Tenth Emotion.
[Private; hackable.]
...Things got a little hectic after that.
It's not as if the change was so big really, but I guess before I could at least hope that the war would be over soon so we could go back to being a normal family. I didn't mind so much - I was pretty used to taking care of myself at that point. So, after I got the letter, I decided to try to make my dreams happen. (There wasn't much else to do.) I remember it was hard. I managed to perform locally a few times, but none of the big talent agencies would hire me. They always said things like "We're sorry, Ms. Campbell, but you don't have the right image for representing our company." That was kind of rude of them, but I guess it's true that the performers you see on television are all very glamorous.
Anyway, it went on like this for a while, but then one day I got contacted by someone important. They said there was a big job and they were confident I could pull it off. Something about how they thought my voice was exactly what they were searching for. Something only I could do...
I don't remember the details - it's all kind of fuzzy, but I'm sure I must have accepted the job. I mean, why not? This must have been my big chance. And besides, how else would I have been broadcast all over the PLANTs? It must have been a major turning point in my career-- no my life.
I really wonder what sort of job it was...
[/Private.]
At least I don't have to worry about whether or not everything in my wardrobe matches anymore... Not that-- well. It's not exactly what I had in mind.
So, I guess... Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone! And you know, at least you won't be getting pinched. That's not such a bad thing.
((OOC: 2% spent on vague pre-Lacus flashback sequences. Basically Meer's a war orphan, and I threw that together with all the panning still shots of her before she gets offered "THE JOB" and not-quite spoilers start to happen. Suffice it to say I winged it a little. A lot. Vague past is vague. 8% used, 1% remaining.))
...Things got a little hectic after that.
It's not as if the change was so big really, but I guess before I could at least hope that the war would be over soon so we could go back to being a normal family. I didn't mind so much - I was pretty used to taking care of myself at that point. So, after I got the letter, I decided to try to make my dreams happen. (There wasn't much else to do.) I remember it was hard. I managed to perform locally a few times, but none of the big talent agencies would hire me. They always said things like "We're sorry, Ms. Campbell, but you don't have the right image for representing our company." That was kind of rude of them, but I guess it's true that the performers you see on television are all very glamorous.
Anyway, it went on like this for a while, but then one day I got contacted by someone important. They said there was a big job and they were confident I could pull it off. Something about how they thought my voice was exactly what they were searching for. Something only I could do...
I don't remember the details - it's all kind of fuzzy, but I'm sure I must have accepted the job. I mean, why not? This must have been my big chance. And besides, how else would I have been broadcast all over the PLANTs? It must have been a major turning point in my career-- no my life.
I really wonder what sort of job it was...
[/Private.]
At least I don't have to worry about whether or not everything in my wardrobe matches anymore... Not that-- well. It's not exactly what I had in mind.
So, I guess... Happy St. Patrick's Day, everyone! And you know, at least you won't be getting pinched. That's not such a bad thing.
((OOC: 2% spent on vague pre-Lacus flashback sequences. Basically Meer's a war orphan, and I threw that together with all the panning still shots of her before she gets offered "THE JOB" and not-quite spoilers start to happen. Suffice it to say I winged it a little. A lot. Vague past is vague. 8% used, 1% remaining.))