Fashion Magazine rpg

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She carried on humming cluelessly and even started to say some of the words. She didnt much care for the people who were watching her and wandering where the singing was coming from. She danced her way around and jumped when she saw Ryan. She took the ear phones off. "You nearly gave me a heart attack" she said laughing. "You didnt just see all of that did you?" she asked going slightly red.

He looked to the floor..."I..I..did.." He said laughing that he could berely talk...
 
Bridget blinked and went red. "Ryan......" she said throwing a cushion at him. "It's not funny. If I had known you were there I would never have...." she began trailing off still embarrassed.
 
She laughed as she closed the window. "Thanks...... Thats'll teach me to relax at work" she said putting the ipod away and sat down. "You can come in, its perfectly safe" she joked making room for him on the sofa she had in her office.
 
"I'll be fine once you explain what 'semi-formal' is supposed to mean." Miranda told him, folding her arms.

"Basically, not a super expensive dress but not sweat pants. Maybe a nice pair of jeans with some heels and a tank top with a shrug..." then he glanced at the floor. "Um..Miranda, I was wondering if you had a date..."
 
"Basically, not a super expensive dress but not sweat pants. Maybe a nice pair of jeans with some heels and a tank top with a shrug..." then he glanced at the floor. "Um..Miranda, I was wondering if you had a date..."

"Ummm...what? Are dates required? Oh god, please don't tell me I have to get some jr. writer to take me. That is SO high school..." she groaned, then thought about what he'd said. Her eyes widened.
"Are you asking me to go with you?"

ooc: ha ha ha!!! that's so funny!!
 
"Ummm...what? Are dates required? Oh god, please don't tell me I have to get some jr. writer to take me. That is SO high school..." she groaned, then thought about what he'd said. Her eyes widened.
"Are you asking me to go with you?"

ooc: ha ha ha!!! that's so funny!!

"Geez, you're good at guessing, and yes I was, unless you want to take some jr. writer..." he said, smiling and rolling his eyes.

ooc: really? :p
 
"Geez, you're good at guessing, and yes I was, unless you want to take some jr. writer..." he said, smiling and rolling his eyes.

ooc: really? :p

ooc: yeah, really...

ic: She smiled wryly. "Well, I'm sure the jr. writer would be to scared to have any fun at all. So, I suppose I could go with you, but only for the unnamed jr. writer's sanity."
 
She laughed, pretending to wipe a tear from her eyes. "Yes, she did. In fact, she's invited me to her place after work. We're having a get together with Elvis and the Muffler Man."

"That bad?" he asked. "I'm sorry she stalked in like that..." he rolled her eyes. "I'm glad she's not coming back..."
 
"That bad?" he asked. "I'm sorry she stalked in like that..." he rolled her eyes. "I'm glad she's not coming back..."

"You can thank the wonderful staff here for that. I absolutely adore the girl that brought her the wrong latte. Whatever, it's not your fault. She's a spoiled brat who can't sing. At least she left before I tore her hair out.. then we might have a lawsuit on our hands..."
 
"You can thank the wonderful staff here for that. I absolutely adore the girl that brought her the wrong latte. Whatever, it's not your fault. She's a spoiled brat who can't sing. At least she left before I tore her hair out.. then we might have a lawsuit on our hands..."

"Well, I knew the part about her not being able to sing. If she ever comes back, I say we buy ear plugs and duct tape..."
 
"Agreed. Both for the music she plays AND for her screetchy voice. " She laughed.
"I have NO idea why I work here, I hate most of the people that this magazine interveiws and whatnot..." she murmured, more to herself than to Rupert.
 
"Agreed. Both for the music she plays AND for her screetchy voice. " She laughed.
"I have NO idea why I work here, I hate most of the people that this magazine interveiws and whatnot..." she murmured, more to herself than to Rupert.

"It's the price for our paycheck..." he sighed. "I think we should be going for the more talented and unknown, I heard about this new gal, Krystal Meyers, real good songs, lots of talent and looks very fun-loving, not at all someone who would want her hair curled and a mini-skirt, but that just isn't what we promote here..."
 
"It's the price for our paycheck..." he sighed. "I think we should be going for the more talented and unknown, I heard about this new gal, Krystal Meyers, real good songs, lots of talent and looks very fun-loving, not at all someone who would want her hair curled and a mini-skirt, but that just isn't what we promote here..."

"Of course not! We promote the poisining of America's youth! Making little girls feel bad about themselves and their bodies! Without the miniskirts, where would we be?" Miranda said, rolling her eyes.
 
"Of course not! We promote the poisining of America's youth! Making little girls feel bad about themselves and their bodies! Without the miniskirts, where would we be?" Miranda said, rolling her eyes.

Rupert shuddered. "And I'm glad we didn't have a Fergie photoshoot, who knows, she might have raped Ryan..." he said. "I really wish we would promote normal, talented people instead of anorexic, slutty people..."
 
Rupert shuddered. "And I'm glad we didn't have a Fergie photoshoot, who knows, she might have raped Ryan..." he said. "I really wish we would promote normal, talented people instead of anorexic, slutty people..."

"Poor Ryan... Yes, well, what would America be without it's anorexic, mean, conceited and terrible rolemodels?"
 
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