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Post by candy on Jan 21, 2013 21:56:00 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF
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She pulled her bag up higher onto her shoulder, walking lightly over to grab her a cup of coffee. She needed alcohol to properly deal with Riley. She can swear that man is the fucking devil. They don't get along at all, which Natalie swears is either out of jealousy, or a crush. Whichever one it was, she didn't want to deal with it. Why couldn't he just say his lines and be good with that? No he had to act like a damn diva.
Yes, Natalie is the last to talk. Or should be the last. But, since she has the gift of a vagina, it's okay that's she's a bitch. Or so she thinks.
Grabbing a packet of sugar, she ripped it open and poured it into her cup of black liquid. She then looked around for "Chicken boy" while she brought the cup to her glossed lips. She only called Riley Chicken boy because of his strict chicken diet. It made her exceptionally happy to see him eat nothing but chicken, while she ate every doughnut on set. Why didn't she get fat?? Because of something called a treadmill. (and liposuction) This chicken diet was killing Riley and all she could do was smile in his face.
Natalie wouldn't linger around this long usually. She'd be somewhere in her dressing room, getting her hair and makeup done, running over her lines or some shit like that. But, she wanted to rub her tabloid success in Riley's face, so also push his buttons about his girlfriend. It made her laugh every time she called Riley's girlfriend a man. Not that she liked him or anything, she just cared for pushing his buttons. It made her day. | [atrb=width,140]
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Post by rileyblackthorn on Jan 21, 2013 23:06:41 GMT -8
 riley did not want to get out of bed. the alarm blared in his face, flashing a bright red 7:02 at the back of his head. the boy groaned and threw a spare pillow over himself, covering his ears and not even bothering to press snooze. work awaited him if he got up. stupid, stupid work. riley didn't mind acting. in fact, he liked it a lot. the ability to be someone else for ten hours thrilled hum and gave him the relaxation he so desired. it was interacting with the idiots riley hated. many of the cast members had never done a film before, and he could tell the director was new because of the "talent" (or lack thereof) he selected. riley had been thrown into the movie for promotional purposes, but also because he was putting on muscle for another role he was rumored to audition for. that meant the tweenie fan girls would go ballistically insane for the short, macho-looking basketball player of a character.
the chicken diet was killing him. all he ate was chicken. riley became so horribly sick of chicken that in his desperation for a new texture he had made himself a chicken smoothie. xander thought that was gross, but riley couldn't say anything about it. what else was he supposed to do? along with that, he had to work out three hours twice day (skipping wednesdays, fridays, and sundays). riley never wanted to see a treadmill again after this was all over. finally, after the clock shone 7:10, riley rolled out of bed and slammed his fist on the snooze button, yawning and stretching his arms over his head. 8 minutes late as it was, riley no longer cared about rehearsal times. benji wanted him to be there for some amount of the filming, but then riley had the day to himself so long as he got his work done.
he threw on some sweat pants, a wife-beater, and a pair of vans sneakers before grabbing his phone and bag. riley headed out the door, closing it with a soft click and locked it. a few girls thought they'd be funny and broke into his house a few weeks back, and now riley was paranoid about someone taking that which belonged to him.
it was a short drive from his home to the studio in central LA, and then an even shorter walk to set number 85, where the current scene for musical high school was being shot. riley's unbrushed hair stuck out in odd angles and he'd forgotten to shave, which made him very unpresentable and not good for filming. but he had time to clean himself up in his trailer. being the only one on set with a nice trailer (everyone had some sort of trailer to some extent), riley liked to spend as much time as possible inside of it. he changed into the appropriate costume of basketball shorts and a shirt, not excited for this scene whatsoever.
as riley left the trailer, one of the cast members beckoned him into the studio. riley just grumbled and pulled his arm away, not wanting to be touched by what hollywood called "unknowns," the actors and actresses who nobody had seen or heard of before. he sighed and joined the rest of the cast as the director, mr. phoenix (or benji as he called him) began to shout out the order of the day.
"ok, so this scene is when maria and toby have their moment on the balcony, and toby is talking about how he's tired of living in the shoes of his dad." he gave riley a raised eyebrow and mouthed 'don't fuck this up.' riley resisted the urge to roll his eyes and glared at natalie, his arms crossing his broad chest.
"i won't mess up if bluewaffleface doesn't mess up. don't step on my toe or i swear to god i will drop you off the fucking balcony ON CAMERA," shouted riley, his patience thinning after he had found out about nat's sensational achievement on twitter and tumblr. not fair!
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Post by candy on Jan 22, 2013 17:55:19 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2] & YOU'RE NOT EVEN HUMAN ` YOU'RE JUST A LOVELY IDEA OF ONE WHO I ACCIDENTALLY LOVED AND GAVE EVERYTHING TO BECOME THE GIRL ON THE PIANO BENCH SINGING ALL OF
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Natalie couldn't help but be internally happy when Riley walked in. He looked depressed, he was late, and he looked like a hobo. Nat couldn't have been happier. She could tell today was the perfect day to push his buttons. She'd give him a second, more like days, to get his makeup and everything done. She didn't want to start with him as soon as he walked in, because he would suspect that. She'd wait a little while.
Natalie began the short walk to her trailer, sipping her coffee as she walked. Finally inside, she got her hair curled, makeup done, and she had to change into her costume. She couldn't be more of an opposite to her character. Her character was shy, and quiet and crushed on Riley. [iRILEY. |
[/i]. Natalie was not shy, definitely not quiet, and hell would freeze over before Riley was ever an option. She has to wear flats whenever she's in character. Who could stand to walk around in anything besides a platform shoe? She just shrugged off this bargain bin wardrobe, sipped the last of her coffee, popped two mints into her mouth and walked over to set. Natalie let out a soft sigh once the director began talking. She liked him, he was a nice guy. It would do him well if he used this movie to go onto bigger things. One thing she didn't like, is that he kept insisting she "get along" with Riley. He's a dick. Who really wants to get along with a dick? She was not happy when she realized they would have to touch. Like, ugh, she hoped he at least took a shower this morning. The way he looked when he walked in at first, made the impression that he hadn't. Natalie snickered. Riley was such a fucking baby. What twenty-something year old man sits and folds his arm. His facial expression looked like a mix between chronic diarrhea or someone put him in time out. She shook her head and walked towards him. "Okay Riley." She said nearing closer to him. "I'm a little disappointing though. I though I was going to be able to meet your boyfriend. She said smiling and taking her stance next to him. This movie was complete bullshit. Who gave a fuck about basketball player that has a bad relationshi.... blah blah blah. She was getting bored just thinking about the plot. "Riley don't drop me or I'll turn you into a female." she said motioning to the two things inside of his shorts. Natalie stood, waiting for the direction from the director. [/div][/td] [td][atrb=width,140]
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