feelgoodmods (feelgoodmods) wrote,
@ 2009-06-03 14:25:00

applications;
After reading the rules and FAQ, and placing a reservation, you're finally ready to apply!

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Player
Name:
Are you 17+?:
Personal Journal: (LJ is fine.)

Contact Information:
AIM: (mandatory)
Email:
Timezone:
Availability:
Other:

Past RP Experience: (if you don't have any that's fine, but providing links or names of characters/places you have RPed before would help the mods evaluate your skills.)

Character
Name:
Age:
Sexuality: (what gender they prefer in their personal lives and what gender(s) they find acceptable to be paired with in movies.)
Role in company:
PB:

Background History: (min. 300 words.)
Personality, Likes & Dislikes: (min. 200 words.)

Sample Post:

First Person (min. 200 words.)

Third Person (min. 200 words.)

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If you're having trouble thinking of anything, you may use one of the prompts below. Using these is entirely up to you!

Prompts
- Gambling
- Success
- Dare
- Cellphones

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Re: Sai App Part IV

penileart
2009-06-11 09:02 pm UTC (link)

During one of his night, while approximately hanging upside down on a pole, Sai was spotted out by an agent for some company, Feel Good Inc. to visit Angel’s Hell if he was interested in what they had to offer. And from the monetary amount he could make from starring in porn films, Sai became very interested. At least there was no internet or cable back home for anyone to accidentally find him on. Sai promptly was hired (possibly because of the natural abs or the pouty lips?), and the rest became history.

Personality, Likes & Dislikes:
Being sheltered as long as he was, Sai is fairly simplistic when it comes to his core, with a complex outer shell. He was raised with the idea honesty is the best policy etched into his head, and so, comes off as blunt. As in, if you’re fat, Sai will tell you that you are fat, to your face, with a smile. You might cry. You might swing back. Sai’s used to either reaction, although he really doesn’t enjoy being hit. What may be common, everyday sense/courtesy to most people might be problematic for Sai to grasp.

He speaks with a southern accent that is beginning to slowly diminish with his usage of voice recordings he’s been watching off of the internet that has been teaching him to say “creek” instead “crick,” so on and so forth. In school, he’s studying both Japanese and Chinese, since he feels that studying those languages will help him be more in tune with ethnicity. When it comes to conversation, Sai will engage in small talk. His version of small talk most likely will differ from the other person’s, however. Sai would be the one to start discussing, in vivid detail, the time he helped give birth to a baby foal, covered in blood and other sticky, disgusting female horse secretions. Or the time he caught two pigs engaged in intercourse. It appears that he only has two facial expressions; his defaults blank gaze or his (questionably) happy-smiling face. It’s not that Sai doesn’t feel other emotions, it’s more of the fact that he’s become adept at masquerading them because if there’s one thing he learned while growing up, it was that whenever emotions came into practical matters, said matters often spiraled off into a messy roller coaster that Sai would rather not have to deal with if he can avoid to.

He is gullible to an extent, due once again, to his sheltered upbringing, and he has no trouble sharing most things about himself with others, but you’ll always leave Sai feelings as if you were speaking to a cardboard caricature instead of a regular person. It’ll take a bit of prodding in order to understand Sai, and that’s even if Sai is willing himself to be understood.

Likes: Asking questions, art, the scent of fresh ink (turn on, most def), the male penis, this contraption you call “fast food,” reading, sleeping, orange juice, denim overalls ~~don’t judge~~, friendly people, Texas, glasses, daytime talk shows, having money, and nature/natural products.

Dislikes: Being asked questions, asparagus, coffee, technology (touch screen cells phones wtf srsly), being perplexed, dried cum in his hair, his accent, and being socially retarded. He tries hard. He does.

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Re: Sai App Part V

penileart
2009-06-11 09:03 pm UTC (link)

Sample Post:

First Person

“…Daijoubu desuka?”

I am finding it hard to concentrate in my Japanese class lecture today. Last night’s filming ran until late, only because the female actress I was paired with was a virgin and I was unsure of how to comfort her so that she didn’t cry as much when I penetrated her. I tried petting her hair and saying kind words such as, “Your vagina will expand” and “The bleeding only lasts for a short while” but nothing I told her seemed to make her quiet. She was near hysterical. Finally, the director had to stop filming and pull the girl aside himself to speak with her. It was unfortunate for me, to say the least, because the particular film we were working had a story line centric around aliens. I had silvery body paint all over me. It smelled like cheap, burned plastic on me, and itched but the makeup artist to placed it on me warned me that she would cut off my balls if I made any unnecessary movements with it on. She, being somewhat butch for a makeup artist, I believe could have done just that, so I was restricted to sitting on the metal table, underneath the heated lights, waiting until the girl came back to me looking more miserable than frightened. Was that face really much of an improvement?

“Sai-san!”

…It appears that the question earlier was, in fact, directed toward me and not part of the lecture for the day. Sensei appears upset.

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Re: Sai App Part V [Fin]

penileart
2009-06-11 09:08 pm UTC (link)

Third Person

“Excuse me ma’m—ah—miss ?”

Sai held up a bucket of I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter to who he presumed to be a worker of the grocery store he was in, seeing as how she wore the tell-tale red uniform shirt. “…Is this really not made out of butter?”

He was in the process of purchasing the items needed to make a harvest cake, since his roommate had requested that he do so. His roommate had been obsessed with tasting an authentic one ever since Sai told him how he and the others back home used to eat it in abundance in November for the Thanksgiving celebration. He found it mildly off-putting the way his roommate treated him as if he an exotic being from a foreign country. He was attempting to fit in with the norm, not further distance himself away from it. Regardless, Sai found himself running into trouble as soon as he had reached the dairy aisle. There was nothing but products with claiming that the butter shown was in fact, not real butter. And Sai wanted to get down to the meaning of this. The store employer regarded him with a skeptical look. “Why don’t you read the label in the back and see what’s in it?”

“I did. It seems that a majority of this is made out of vegetable oil, but I’m in need of butter that’s actually made from churned cow’s milk. I think all the steroids they put in food products is what’s leading to cancer. I ain’t—can’t— give my roommate cancer by using fake butter in my cooking.” Upon closer inspection of moles on the woman’s neck, Sai added, “See? You’re being infected already ma’m. I heard moles were the first sign of cancerous tumors. You might wanna—want to get those checked out by a doctor.”

“You know,” the woman started, folding her arms across her chest, “if you weren’t a customer, and if I didn’t need this job, you’d be dead by now. You hear me? Dead.”

Sai furrowed his eyebrows, “But I was only giving you health advice. Why are you threatening me? I just want real butter. Do you not sell it here?”

“No. We don’t sell it here,” the woman replied through clenched teeth. Sai smiled. “I see. Then, can you or something else less displeasing point me to where the nearest farm is? I can go churn real butter myself. You oughta—ought to warn your customers better about the fake products your supermarket sells.”

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	ACCEPTED!! feelgoodmods 2009-06-12 02:43 am UTC (link)
	Welcome to Feel Good, INC.! You'll find everything you need to get settled in right here. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: ACCEPTED!! chinpo 2009-06-12 02:53 am UTC (link)
	Dis be mah journal, btw ♥ (Reply to this)(Parent)

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