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admin star has put so much effort in to make this group. she literally spent so many hours trying to get everything right and i have been here supporting her and trying to help as much as i could. she spent a very stressful 48 hours writing a fun event for everyone to enjoy, because yALL were pretending to actually be invested and to participate.

i’m sorry sweeties, if it kind of feels like i’m being a bitch, bUT LISTEN, when admin star and i are the only ones who have been consistent on the dash, ya’ll gotta realize that you are severely lacking. 1 or 2 replies every other day, replies and starters with such little effort put into them, do NOT cut it as activity, to help an rp grow and stay open and for all of the efforts the admin make to not be wasted.

on the 28th, star and i went through the entire dash from the VERY beginning to see what the activity was like. on that day, at that time, there were 112 ic posts, these being threads and starters. of the 112, star and myself ALONE were the majority, we were 81 of those. that means that of every other member totaled, was only 31. that is NOT activity. and it’s sad to see that since the 28th nothing has changed. i’ve noticeably cut back on my dash activity, which has kept star from also being active, because of all the threads and starters she has tried to start with y’all, she’s gotten NOTHING in return.

so yeah, call me a bitch. i’m done. daent was supposed to be so much fun but y’all ruined it by not only being inactive, but by upsetting star because she thinks she hasn’t done enough to keep you people interested.

so tea time. i’m admin, noah, jingyi, yeonghwan, and rouge. i’m also bora and 4k. but you know, they haven’t been active because y’all suck with activity and have literally killed my muse for all 6 characters and the rp. byee.

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so tea time. i’m admin, noah, jingyi, yeonghwan, and rouge. i’m also bora and 4k. but you know, they haven’t been active because y’all suck with activity and have literally killed my muse for all 6 characters and the rp. byee.

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dexminhee:

His concession is enough to make her grin, a devilish curl of her lips hand falling from its place against his cheek to slip up under his shirt, nimble fingers tracing the defined ridges of well honed muscles. Her head tilted slightly slowly pulling her lip free to catch him in a passionate kiss, hand resting against his chest. “What a good little lover,” she breathes brushing her nose against his affectionately.

a violent shiver shoots up his spine  ,  never really used to being touched with nails brushing against his flesh  ,  but he doesn’t complain  ...  he never complains when minhee is the one canvasing his pale skin.  “  noona  ---  ”  he breathes  ,  now caressing her face as he melts into each guided kiss  ,  her skin so soft as it rubs against his face  ,  his eyes pressed shut no matter what she says to him.  “  you don’t want to just stay here  ,  do you  ?  we'd be in trouble if bora came home.  ”

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dexnari:

“i want to write…?” the singer paused, looking down at her hands as clumsy fingers gripped the pencil, the other pulled the notepad closer and she exhaled a shaking breath. what she wanted to write? her hand lazily scrawled the characters of the only name that had ever mattered to her across a single line, as soon as it was there she quickly scratched it out, clearing her throat. “ah, well maybe…” there were no bubbly pop songs in her mind. nothing orakle approved. she hardly feels up to this. ripping the page out she crushes it into a ball in her fist, sighs. “something real. that’s…just something real.”

she doesn’t give him much to work with  ,  and her scribbling into the book almost immediately isn’t a good sign for productivity  ,  but he offers a laugh anyway  ,  and flips a pen between his fingers to begin jotting down ideas of his own. noah wasn’t much of a teacher and kim nari clearly wasn’t much of a lyricist  ---  but they had to walk out of the little office with at least an idea assimilated.  “  it’s hard  ,  i know.  ”  he breathed  ,  the girls act of tearing and scrunching the first page of the notepad he’d given her  ,  enough to serve as inspiration to him and his odd way of thinking  ,  so perhaps he could suggest something after all.  “  real  ...  alright  ,  what if you focus on writing down your frustrations  ?  if you can come up with a euphemism about being annoyed and idea-less  ,  we can work with that.  ”

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dexminhee

She brushes another kiss against his lip her thumb stroking across his cheekbone in a soothing manner. “Well of course I don’t have to,” her tone is gentle, only ever gentle in the confines of this portion of their relationship. Vulnerability is not her strong suit, it hasn’t been for years. It had burned out of her in a flash of hot rage and never recovered. “I want to.”

noah is awkward as he sits in front of her  ,  never really good at dealing with intimacy on this level  ---  but he bares it for minhee  ,  even returns it through every kiss they’d share. he was always so submissive when it came to her  ,  giving her the power over him  ,  to control just how much of his soul he could share with her and just how much she would show him in return.  “  alright.  ”  he whispered softly  ,  pulling her lower lip between his  ,  his fingers gently running through her hair. 

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dexnari:

“oh-” the idol nodded her head slowly. how could she be formal though? sitting across the table from an actual legend. it wasn’t easy to have his level of fame and come from a company like he had. nari had never been a fan of rap music until yeonghwan had come around, never paid it much mind. she wanted her life to be a kpop mv, pretty colors and glittering sets, eye makeup always flawless, happy endings. she was asking for a lot. the reality of kpop was incredibly different than she had imagined. but his music was always so captivating to her, brutally honest and always so raw somehow. rap was unique in that way. pop was often the facade to distract from the realities of life, but hip-hop tackled it head on. sitting across from him now she looked at him through the eyes of a fan, tried not to think of the glimpses of his soul she’d already seen, feeling as if she was cheating somehow.

“well..seungyoon-oppa…” it was no use, she still felt so awkward the ground would be doing a favor if it cracked open and swallowed her whole. “junnie-nim said we’re writing a song? but he didn’t really say…about what. ah! but i’ll do my best! i can’t really compete with you it will probably be pretty lacking. sorry…”

the senior in both age and experience  ,  noah had to force himself to take charge of their situation  ,  to try to make it all as painless as possible for the two of them. it wasn’t surprising to hear she would be burdensome  ,  that was often the case with the younger idols he’d be asked to work alongside  ,  and while he wasn’t at all jaded to be entrusted with such a task  ,  he often wished to have a chance to work entirely on his own  ---  but when ryu jun asked you to do something  ,  you couldn’t spit in his face and say no. pulling his chair forward  ,  noah slid a notebook and a pencil across the table to the girl  ,  avoiding her gaze as she accepted the tools he’d offered.  “  mmm  ...  well  ,  i wasn’t given any guidelines to go off of either. i suppose it all depends on what kind of song you’d like to write  ?  ”

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dexminhee:

“Don’t be upset,” she coos softly hand slipping from under his, slipping from beside him to kneel at his feet, leaning herself between his thighs as she presses a kiss to the top of his head. There would be time for it later, though if they ever would was doubtful. She never did follow up. “You can’t be mad at me,” she pouts, hands moving to cup his cheeks, tilting his chin up so their eyes met, a smile playing on her lips. “Noona will help with your stress,” she whispers lips brushing against his.

though pouting  ,  noah gives a response with the slow nod of his head  ,  pale cheeks running pink as she forces him to meet her gaze  ,  a small smile tracing in the corner of his lips as she shifts  ,  his face malleable in her hold.  “  i’m not mad at you  ,  noona  ...  ”  he whispers  ,  his nose gently brushing against hers as their lips meet  ,  his voice almost silent as he exhales.  “  you don’t have to.  ”

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it was stupid to be nervous  ,  especially about the company he knew to be joining him in the small closed off room  ---  a writers nook in the middle of a dozen noisy studio  ,  a practice room across the hall  ,  filled with some rookies who didn’t yet know how lucky they were to always be property of daebyeol. but his pen was always busy  ,  scribbling notes in between the pages of a stuffed journal  ,  lyrics to take to the ceo in hopes to get a comeback set in stone for himself  ---  and down the side  ,  the words he’d gladly donate to others  ,  to the boy groups and girl groups and soloists who always seemed to enjoy the spotlight more than him. kim nari was one of such people  ,  and perhaps that was why he had specifically been asked to meet her in the room  ,  to assist with the process of songwriting. to teach her the craft.

watching as she took her seat across from him  ,  his gaze tracking her to her designated place  ,  noah shifted forward in his seat  ,  a smile offered to combat both of their obvious nerves.  “  please just call me seungyoon  ...  and feel free to speak casually.  ”

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awkward. nari shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her hands were clasped behind her back.she had seen noah before, in a company like theirs it was hard not to at least know everyone by face, but she had never met him. and as it turned out, much like her own stag image, she was finding the real thing to be drastically different from what she was expecting. too nervous to even smile she simply allowed herself to be guided to a chair and sat down across from him, a clean pad of paper and a pen awaiting her. so was no lyricist but this was a stipulation he’d had, or so she had heard, when this project was suggested. she had to at least try. her hands were shaking. “ah  —” wet her lips, hands fiddling in her lap, fingers always on the move. “sunbae, its really nice to meet you, finally,” she did her best to give him that winning smile she was known for, but was positive her own nerves had ruined it somehow. “i look forward to working with you!” 

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byronde:

    A  GIGGLE  ———-  JUST  SHY  of  girlish,  almost  childish  ———-  byron’s  fingers  curl  around  his  bottle.  a  compliment  ?  he  is  accustomed  to  those.  LOOSENED  TONGUES  and  MUDDLED  MINDS,  however,  let  loose  inhibitions  he  might’ve  otherwise  kept  CLOSE  TO  HEART.  no  one  needs  to  know  that  BYRON MOON  of  all  people  is  capable  of  making  such  a  noise.  it  certainly  does  him  no  FAVORS,  anyway,  having  lost  any  reputation  of  soft  BOYISHNESS  that  he  ever  had.  no,  he  was  meant  to  OOZE  sex  appeal,  and  this  wouldn’t  do.

                               but  he  was  not  so  FAR  GONE  that  he  would  ever  admit  to  any  account  of  WEAKNESS.  in  an  almost  one  eighty  in  comparison  to  his  previous  vocalization,  the  younger  scoffs.  ❝YOU  INSULT  ME  ! ❞  and  really,  it  IS  an  insult.  that  byron  would  ever  NOT  be  in  control  of  himself  (  what  does  he  call  his  inclination  to  GIVE  IN to  his  IMPULSES?  a  trait  that  goes  IGNORED,  naturally  )  is  … UNIMAGINABLE  to  the  younger  man.  ❝  i’m  doing  JUST  FINE  ! ———–

    ———–  BUT  THANK  YOU  for  the  compliment.  i’d  endeavor  to  ask  you  to  FOLLOW  UP  on  it,  if  you’re  willing.  ❞

brow perks further up his forehead  ,  the muscle strained as he tried to understand just how he’d made himself an open target for the zeus to approach  ---  but couldn’t simply ask what it was the other male wanted. no  ,  he was certain that would be revealed  ,  as he downed his drink and raised his voice in a manner that was almost inhuman. byron didn’t typically maintain a four dimensional personality  ,  did he  ?  certainly not  ...  was this a crack in the persona of a king  ?  noah could only speculate.  “  it wasn’t intentional  ,  i promise.  ”

elbow pressed to the surface of the bench beside them  ,  he flicked bleached bangs from his eyes with the shake of his head  ,  nose crinkling in amusement. reading other people was not a talent he particularly associated himself with  ...  he was always so distant towards other people especially other men  ,  that he absolutely could not even fathom to understand what the proposal would entail  ,  and though he flushed a hue of drunken pink  ,  accepted the invitation regardless.

“  what do you have in mind  ?  ”

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he shouldn’t have expected more from minhee  ,  but as seungyoon sat with his mouth quickly coming to a close  ,  his head turned down in frustration  ,  he let a deep sigh escape his lungs  ,  hand tapping the top of hers  ---  already he knew  ,  that there wouldn’t be a later. that just wasn’t how this worked with her.  “  sorry.  ”  he apologized  ,  his voice stitched together in a saddened tone that was not unfamiliar on his tongue  ...  no  ,  that was not why she had asked him to come over. it never was.  “  i didn’t mean to ramble  ,  it’s just been an equally stressful day for me.  ”

Holding in a heavy sigh the soloist did her best to not let the annoyance show on her face. She’d hardly invited him over to talk but apparently being polite and asking about his day also meant having to listen to him speak about it? Who knew. “Seungyoon,” she finally sighed, leaning back to cross her legs, head falling to the side, a curtain of carefully styled ginger waves cascading over her shoulder. “You talk to much sometimes. And I never thought I would say that, you’re usually so quiet but please.” She shifted her wight, perfectly manicured hand settling against his thigh. “I’ll listen later.”  Her break from the studio was quickly coming to an end and she wasn’t any less tense than she had been when he arrived. A frown settled on full lips. 

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: hm....

▸minhee: just me then.

▸seungyoon: bit too critical of yourself today, hmm?

▸seungyoon: i swear it's fine.

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contrary to popular belief   ,   seungyoon is nothing like the image he exudes on stage. the charming romantic or the quirky rapper   ---   he’s not the facade   ,   the noah   ,   his fans know and love. but he’s not entirely different   ,   either. he holds himself with the same expression   ,   his features dull even when he’s having a good time   ...   but a buzz has him mellow   ,   and even the music and the alcohol can’t keep him from searching through the crowd for something.

with a brow arched under bleached bangs   ,   seungyoon stared at the other male   ,   confused by the sudden meeting   ---   not that he was complaining   ,   he’d just never imagined he’d be near the senior artist in such a public place. their personalities were too different.   “ lovely lovely. ”   he replied   ,   teasing   ,   though not yet ringing with a playful tone. byron was not what he’d searched for   ,   even if fate deemed otherwise.

“ probably not as lovely as you. ”   there it was.   “ can’t hold your liquor   ? ”

      THEORETICALLY,  byron  knows  how  this  should  GO.  he’s  done  it  before  countless  times  ———  granted,  not  with  people  SANS  LABIA,  but  it  really  shouldn’t  be  that  DIFFERENT.  TACT  has  never  been  his  strong  suit.  he’s  not  going  to  start  developing  it  now.  has  BYRON  MOON  ever  felt  shame  before  ?  perhaps  once  or  twice.  not  when  it  comes  to  SEX,  because  he  knows  what  he’s  doing  when  it  comes  to  THAT.  again,  though  ———–  people  with  LABIA.

                               he  may  be  a  LITTLE  DRUNK,  a  gentle  flush  to  his  cheeks  (  the  picture  of  INNOCENCE,  even  if  byron  himself  is  anything  but  ).  not  so  much  that  he’s  teetering,  not  enough  for  him  to  lose  his  SOUNDNESS  of  MIND.  no   ———  byron’s  sober  enough  to  know  EXACTLY  what  he  WANTS.  or  at  least  somewhere  in  that  BALLPARK.  but  in  order  to  get  it,   he  must  make  the  FIRST  MOVE.  and  so  he  DOES,  an  arm  flagging  down  the  older  -  man  with  an  ever  mischievous  smile  stretching  across  his  face.

❝  형  -  님  ! ❞  respectful  ?  byron  ?  perish  the  thought.  there  will  ALWAYS  be  ULTERIOR MOTIVES  with  him.  ❝  how  ARE  you  this  lovely,  lovely,  …  LOVELY  evening  ? ❞

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: too late.

▸minhee: no, that's the right one. why?

▸seungyoon: because there's nothing wrong with it?

▸seungyoon: seriously. all kill.

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: this kid. tisk.

▸minhee: sure an hour is fine, take your time.

▸minhee: oh and...thanks. or whatever. truly.

▸seungyoon: don't hurt yourself.

▸seungyoon: did you send me the wrong file ????

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: this kid. tisk.

▸minhee: sure an hour is fine, take your time.

▸minhee: oh and...thanks. or whatever. truly.

▸seungyoon: don't hurt yourself.

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: faetris? what a waste of a good song. whatever. it's vanilla, what the people want.

▸minhee: like i would be dumb enough to tell him. i just need another opinion...i'm not satisfied with it.

▸seungyoon: i'm sure you'd complain if they had a different concept, noona.

▸seungyoon: okay. i'll get back to you in... an hour? is that good for you?

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『 text ↻ … minhee 』

▸minhee: yeah oppa is working on it between other company projects. thanks, no promises needed.

▸minhee: i think we're going to do another comeback attack soon, seems like a lot of groups are on standby.

▸seungyoon: okay... don't tell him i'm going to check it. he'd be pissed at me.

▸seungyoon: most likely. i've had a few songs already approved by the ceo - don't know what they're gonna do with them. probably hand them off to faetris and memphis.