In creating this journal, the author has assumed the identity of a fictional person for use in the role-playing game fandomhigh, for the sole purpose of entertainment, without intending to obtain a benefit or to injure or defraud either the person who created the fictional person, or any reader of this content. The author does not purport to be the creator ( Read more... )

E!, in their infinite wisdom, had once again graced Zero Hopeless-Savage with a press pass, a cameraperson, and a microphone. She had immediately used her new position of power to ask Kelly Osbourne on camera and on the record why she'd gotten so boring with her hair, so this might be a decision they were already regretting, but Zero wasn't about ( Read more... )

Zero lay on her couch semi-diagonally, her head dangling off the cushion, her gaze on a takeout Chinese carton she really should throw away on the coffee table, her phone held to her ear as her brother, Twitch, said, "Zero, it's Thursday."

"I know."

"It's Thursday, the Oscars were Saturday, and you haven't updated your web show yet."

"I know."

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Let it be noted, for the record, that Skank Zero Hopeless-Savage was a good friend. And also currently suffering a wee bit from artistic block, which was why, when a friend with a band called in a panic on Saturday afternoon, explaining that they had a gig and their lead singer was in Portland for reasons unbeknown to humans who did normal or ( Read more... )

While Zero tried not to bow to societal pressures and expectations about something ridiculous about one romantic day out of the whole year or whatever, this was the first Valentine's Day she'd been single since high school, and she found herself kind of...down. Especially since her latest film project was hung up until the revived This is My Real ( Read more... )

Zero was trawling the internet, looking for reviews of the set she'd played at a local bar on Friday night, or reactions to the new Zero vs. Hollywood (in which she questioned Hugh Jackman's career path, and wondered if maybe America wanted him to be meta for Wolverine when Hugh wanted to be his musical theatre self, and that was why he made such ( Read more... )

Everything had been done over the phone before Zero drove a giant teal van full of her stuff through a portal, so today the manager just unlocked the door and let her in. It was a nice apartment. A bit small, but it was just her and Fish; it wasn't like she needed a ton of space. She'd left most of the furniture in New York, since it didn't seem ( Read more... )

Getting home from her parents should have been pretty easy: Zero had Portalocity. Of course, that neglected to account for Portalocity dropping her (and all her assorted leftovers, luggage, and presents) in the middle of Times Square on New Year's squalling Eve.So...yeah. By the time Zero got home, she was in A Mood. Hopefully this would not ( Read more... )

"Go for credit in the straight world
Look a dealer in the eye
Go for credit in the real world
Won't you try?"

Zero was singing as she surfed the job listings on Craigslist. This might or might not be a product of the weirdness of her particular alma mater. It was hard to say with Zero. Sometimes she just sang.

"I got some credit in the ( Read more... )

It was a lazy day in New York, and Zero was debating what to do with herself now that she'd finished all of her summer classes. She kind of wanted ice cream, but that would require working up the energy to actually leave the apartment, and right now lazing on the couch and messing around with, variously, her cell phone and her guitar seemed to be ( Read more... )