho knew he would go back. He never really could refuse when Nino insisted on something.

Sho sent off a quick reply. Fine, we'll talk about it later. I still don't know if I have to work this weekend.

Flipping the phone shut, Sho turned it off this time (his boss would kill him if he found out that he was on his phone at work) He placed it on the counter of his DJ booth, then slipped his headphones back over his ears. The nightclub's lighting shifted, signaling that the club was about to open for the night. This was the one place where Sho was most certain of himself. More than any other place, he felt at home in a DJ booth. Headphones placed firmly on his head, he brought up the first song. As Sho slowly increased the volume, he started to lose himself in the beat, his eyes half closed and body starting to sway along with the music, only half paying attention to the guests starting to filter into the club.
 
 
31 July 2009 @ 12:02 am
✧ WEEK THREE ✧




MEDIEVAL KNIGHTS // LATIN BALLROOM


The Left

On the left side of the boutique this week is a wide variety of costumes from Medieval Times, in particular - Knights.

For this set of costumes - anywhere within Europe is considered acceptable mirror territory, but players should keep in mind locations such as France, England, Wales, and Scotland.

Other types of costumes available from Medieval Times include - archers, princesses, peasants, barmaids, blacksmiths - use your imagination! :D For storylines, why not consider:

Camelot - King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table
Robin Hood - steal from the rich and give to the poor
Dragon Slaying
The Search for the Holy Grail

The Right

On this side of the boutique characters will find nothing but costumes meant for Latin Ballroom dancing. Any time period that Latin Ballroom has been danced is acceptable for mirror territory. Why not consider:

1950's - Dirty Dancing type plot
Salsa Dancing at a Resort Hotel
World Ballroom Competition

Feel free to let your characters explore the countries in which they are located in after they've danced!

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REMINDERS/NOTES:

(1) Any thread started in WEEK TWO can continue to be played, but no new threads may be added.

(2) Remember your threads in the "real world" can be labeled as any day of the week, but threads at the boutique and in the mirror world should be labeled in the time frame given here.

(3) The mods will check on character activity. If you have not declared yourself on hiatus and do not thread at least once per month, your character may be cut from the game and open for new holds.

(4) An example of the Medieval costumes can be found under here!Collapse )
 
 
26 July 2009 @ 09:30 pm
Title: War meetings. [Reserved]
Setting: Boutique (Saturday; 4:30 PM) ➝ California (June 15, 1846 ➝ Mexican-American war over California)
Characters: Morimoto Ryutarou and Chinen Yuuri.
Rating: PG

This was Ryutarou's first time here. Looking around, he surveyed the costumes with a hint of disdain. On the left was what he assumed to be the wild west, and on the right was.. scuba diving? He tilted his head away, as if that would erase what he just saw from his memory. Yuuto-kun was right, the place was weird. Ryutarou had never once heard of a boutique with scuba gear.

Or maybe he was too much of a hermit.

Either way, he quickly swayed his way into the wild west section. Looking around with motions of hesitation, Ryutarou was ready to leave the boutique without a second thought, but he took his time to get here. And spent an untimed amount of minutes lost with sloppy directions from Mr. Future-Keio Yuuto-kun.

Picking a rather modern wild west outfit, one that Ryutarou deemed wouldn't make him look much of an idiot than he assumed the others would, Ryutarou changed into it. Looking himself into the mirror, a frown evidently playing on his lips. "This.. is just-" He was unable to finish his sentence, as his surroundings wrapped and changed.

Was he dreaming?

Voices, loud and angered, were roaring. Echoing into his ear. Voices that didn't belong to anyone that looked the least asian. Or from the twenty first century. In an environment that didn't look a bit like the boutique he was just in.

 
 
 
25 July 2009 @ 10:51 am
Title: Where the west gets wilder [Reserved]
Setting: Boutique ➝ California (Saturday, 1:20 PM)
Characters:
Aiba Masaki and Ninomiya Kazunari
Rating:
PG-13

Aiba grinned, bringing a hand up to shield his eyes from the blazing sun as he looked at his surroundings. Recalling the moments that led up to his arrival to, well, wherever he’d ended up.

He wasn’t sure why he’d went back to the boutique. Curiosity among other things. It was a surprise to see two different sets of costumes, one on either side of the small place. And yet there had been no sign of any workers, he had wanted to ask them about what happened. Go do a bit of investigating. Of course, with no one  being around, the costumes started to grab for his attention.

If he’d put them on, would he end up where he’d been the last time? Or would it be somewhere different.

He came around to look into a mirror to admire his western apparel, wiggling his toes in the boots he’d exchanged for his shoes, hands going to rest on the plastic guns in the holsters on either side of his hips. Looking into the mirror, and the next thing he knew the scene change, eyes blinking, opening to find that the mirror was no longer in front of him. And a desert with a small town was on either side of him.

Giving a small noise of delight, having enjoyed western movies the odd time, he was off wandering down the stretch of small businesses. Coming across a Saloon, music and signing. Whoever was inside seemed to be having a good time. And it led him inside, pushing over the swinging door to enter, eyes widening as he took in the sight. And he thought regular bars would be for a great night, but one that had live entertainment, singing, some old man playing the piano. Everyone looked to be having a good time with drinks all around. Aiba made his way to the bar and hopped up on one of the stools.

 
 
24 July 2009 @ 12:03 am
✧ WEEK TWO ✧




WILD WEST // SCUBA ADVENTURE


The Left

On the left side of the boutique this week is a wide variety of costumes from the Wild West, in particular - American Cowboys.

For this set of costumes - as long as it is in the American West it is considered mirror territory. Why not try one of these options as your game play location?:

California Gold Rush - 1849
Mississippi Riverboats (Prepared to Gamble?)
Oregon Trail - (Will you fjord the river?)
Tombstone, Arizona - 26th of October, 1881 (Be witness to the gunfight at the O.K. Corral)

Sorry everyone, no Native American costumes! Perhaps another week your characters will jump into history for a look at the other side.

The Right

On this side of the boutique characters will find nothing but scuba gear. For those characters willing to take the risk of trying on what appears to be a simple outfit - they can explore the following locations:

Yongala, Australia - Shipwreck in Queensland
The Blue Corner Wall - Micronesia Oceanlife
Manta Ray Night Dive - Kailua Kona, Hawaii
Red Sea Shipwrecks - Egypt

Feel free to let your characters take in the sights of the countries these dives are located in after they've explored the ocean!

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REMINDERS/NOTES:

(1) Any thread started in WEEK ONE can continue to be played, but no new threads may be added.

(2) Remember your threads in the "real world" can be labeled as any day of the week, but threads at the boutique and in the mirror world should be labeled in the time frame given here.

(3) The mods will check on character activity. If you have not declared yourself on hiatus and do not thread at least once per month, your character may be cut from the game and open for new holds.

(4) An example of the Wild West costumes can be found under here!Collapse )
 
 
23 July 2009 @ 10:52 am
Title: Lost In Celebration [RESERVED]
Setting: Martedì Grasso, Venice, Italy, 1737 (Friday, 4:50 PM)
Characters: Kamenashi Kazuya, Nishikido Ryo & Sawajiri Erika.
Rating: PG-13, because Erika has a potty mouth, too. XD

The mirror. It had been rippling, like the broken surface of a lake; like one of those stupid scientific experiments on sound waves that they used to teach her back in Junior High; like... like magic.

She wasn't in that boutique with its strange, foreign name anymore, that much she knew for sure. She was standing in the middle of some... street. A street, filled with people, that is. Drunk people. Loud people. Shit, they're so loud, it's making it hard for her to think. Erika was seriously tempted to turn around and scream for them to shut up, but as it is quite unlike her to ever lose her composure that way, she didn't. Besides, it's better not to piss off people that she hardly knew. Enemies are, after all, bothersome things. Not only did she not know them, but what she could see of their faces looked foreign, too. They probably wouldn't understand her even if she told them to please, be quiet.

Speaking of which, where was she, anyway?

As she attempted a more detailed study of her surroundings, Erika was bumped - or, more like, crashed - into by a chubby man with a mask of a tiger. He looked ready to apologise, but she snarled at him. Ironic, for she bore a cat's mask, but he skittered away to leave her on the street filled with people. Now, back to figuring out where she was and how the hell she got here. Glances around wasn't helping at all, especially not with all the people blocking her view. Well, not that she would have gathered anything even if there weren't so many people shuffling up and down the street.

She knew going into that boutique had been a bad idea.
 
 
22 July 2009 @ 06:29 pm
Title: Foot-in-Mouth Syndrome [RESERVED]
Setting: Saturday, 1:40 p.m., local basketball court
Characters: Morimoto Ryutarou & Nakajima Yuuto
Rating: PG

Sometimes, he thought life hated him and was against him. He tried not to give what happened yesterday night a second thought, Yuuto really did, but thus far, he hadn’t been able to. That night was strange. No, strange couldn’t even cover it. Shaking off the thoughts, he turned back to the task at hand: playing against himself in basketball. Dribble, turn, feign left, and shoot right. The ball came in contact with the hoop and bounced back noisily.

He could only groan in response. Nothing was going right today; couldn’t focus when the piano teacher came over earlier this morning, and got scolded for that, and he was probably going to get yelled at for skipping cram school when he got home. Yuuto reached down to pick up the orange ball again.

Wiping sweat off his brow, Yuuto took a deep breath, closing and reopening his eyes. Dribbling against an invisible opponent, he leapt and released, watching the basketball fly from his fingertips and clang noisily with the hoop before missing, thudding back onto the ground. Letting out a frustrated groan, he fell onto the ground, lying there and staring at the sky. This was definitely not his day.
 
 
20 July 2009 @ 05:11 pm
Title: Making yourself comfortable? [RESERVED]
Setting: Thursday, 6:30 PM, Aiba’s apartment
Characters: Aiba Masaki and Morimoto Ryutarou
Rating: PG

It had been a long day. Aiba was tired of having to get in and out of different outfits, sometime he forgot how tiring it could get, being on the other side of the camera. Not that he still didn’t enjoy the bit of modeling for magazines and ads that he did get. In fact, he loved it almost as much as his photography which was why he kept on modeling on the side. But at the moment, he was glad the day was coming to an end and he was so close to being home in the comfort of his own place.

He hiked up the long set of stairs to his apartment, ignoring the elevator as it sometimes seemed to take more energy to push the button and wait for the lift. Eager to get inside and perhaps make something to eat before taking a shower to get rid of the generous amounts of hair spray and gel that the stylists used to keep his hair exactly how they wanted it. Even if the heat from the air was making it fall a bit. Then the last thing on his list of things to do; making himself a home in front of his television for the rest of the night. In his mind it was the perfect way to rest after a long day of working.

Aiba pushed his bag higher up onto his shoulder as he went for his key, unlocking the door and dropping his things carelessly to the floor. Toeing off his shoes before he shuffled down the hallway and to his living room…to find that he wasn’t the only occupant in his apartment at the time. It really should be no surprise.