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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Suigetsu : D : D : D : D : D

smile_with_soul
2009-07-16 04:45 am UTC (link)

Sample Post:

First Person

Nina was giving me lip again today, saying that I let her customers walk all over her and that whenever she pushes the panic button, I’m too slow to respond. Like hell. The bitch is dumber than she thinks I am if she believes I’m getting out of my nice comfy chair fifty times in an hour to check up on her ugly self.

Especially when I know for a fact that she doesn’t have any clients in there with her. If she wants me so bad, she should just say so instead of dancing around the subject like some shy virgin. It’s probably against company policy to fuck the merchandise anyway, which is fine with me in this case. Nina isn’t much to look at, especially since she got fake boobs. They’re the worst things girls do to themselves, even more so than wearing those ugly shirts and dresses that make them look pregnant. Or tanning via spray can. Who thought making your skin look like it is orange was sexy? Seriously? You live in Nevada, for fuck’s sake. You go outside and wait for the bus and you’re tan.

Unless you’re part albino. Then you just burn.

… Though I wonder if they have spray on blue or something. I swear one of the guys I know at work would look just like Jaws or something. It’d be great. I’d definitely let him loose in the pool in Feel Good and play Jaws music. Hell, I’d do it myself. I hear they let you swim in it naked.

Third Person

Suigetsu makes himself comfortable on the little shit sack he’s sitting on, crackling taser pointed straight at the guy’s wide eyes. He doesn’t need one to take down this scum bag, nope, but it makes for a good effect and the bastard deserves to be shitting his pants after punching Stephanie in the mouth and running off. Stephanie’s decent as far as chicks go. She laughs at most of his jokes, keeps her head down, and makes time for her kid. No one fucks over Stephanie and doesn’t pay, both monetary wise and metaphorically speaking.

“P-Please,” the guy starts in what Suigetsu is sure will be a rousing plea for mercy, panting a bit, wheezing because despite Suigetsu’s lean form, he does weigh a pretty pound and he’s making no effort to keep his bony rear from digging into this guy’s diaphragm. His black boots pinned the guys wrists on either side, and he made sure to stomp extra hard when he’d tackled him down to the ground. The guy is pretty much a spineless little dick, probably in his mid thirties, balding, probably divorced. On his way to drinking himself to a beer gut, works in a shitty cubicle, and the only living thing that would miss his existence for more than a nanosecond would be the goldfish he keeps cause he’s too much of a failure to know how to care for a cat or dog.

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Suigetsu ~ Fin : D

smile_with_soul
2009-07-16 04:47 am UTC (link)

“Listen, I don’t care why you ran out without paying. In fact, I should be thanking you. I was bored out of my mind, and a good two block chase in eighty degree weather plus humidity is exactly how I get my kicks.” Suigetsu interrupts, sarcasm heavy in his voice. These uniforms are pretty tight and do not air well. Not to mention Suigetsu dehydrates pretty easily. In his rush to chase after this asshole, he forgot his waterbottle, which only serves to make him that much more pissed. Hence the crackling taser. Abuse of power? What abuse? “In fact, I’m so grateful I’ll tell you a joke. You like jokes right?” The man is eyeing the taser that is a few centimeters from his right eyeball, sweating bullets. Suigetsu continues on as if the guy answered. “What do you call not paying a prostitute after you’ve had sex with one?” He pauses, grinning down at the man’s stricken expression. He lets a few tense moments pass by, wondering for the fifth time this week if he should get a haircut. It’s getting hot and this shoulder length shit is getting ridiculous. He refocuses at the task at hand once the guy lets out a sad little whimper, telling the answer with smug, scary, relish.

“The punch line is shoplifting, but we’re classy gentlemen aren’t we? We both know what it really is, right?” Suigetsu leans forward, a bit of maniacal glee in his eyes. Man’s got nothing to say, and Suigetsu likes that. Some of these guys won’t shut up, try to give him reasons why they can’t pay. One guy told him once his mom had cancer, and Suigetsu had laughed for a million years at that one. He’s got to give this one some credit. He’s smart enough not to argue.

“Where I come from, that’s called being a cheapskate dirtbag who deserves to have his ass kicked, especially if he hits a woman. I know chicks can get annoying, but wow. You must feel proud of tapping her then turning around and hitting her.” Suigetsu drawls, sitting back squarely on the guy’s chest as he struggles to breathe. It’ll be easier for him to drag this sorry son of a bitch back to the company if he’s passed out anyway. Less struggling. And lawsuits? Tch, Suigetsu would like to see someone bust the balls of the company lawyer. If they even got that far. He wanted to see what kind of sympathy this sleaze ball would get for hitting a nice lady like Stephanie. Not very far, if she was at good at looking the victim as she was at giving head. But he digresses.

“The way I see it, there’s two ways we can do this. Either I taze you, take down all your information for the police to deal with, and believe you me, some of them have a soft spot for the chick you just smacked and will have no problems shoving you into prison so you can have all the sex you want whenever you drop the soap, or,” Suigetsu stops, to let the beautiful imagery of the first scenario seep into this guy’s thick skull, “you come back with me without struggle, pay your tab along with a really nice tip, apologize, and don’t show up ever again unless you remember how to pay.” Just in case this guy is a bit of a moron, Suigetsu fires up his taser, smirking in a way that he’s told looks like he’s a demon from hell. He likes to think it’s his customer service face.

“What’s it gonna be?” He asks sweet as sugar, and though the guy holds up two fingers frantically on each hand, Suigetsu is temped to tase him anyway. One little shock won’t hurt right? The brain sends jolts of electricity through your body all the time. It was how information got every where. So he smiles, gets off of the guy and lets him have a few gasps of breath before he helps him up. And then dialing down the bite of his taser absentmindedly, he pats the guy on the back to help get all the dust off of his shirt. Then his hand accidentally slips for some reason and the taser is pressed against the guy’s neck and he’s right back on the ground, flopping like a fish.

Oops.

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	ACCEPTED!! feelgoodmods 2009-07-18 09:27 am UTC (link)
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