~ORIGINAL STORY~
After being given her own film studio, Melody Blue goes out an looks for a crew to help her run it. Things seem normal at first, but the gang soon learn that there's more at play.
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"This song's nice. I should download it. I wonder if he'd like it."
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8:30 am, Rainy
"Oh, I'm so excited!" I squeal to Reb, as per usual, he was doing something nonproductive.
"Mphh, what?"
"I finally got someone to respond to our request!"
"Oh yeah, good for you." Reb said while looking down at his phone.
"I hope it's someone that'll have a better work ethic than you."
"Wow, throwing shade now. Man, I'm hurt." He said sarcastically. "When are they coming in?"
"Around when we close, I think she said 7:30."
"Why so late? And a better question, why on a workday?" Reb asked slightly agitated, for so reason, he's not even the one interviewing.
"Does it matter? You're not even the one talking to her."
"Ah, whatever."
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7:20 pm, Cloudy
Blue Studios should have closed about 20 minutes ago. I look over at the building waiting for someone to walk out signaling I can walk in. Not the best indicator, but it'll do. I air still smells of the rain from earlier today. I wonder what this place is gonna be like.
Buzz, buzz
I look down at my phone and open the text I received.
"Hello, this is Melody from 'Blue Studios'. Just wanna make sure you're still up for interview."
"I'm actually outside right now if you want me to come in."
"Oh, of course! My receptionist should still be in the front, just tell him you're here to see me!"
Looking back up, I walk towards the door and let myself in.
The place is more, how do I say this, uh, plainer than I thought it would look. With the dreary weather outside, it looks like someone just died here.
The, what I assume is, receptionist is hunched over the desk and looking at his phone (Wow, A-tier professionalism there buddy).
"Hey." I mutter, the receptionist looks up.
"Sorry, we're closed."
"I'm here to see Melody." He looks at me and sighs.
"To think she'd call someone in like you." He mutters under his breath.
"THE HELL?! WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" Look, I get it. I'm probably really "out of the ordinary" looking with my large black wings and horns, somewhat of a rarity these days, but you don't have to call me out!
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We started bickering for a bit until a girl, looking around 17, peeks her head from around a door which I assume leads to the main part of the studio.
"Seems you two get along well." She said in a playful tone. The receptionist made a 'tsk' noise and looked back down at his phone. "Come on in." She called.
"Thanks for having me over." I say in a formal tone, or at least I thought I did.
"No need for formalities," She smiled, "we can just talk normally."
Inside the small studio, I spot an area for a green screen, (which may I add looks like a mess), planks of wood resting against the back wall, and a foldup table with two chairs. You could tell this place had a lower budget.
"Sorry about Reb. He can be sorta rude sometimes. I hope he didn't bother you much. And sorry for the mess, I just finished filming." Melody sighed apologetically. She looks so innocent.
"No, it's fine. It's a studio room after all." I reply, scratching my chin. "Anyway, what's the deal?"
"Oh right! Well uh, we're kinda low staff, as the post suggests, and I was hoping you could do one of the jobs listed." Melody stars while holding up 6 fingers.
"You must be really unstaffed if you need that many people."
"Well, one of our employees had to resign for personal reasons. We're only a 3-person team right now."
"Well, crap. I'm surprised you made 2 weeks with only 3 people." I'm honestly surprised that they could hold out with 4 people and their probably low budget.
"Surprising, right? Well, I was kinda, really hoping that you would come aboard!" Melody signed while clasping her hands together, like how someone would beg. I sigh and chuckle.
"Not like I can say no right?"
"Wait, you'll really come along!?" Her ears perk up (God, that was cute!). "Aw, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you! Her excitement reminded me of a little kid.
"Yeah, I could help with props or set if you don't have anything in mind."
"Of course!" She squeals, "Welcome! Oh, I guess I never asked, what's your name?"
"Oh right, my name's Reaper."
"Reaper?" She gestured, probably wanting a last name.
"Just Reaper. Nothing more, nothing less."
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Character Profiles:
Reaper Age:21? Appearance: Blond hair, blue eyes. Has large black wings along with a set of smaller blue horns. Abilities: Weapon Equip (think like Erza's Requip from Fairy Tail, but with only weaponry), 👎︎☜︎💣︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎💧︎ ☞︎✌︎❄︎☜︎
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A/N
How's the pacing? I hope it's okay. Also, a new character, yay! But, yeah, hope anyone who found this story likes it. I'm probably only gonna post 1 chapter this week. Anyway, next chapter, we get to look at our cast more, fun I guess. One last note, anything in wingdings will/is supposed to be revealed later, but I wanna hear what your theories are.
