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[eggsaladsandwitch]

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STAR ☆ PROJECT

「an all-male idol group rp」

「intro & rules」

welcome to STAR ☆ PROJECT, a roleplay about an all-male idol group! the story would revolve around a single group of boys working together to become a superstar idol group.

i would like for us to remain a small, dedicated group of role players who would be active in ooc and able to post at least once a week! post length is not really an issue, as long as you give your fellow group members enough to respond to. literacy is preferred, but i’m not a huge stickler!

some other additional details:

• anime faceclaims because we live and die like weebs.
• pls be respectful to your fellow roleplayers
• if you have to leave the roleplay for any reason or become uninterested, please let me know! i would like for this roleplay to be long term!
• romance between group members is fine! please make sure to be respectful of this, and if you are playing a romantic relationship make sure to include more than just that relationship in your roleplaying!
• more than anything, this is a roleplay about character relations so make sure to be active in ooc so that you can develop these with everyone!

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[eggsaladsandwitch]

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STAR ☆ PROJECT

「an all-male idol group rp」

「story」

our story begins with the boys meeting for the first time at the studio, where they will meet, get to know eachother, and work on promotional material for their group! our boys will also brainstorm a name!

they will soon be joined by their manager and company president (who i have yet to make profiles for but will do so soon!). feel free to start the rp!

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[kouzcy]

'Green Tea'

Eotashi was very excited to meet his members at the studio. Ever since he has been blessed to come into such a great group, he's been happier than usual. And it's not because all the money he'll be getting, because he's already had that, but it's because of the close friends he'll make along the way. He hopes his touchy nature wouldn't get in the way of becoming friends with the members. He hopes they're nice and inviting as well, because usually when Eotashi gets in groups of any sort, he always feels like he's out of place. It was also nice that he lived in Japan, so he wouldn't have to fly to go anywhere. The studio might be a drive, but walking would be a nice workout, especially in the morning.

That morning, he woke up to the sound of his alarm clock that was on his phone, and it was titled, 'STUDIO TIME, BABY!' He groaned quietly as he turned over on his bed, and he looked at his phone, seeing the title and he almost jolted out of his bed. He was so excited his heart could jump out of his chest in just pure excitement. His green hair was let down, and not in a ponytail as he would usually seen in. He turned the alarm off on his phone, and he kept it on the table as he ran across the room to the bathroom to get spruced up for the studio day. He hummed as he looked in the mirror, rubbing his face and then his forehead, groaning, "Hm.. I look disgusting.. Shower time then." He whispered to himself and then he stripped himself of the pajamas he was wearing that night and he turned on the water, waiting for it to get hot. t never really took that long, so he had decided to strip before.

When the water had gotten hot enough to his liking, he stepped in the shower, washing his hair and his body of course, humming to himself quietly as he did so. He needed to wash his hair so the pale, greenish-blue-ish color would shine that day, so his fellow members will see his unnatural hair. After a couple minutes of showering enough so his face was glittering, and he seemed clean, all the grime taken off of him, and his hair a beautiful color, he wrapped a towel around his waist after walking out of the shower and turning the water off. He looked in the mirror once more and then he smiled. "You look beautiful, Nikki." He said to himself and he could just squeeze his own slim cheeks if he wanted to.

After getting out of the bathroom, brushing his hair and brushing his teeth as well, he took out a pair of boxers and some clothes to wear for that day. He wore something that was presentable enough, he wore a nice dragon-sleeved sweater, and some jeans, hoping that his group would find this presentable enough. He let his hair stay down for that day, and he would put it up into a ponytail later on in the day. He hummed as he put on his clothes, and he looked around his room, sprucing that up before grabbing his backpack, and his phone, and leaving his apartment.

It didn't take him a while to find the studio, because he had the directions in his phone. He bumped into a couple people on the way, and he of course apologized for it, and soon he was at the doors for the studio. "Second floor, to the left.. Room 1-A." He whispered to himself and he took a deep breath before walking into the doors, his beautiful light hazel eyes darting around the place almost anxiously. There was a lady at the desk who ask him who he was and where he was going, and he told her the information, and he was on his way to the studio room. He let himself in, and he looked around. Everyone wasn't in view, so he just knocked the door after he was inside, and he asked, "Anybody home..?"

location : studio room 1-A
mentions : eggsaladsandwitch , erzulie , . D O V E , cherub. , Noivian
mood : excited!

Nikkari

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[. D O V E]

Kira

Location: Studio Room
Mood: Relaxed
Tags: kouzcy
Music:

For a punctual man such as Ueno Kira, coming late is never an option. He rose up together with the sun and didn't waste a second dallying. After all, today is an important day for the young man. It took him a precise hour to get ready. He already spent a good amount of time last night picking out the best outfit for today. Kira eyed his reflection on his room's body mirror before dusting some non-existent dirt on his black long-sleeve shirt and pants. He took a look at his reflection one last time then adjusted the thin glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.

"The car is ready, sir." a voice called out from the other side the door.

"Aaa," he shortly replied before leaving his room.

The studio wasn't that far from the Ueno mansion so it was no surprise that he found himself standing in front of it a few minutes later. He entered the establishment, asked for the room and was referred to the second floor's Room 1-A.

Kira took a breath before turning the door knob and entering, however, he was met with the sight of nothing but the objects you'd expect in a studio room. He sighed, it seemed like he was the first one to arrive. With nobody to talk to and nothing else to do, Kira looked around the studio and the sight of a piano piqued his interest. 'It looks clean', he noted. He approached the instrument, turned it on and pressed a few keys before deciding to just play an actual song.

Skilled fingers glided and danced around the piano as it produced a soft and small yet peaceful melody. Kira had always liked playing the piano ever since he was little. Slowly, the anxious thoughts at the back of his mind retreated, allowing him to close his eyes and enjoy the relaxing moment as his hands continued doing their magic.

"Anybody home..?"

The sudden sound of a knock and an unfamiliar voice snapped him out of his tranquil state which caused him to abruptly stop playing. He whipped his head to the direction of the voice only to see a man with long green-hair. The dark-haired didn't even notice someone entering because he was too engrossed playing the piano.

"Home? This is actually a studio." Kira stated while adjusting his glasses, appearing genuinely confused at the newly-arrived man's choice of words.

 

[eggsaladsandwitch]

Hoshino Setsuna

The Mysterious One

© southside

mood: anxious

location: the studio

tags: kouzcy & . D O V E

When his alarm clock had gone off, Setsuna was already awake.

He had been awake all night, actually.

His nerves had kept him up all night, worrying about what would happen today. When he had first gotten the call that he had been given the job, he expected a cruel prank was being played on him. Good things didn’t just happen that easily. At least, not for him.

Groaning sleepily, he got up off of his futon, scratching at his bird’s-nest of a hairstyle. He put a pot of water on the stove to boil, and then wandered over to his small dresser, staring into the drawers and taking entirely too long to decide what to wear. Did he need to dress well? For dancing? Would they even be practicing today? What if the others thought his clothes were too shabby? While he was panicking about all of this, his water started to boil, overflowing and making a loud hissing noise and effectively pulling him out of his clothes-induced anxiety spiral.

Now mug-in-hand, he went back over, frowning at his drawers for a few moments more before pulling out a black tank top and joggers, changing into them and throwing a dark blue sweater over top of the whole ensemble. He would look rather plain, he supposed, but not too sloppy. Maybe he would just blend into the background. Because that’s what he wanted, right?

Setsuna sighed, tying his hair up in a small ponytail to keep it from falling into his face too much. With a glance at his phone, he realized he probably needed to leave right about now. Pouring himself some tea for the road, he was out the door, making his way to the studio with his stomach a bundle of nerves. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of the building, staring up at it in disbelief, wondering if he really belonged here. After hesitating the perfect amount of time, Setsuna stepped inside, navigating himself to the room he was supposed to go to.

He entered the room, where two people were already engaged in conversation. “Ah—“ he said, feeling a bit uncomfortable about walking into the middle of a conversation, and his gaze shifted to the ground. “H-hello,” he mumbled quietly, biting his lip.

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MORNING

 

[kouzcy]

'Green Tea'

Before Nikki had actually entered the room, or let himself in, he had heard some nice piano playing. He was a fan of the instrument, yet he couldn't play himself. He always had wanted to, but his fingers were so uncoordinated with each other, and every single time he would try to play a song, he would mess up about ten seconds in, so he gave up. He then heard the dark-haired man speak up and he raised an eyebrow. "Ah, no.. I didn't really mean home. I just say that all the time. Yes, I know this is a studio." He said, nodding and laughing a little bit as he rubbed behind his neck, making a mental note not to make small jokes like that. Seems like he would have some.. serious people in his group. "So, what's your name? My name is Nikkari Eotashi, but you can call me Nikki." He said, holding his hand out, a bright smile plastered on his face.

He then turned around to see another male walk in. Everyone seemed to be coming in, and he was excited to see the group all together! He put his hand down, deciding not to shake his hand as the Setsuna caught his attention rather quickly when he walked in. "Ah, hello!" He said as he waved a little bit, and he wondered where all the other group members were at. Hm. He hoped they would get here soon, so they could all get to know each other better. He didn't move from his spot, but he wanted to ask what this new boys name was, but he had waited on Kira's answer, not wanting to postpone their conversation to start a brand new one. But, he didn't want to leave the other out! Ah, meeting new people was harder than he thought, huh?

location : studio room 1-A
mentions : eggsaladsandwitch , . D O V E
mood : excited!
reminders : cherub. , Noivian , and erzulie

Nikkari

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interaction: Nikki, Setsuna, Kira




tags: kouzcy , . D O V E , eggsaladsandwitch

Watanabe Hinata

When words fail . . .

Hinata was giddy with excitement. Today they’d be meeting the members of his musical group. The young man had took the time to get dressed in one of his over-sized sweaters and some ripped jeans. After a quick breakfast alone he was on his way. Hinata has grown used to waking up and arriving at a empty house. His father was a busy man so there wasn’t much time that could be wasted on his son. Hinata was greeted by his servants instead, they were like family to him. After the accident they’d practically raised him. He would be driven to the studio by his chauffeur as he wasn’t old enough to drive yet. Before long Hinata has reached his destination. The young idol looked at the building in awe as he settled out of the car. Hinata couldn’t believe that his dreams were starting to come true. Surely his passion for music would thrive and be nurtured here.

After waving goodbye Hinata headed off. When he approached the front desk he asked for the room number and went on his way. Hinata walked slowly while taking in his surroundings. As he got closer to the room he could hear people talking. After taking a deep breath he knocked on the door and walked inside. Already there were three people inside. He smiled at them politely. “Hi, I’m Watanabe Hinata. It’s nice to meet you all.” His tone was cheerful. “You all can call me Sunny.”

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[eggsaladsandwitch]

Hoshino Setsuna

The Mysterious One

© southside

mood: anxious

location: the studio

tags: kouzcy erzulie & . D O V E

reminders: Noivian & cherub.

Setsuna couldn't help his reaction; he found himself flinching the smallest amount when the green-haired male turned toward him, greeting him with enthusiasm. Had it really been that long since he had interacted with his peers in a social setting. Maybe this was already becoming a mistake...

No, no, don't think like that.

He was pulled from his own thoughts as another boy entered, this one looking much younger than anyone else in the room, and very small. Comparatively speaking, that is. This one was also rather cheerful, and Setsuna felt himself growing uncomfortable with the fact that this meant it was his turn to happily greet everyone as well. And now there were four of them. Did he shake anyone's hands? Whose hand was he supposed to shake first? Or was that too formal?

Opting to keep his hands in his pockets, Setsuna spoke up, introducing himself. “I-I'm Hoshino Setsuna. I look forward to working with you all“ he said with an attempt at a smile that may have seemed more like a grimace. He met eyes with each of the other boys before his gaze shifted to the ground, and he began to shift his balance from foot to foot anxiously.

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MORNING

 

[. D O V E]

Kira

Location: Studio Room
Mood: Relaxed
Tags: kouzcy eggsaladsandwitch erzulie
Music:

Odd.

Kira looked at the green-haired from head to toe before fixing his seemingly cold eyes to his extended hand. He stared at it for an uncomfortable amount of time while internally having a crisis whether to shake it or not albeit he kept a stern face.

However, his worries were cut short when a new person entered the room and introduced himself which caused Nikkari to put his hand down. Kira looked at him from up and down just as he did with the latter. Compared to Nikkari, the new one seemed to be a more bashful one seeing the way he stared at the ground after greeting them.

Yet again he wasn't able to introduce himself when another one popped up. He introduced himself as Sunny and Kira could immediately see why he has that nickname.

"Aaa, I am Ueno Kira." came his short reply to all of them before shifting his attention back to the instrument. If memory serves him right, there should be more of them. "You guys should quit blocking the doorway and take a seat or something." he commented, trying his best to make them feel comfortable but it came off as somewhat reprimanding.

 

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Takumi was quick to wake up as his alarm clock began to ring, the sound familiar to his ears as well as the daily routine afterwards. He was a bit nervous, working with others was a struggle for him as he was good at following his own pace. He took his time getting to the meeting place, letting his mind wander with various thoughts which revolved around the Idol Group. His eyes stayed half lidded when he saw the building in site. He made his way inside and looked at the small map on the wall of the building, seeing where the meeting place was on it before continuing on his way as he wasn’t feeling up to talking with a desk lady.

Entering the room he glanced around at everyone that was there, “Hello I am Kazuhiro Takumi, but you can call me whatever you prefer.” He announced, his voice was monotone more or less, Takumi decided to add on a small smile to seem more polite before moving to sit on a nearby chair that was up against the wall of the room and let himself relax into the seat.
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