Post by KANA ONOE on Jun 14, 2011 18:00:56 GMT -6
it's the one and only
KANA ONOE
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hey, you're my agent, right? just in case you already didn't know, my name is kana[/b]. that name is great and all, but it's okay if you wanna call me k.o instead. i know it may not look it, but i'm only seventeen! unbelievable, i know. yeah, well i turned that age on january twenty-fifth. i'm not gonna lie, talent came with some pretty damn good looks. i am sexually attracted to everything, making me pansexual.. my friends say i'm obsessed. a lot of people tell me that i look exactly like kiko mizuhara, but i just don't see it. the magazines say that i'm an model-actress, but i'm just an ordinary girl from chicago.[/color][/color][/center]
, the cameras never stop clicking[/i][/color][/color][/font]
current projects ,
, and i'll never stop thinking[/i][/color][/color][/font]
i love ,
, about how it would have been[/i][/color][/color][/font]
my parents ,
, if i wasn't famous[/i][/color][/color][/font]
my name is , myf / miffie / myfanwy
age , 16
contact , pm please. ask for the email, i have skype which you can ask for too
experience , almost four years now; facebook, simpler forum things, and chat, mostly. two have been more serious
where you found us , jackson high!
roleplaying example , must be more than four hundred words if possible, we recommend more than five hundred.
The room is gross. It really is, there are cans of Raid in every corner and the walls were hastily painted off-white. But the girl wanted to see a "real model's house!" and who couldn't resist that? Kana rested her slender frame against the grand piano that functioned as a table and let the girl explore the apartment. The Goblin- Tyler the Creator vinyl fell off the side. It wasn't as dingy as it normally was, but that was maybe just the almost-white light from outside, always pouring in because she couldn't get curtains that didn't look like something out of her grandmother's house. They were in the bathroom now, and Kana's about to pull out a pack of Djarum Blacks-- then she hears a shrill cry- oh, shit.
She rushes into the bathroom. Cockroaches again. "I-I'm sorry, miss." She mumbles under her breath, fuck, and then, "I'll take care of this. I'm so, so, sorry." Kana scurries out to get more Raid; the guests scurry out to get as far away from the building as possible. She can hear them in the hallway, the mom's on the phone complaining, the girl is asking when her callback with Ford is, but at the same time you can hear the sneer in her voice, 'oh this girl will never get anywhere'.
Wait.
Kana's going over there at the same time. Yes. She rushes, now, she'll get rid of the roaches and do herself up all pretty, and she's going in there and acing the shoot. She will giggle and smile and be bubbly. The people will say "I like her!" And she will ace this.
She uses clips to move her hair back; puts on some skinnies and a black tank. Her simple black pumps should be fine. Marching out of the building, she is confident. Kana catches a cab. Off to Superior Street, she says.
It's not a long way to go; she goes as fast as her shoes will let her, and finally she's there. The elevator feels like forever. It's cold inside, the air conditioner definitely works. And when she rushes toward the room she's supposed to be in, there's an energy, definitely. She bursts through the doors. Well, kinda.
"Oh, hi!" Kana wants to make an entrance, she's not looking at the girl, but she wants her to know that she's there.
One of the staffers writes something down. She gets in line.
Kana doesn't know why she's making such a big deal of this, but the adrenaline is a good feeling.
She rushes into the bathroom. Cockroaches again. "I-I'm sorry, miss." She mumbles under her breath, fuck, and then, "I'll take care of this. I'm so, so, sorry." Kana scurries out to get more Raid; the guests scurry out to get as far away from the building as possible. She can hear them in the hallway, the mom's on the phone complaining, the girl is asking when her callback with Ford is, but at the same time you can hear the sneer in her voice, 'oh this girl will never get anywhere'.
Wait.
Kana's going over there at the same time. Yes. She rushes, now, she'll get rid of the roaches and do herself up all pretty, and she's going in there and acing the shoot. She will giggle and smile and be bubbly. The people will say "I like her!" And she will ace this.
She uses clips to move her hair back; puts on some skinnies and a black tank. Her simple black pumps should be fine. Marching out of the building, she is confident. Kana catches a cab. Off to Superior Street, she says.
It's not a long way to go; she goes as fast as her shoes will let her, and finally she's there. The elevator feels like forever. It's cold inside, the air conditioner definitely works. And when she rushes toward the room she's supposed to be in, there's an energy, definitely. She bursts through the doors. Well, kinda.
"Oh, hi!" Kana wants to make an entrance, she's not looking at the girl, but she wants her to know that she's there.
One of the staffers writes something down. She gets in line.
Kana doesn't know why she's making such a big deal of this, but the adrenaline is a good feeling.
so this application was made by aly, aka hollywood ! of CAUTION2.0! please keep this credit on, if you don't i'll get you. muahahaha.
