Junji Ito makeup test #1
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Figuring out what I need in order to create a music video parody of the song "Gloria" by Laura Branigan, but make it about Tomie. I will be playing the part of a 1980s pop disco singer in the style of Junji Ito. This is high art in progress, people! 😘😂😅
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additional digital notes made using Clip Studio:
main takeaways:
So first off, where the fuck did my stage makeup go??? I had no idea it was missing until today!! I ended up using the makeup from when I used to perform as a mime. (Not a joke, but in a larger, cosmic sense, kind of a joke. 😆 I'll probably do it again sometime. I was adorable as a little soft butch gay mime!)
I now remember why I stopped using the dry cake face paint and switched to wet paint in a tube BUT I CANNOT FIND THE TUBESSS
I'm out of eyeliner in general, but for this, I need some kind of extra thin/fine eyeliner and preferably more than a thimble-full of paint for it.
Maybe I can thin out some matte black face paint and also get like a really nice fine brush? I guess it depends on if the paint is water-soluble.
I should probably check to see if I already have these materials, which would be SO MUCH EASIER IF I COULD FIND MY FUCKING STAGE MAKEUP--
Either way the lines need to be super thin, straight, clean, and parallel to each other. Or I could look at the rougher cross-hatching Ito sometimes uses, but I suspect tidier lines will look best with makeup.
Luckily, I already have an entire burlesque/drag act where I make myself look like a character from a black and white film. Between that and the mime thing, I theoretically have all the white gloves I will ever need lol. I guess I'm going to need white leggings, since the light gray ones won't work for this. Junji Ito is not generally greyscale as much as literally black and white.
Do I own makeup primer? I feel like yes. It definitely sounds like a good idea.
I KNOW FOR A FACT I DIDN'T THROW OUT MY STAGE MAKEUP because I had quality skin-safe glitter in basically every color, and only a FOOL would throw that out!!!!
Gloria is a song from 1983 with disco balls in the music video. Do I want to incorporate more style choices from 1983? Should I buy a wig? Something with shoulder pads maybe?? I guess that means I can keep the thick eyebrows...
Actually upon further research, I do need a sequinned shirt for this. Possibly a sequin leotard with a shiny belt. And leg warmers. OH! And a jacket with just the biggest shoulder pads I can find! Or at least the closest thing I can find to this outfit in one trip to a thrift store
Every 1980s music videos seems to have a person with their hair and clothing flowing in the wind. Now, I could buy a fan. But much funnier and cheaper would be a shot of my hair blowing in the wind that then pans to a friend furiously fanning me with a piece of cardboard or something. (Which means I'd need either two people helping with this shot, or I just have to accept that the shot's going to look kind of blurry by doing the zoom-out in post. Oh gods, I would have to write a proper shot list ahhhhhh--)
Honestly, blurry footage seems fine in some parts. I'm probably going to add some dreamy soft filters anyway to make it look like pre-digital 35mm film from an 80s vid.
I'm going to need some fake blood to splatter at me in the middle of the video. Obviously. So I guess that bit will need to be filmed outside.
The good news is the fact that the nearest easiest filming location for me is a alley full of dumpsters is actually really appropriate for this video. XD
Should I do the distressed eyebrows that a lot of Junji Ito characters have? Note to try that in the next test along with a The Crow-like smile. (My go-to high school Halloween costume. Damn, I have been painting my already pasty-pale face even whiter for a while now! 😅)
Other progress made on this project today:
I recorded myself singing a voice memo along to the rhythm of the karaoke version of Gloria that's on YouTube, but in it, I'm singing in the key that is appropriate to my voice. (A couple half-steps down, I think.)
Next step will be to load that clip onto my computer and adjust the karaoke version to match its pitch. And then like, practice the song with my new personalized backing track.
If i actually finish this, I'll have to re-record the backup vocals to say the right name.
Also the next step will be to see if my interest in this lasts long enough to at least get me to find my frickin' stage makeup.
Additional notes:
The original music video for Holding Out for a Hero is exactly the right energy for this, and now I absolutely need shots of me in front of (badly green-screened) flames, on my knees while singing passionately and directly at the camera and presumably wearing kneepads tbh
Omg what if I included a little "photoshoot" sequence and really fucked with the photos to make them all blurry-body-horror nasty as they flash by real quick?? Get like, a glitch effect in the mix hell yeah 😎😎😎
Edit: Omg i just remembered I have these short-shorts with a reanimator quote on the ass! ("Blasphemy? Before what god?") i know what shorts to wear for this now!!
Oh! Another idea! What if the video starts with me reading Tomie and then closing the book and picking up the nearest microphone-shaped thing and using that to start singing - and every 30 seconds or so of footage, it quietly changes to a different item (one of which is absolute the black wand vibrator that I have XD)
Note: I can easily shorten the song if I only have funny shots planned for like 2/3 of the song length. No need to get too repetitive.
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Lost and Found au (3)
KK had no fucking clue what the hell happened to him.
He just randomly woke up on the cold, hard ground in front of an old, broken Tori Gate, and he felt like shit!
He clearly remembers heading into Shibuya to find Hannya before that mask bastard could start whatever madness he was planning, but everything after that is a complete blank to KK...
When he finally managed to regroup with Ed and Dale, they told him how Hannya did end up kickstarting his evil scheme into action, causing all of Shibuya to be encased in a deadly fog.
KK rubs his head, feeling his headache becoming worse. Did this freaky fog do something to his head? Is that why he couldn't remember anything that happened in Shibuya?
When he questioned Ed and Dale about it, they admit how they honestly thought he was dead at first, only for that theory to be thrown out the window when souls began to be steadily transmitted over to them through Ed's special phone booths.
"KK. Are you sure you can't remember anything at all?" Both Ed and Dale were looking at him worriedly. KK knew they were worried about him, but all it did was make him annoyed!
"I told you already! I don't remember shit!" KK growls out as he glared at his team, only to finally noticed there were faces missing.
"Where's Rinko and Erika?" The moment KK said their names, a massive feeling of sadness and guilt overcame him.
A sense of pure dread fills KK. He might not remember anything, but this feeling... This feeling was enough for him to know what actually happened to his female teammates.
They were gone. Hannya killed them!
KK felt rage build up inside him. He'll make Hannya pay! He'll do it! He'll kill that mask bastard with his bare hands!
The yokai hunter stills. Kill? No... That's not right! Hannya's already- "Dead. That bastard is already dead..." KK looks at Ed and Dale in disbelief, not quite believing it himself.
"Are you sure?" Dale asks, placing a gentle hand on KK's now shaking shoulder.
KK silently nods. There was nothing else to say. Hannya was dead. The mission KK and his team set out on was a success, but the victory wasn't fulfilling.
KK's memories of what happened in Shibuya were missing and two of his precious teammates were gone forever, one of which was only a kid...
With nothing else to do but keep going forward, KK and what was left of his team bitterly continues doing what they did best. Hunt yokai.
Soon a whole month goes by since the Shibuya crisis, and KK was still having no luck reclaiming his missing memories!
Seeing how KK was steadily going mad with frustration, both Ed and Dale shoo him out the hideout, telling the detective to go for a walk to clear his head.
Dale even gives him a wonderful suggestion. "Why not go get some coffee? There's a small hole-in-the-wall coffee shop nearby that tens to stay open late."
Coffee did sound real nice to KK, so he agrees. With his location in mind, KK heads off to this small coffee shop.
KK arrives and stands in front the tiny coffee shop. "Huh... It really is open." He grabs the door handle and pulls. The bell on the door jingles, signaling to the workers inside that a customer was coming in.
"O-oh! W-welcome!" The lone barista at the counter seemed surprised to KK, but quickly masks it with a fake smile. "What can I get for you sir?"
With his coffee in hand, KK retreats to a table to drink it in peace.
While drinking his coffee, something is placed onto his table. It was a pastry of sorts, and one that looked really tasty.
KK looks up to see it was the barista who placed it there.
The young man looked bashful, ruffling his hair with a shy smile on his face as he told KK that he thought the detective looked hungry.
"...Thanks." KK muttered as he took a bite of his treat. It was really good... Did that barista make this?
When he heard KK's answer, the barista gives him the brightest smile, causing KK to nearly choke on his treat. 'Holy shit! This kid was actually really cute!'
KK eventually finishes both his coffee and treat, but he doesn't leave, no, he instead stays much longer than intended.
Another coffee is ordered, and another free treat is given.
On KK's second cup of coffee, the cute barista asked him a question. "Sir? Are you okay?"
KK pauses mid sipped, the familar feeling of annoyance builds up inside him. This question again! He's heard it so many times already from Ed and Dale, and quite frankly, he was getting very tired of it!
Slamming his coffee on the table, KK snarls out that he was fine! His dark tone makes the cute barista flinch back in shock, causing KK to quickly regret how he just acted.
With a tired sigh, KK buries his face into his hands and apologizes to the cute barista for snapping at him like that. "...I'm not fine. I haven't been for a while now..."
The sound of a chair moving across the floor is heard, and when KK looks up from his hands, he sees the cute barista sitting next to him.
He had a sad look on his face. "Do you want to talk about it?"
KK didn't want to talk about it. Especially with someone he didn't know. But in the end, he vents to the cute barista anyway.
"I lost some of my memories sometime ago." KK wearily admits, going on to explain how it was slowly driving him mad not knowing what happened. "And weirdly enough," KK reaches up and grips his shirt right over his heart. "I-I feel like I forgot something really important..."
The cute barista was silent, not saying a word while KK vented. When KK glanced over at the young man, he double takes.
The cute barista... He was crying.
Suddenly the cute barista didn't look so cute anymore. He instead looked absolutely gorgeous.
The pretty bairsta quiet sniffles quickly knocks KK out his daze. "Why are you crying?!" The pretty barista just rubs his face, saying he was crying for KK.
KK was shocked. This pretty thing was crying for HIM?! When was the last time someone cried for HIM?! His family? Friends? KK honestly couldn't remember...
All of sudden, KK's phone rings. It was Dale, he was asking where KK was at. "It's been hours KK! Where are you?"
KK looks at the time and curses. "Shit! Sorry! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Before KK could leave however, the pretty barista stops him. First he gives KK a bag of pastries, telling him that he could share them with his friends, and then he tells KK that if he ever needed to vent again, he'll be here to always listen.
With a quiet, almost shockingly shy thank you, KK makes his way out in the dark streets of Shibuya.
It was only when KK arrived at the hideout that he realized he never got the pretty barista's name... Well, at the very least, it gave KK another reason to go back to that coffee shop.
KK likes to imagine that such a kind soul must have a beautiful name to match...
For the first time since losing his memories, KK smiles.
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