The Selection RP discussion

Where the selected can relax or get ready for the next TV broadcast

~*mary-ann*~
"ughh this is sooo nerve wracking"

Anastasia glanced over at the others, wondering if anyone wanted to talk to her. She blinked and looked away again. She'd already put on a dress- the most beautiful one, in her opinion. She'd added some things to it to reflect her artistic style. She glanced in the mirror, picking up some eye shadow, ready to get started with her makeup, seeing as she didn't have a maid to do it for her.

~Mary-ann*~
She finished getting ready. She thinking if anyone is as nerves as her. She glances at anstasia the girl, she met in the hallway. She sees her having trouble and walks over to her. "hey, do you need any help. Btw you look lovely!"

Anastasia looked over at Mary-ann, surprised. She smiled. "No, thank you!" she replied. "And thanks! No one has ever really said so before. You look incredible, as well!" She paused. "Hey, if you want, I could alter your dress. If you want anything done to it."

~*Mary-ann*~
"Thank you! ohh! please do so. im afraid i almost had a nerves break down" She smiles. Mary-annn hopes that they can become friends

Anastasia grinned. "Alrighty! What would you like me to do to it?" she asked, looking Mary-ann up and down. She loved her dress, as well. Mary-ann seemed very nice, and she hoped that they would become very good friends, as well.

~*mary-ann*~
"oh, with everything and anything really.... Hey have i seen you before?"

Anastasia shrugged. "No idea. Although I think I saw you at the Entrance to the Castle!" She scanned Mary-ann's dress, appraising it with an artist's eye. Hmm. Maybe add some embroidery over there... maybe some ribbon or sash around the waist... detail to the sleeves... She looked up. "What caste do you come from, anyway?" she asked curiously. "Maybe we could incorporate that into the style somehow."

~*mary-ann
"i come from caste 5" she beams with pride. i swear she looks familiar! "how about you?"

Anastasia grinned. "Hey, me too!" She paused for a second. "Maybe that's where we sort of know each other." She thought for a moment. "So... how about an artistic style?" she asked. "Maybe use a bunch of different colors to represent caste five."

Mary-ann smiled finally someone from caste 5! "uhhh, sure! wait are you an artist? Im a Dancer!" we're going to be great friends i just know it!

Anastasia smiled. "Yeah. An artist and a musician. Hey, you're a dancer? That's awesome! I wish I could dance. But when I do, I slightly resemble a mentally deranged chicken." She made a face. Then she glanced around the room, looking for materials to use. Her eyes lit up when she saw a sash. She collected it, then turned back to Mary-ann. She slipped her sewing kit out of the knot of her own sash, then opened it, retrieving thread and a sewing needle.

Mary-ann laughed when she said she looked like a mentally deranged chicken. oh this dress is getting better by the minute! She beams. "so whats like like as an artist?"

Anastasia smiled again. "Oh, it's wonderful!" she exclaimed, threading the needle carefully. "If you're good enough, you can actually make money for your family by doing commissions. What's it like being a dancer?" she asked.

"oh" mary-ann beams just thinking about it. "its like....how do i put it in words? hmmm" its magically like walking on water ""its delightful, but some days you can get really bad blisters. But don't get me wrong its absolutely amazing" She looks down at her dress and beams at amazement. "Oh, its lovely Anastasia! Thank you!" she hugs her.

Anastasia hugged her back, grinning. "I'm glad you like it!" she told her. "And dancing sounds amazing!" Suddenly, she had an idea. "Hey... if you teach me how to dance, I'll teach you how to sew!" she told her, excited.

Mary-ann squealed! "oh! that's a great idea!" this is going to be great

Anastasia smiled. "Wonderful!" she exclaimed. "Want to sit next to each other at dinner?" she asked.

((sorry I'm late- was watching the Oscars))

Annika walked into the glamorous powder rooms. She had a lot of pressure on her from her family back home. All she needed at the moment was some time to relax.

(hehe thats fine!)
"Oh, yes please!" nice i've got a friend Mary-ann spots another girl who walked into the room and greeted her. "Hi, im mary-ann! What your name?"

Emily entered to the room and saw that some girls were already there . She searched Lila but she wasn't there . She sight and examine the girls , maybe she could talk with someone else .

Anastasia spotted Emily and Annika. "Hello!" she called out. "Would you guys like to join us?"

mary-ann greets them. "Hi im mary-ann! what yours?" She looks at both of them and smiles

"Yes , thank you ! " Emily got near to Anastasia and Mary-Ann " How are you ? "

((You can join; just: we should make an order. How about Mary-ann, Anastasia, Annika, Emily, Lila?))

((Sure sounds good to me.))

Lila entered the room and saw that there was already a ton of people. "Wow." She said quietly.

Mary-ann replys To emily "im fine thank you! and you?"

Anastasia smiled brightly at everyone who'd just come in. "I guess we all had the same idea!" she said. "Anyone want anything done to their dress? Caste five here."

((Okay. So we have Emily, Lila and Anastasia. Anyone else?))

( Ok )

"I'm a little bit nervous but I'm fine " Emily answers to Mary-Ann .

((How about Anastasia, Lila, Emily? And then if more people come we add them to the end of the order))

Anastasia smiled brightly at Lila. "Hi there! How's it going?"

((Sure!))

Lila smiled. "Pretty well I guess. Nervous, but aren't we all?" She laughed.

"Yes , I'm nervous too"

( Maybe now ..or?)

((I am going to have someone knock))


A guard walked by the powder room where the girls were, "You are instructed to head down to the dining hall immediately," He informed as he walked to the other rooms to inform anyone that were in their rooms.

Lila gulped. This is it... She thought nervously. She looked at the other girls and started walking towards the door after she checked to make sure that her hair was perfect.

Anastasia looked at the door, an expression of worry on her face. She finished applying her eyeshadow hurriedly, then applied her liner with a quick, artist's hand. Then she dabbed some natural-looking color on her lips, and powder on her cheekbones. She glanced at the other girls. "If you guys would like, I can apply your makeup on the way," she offered.

" I would like " Emily replied nervously . Gosh , it was time .

Anastasia nodded, taking out her makeup and brushes again. "Let's go, then!" She began to head for the door.

((Okay... pretend they're already at the dining hall and she took care of both of their makeup.))

Danica coughed as she entered the powder room. She groaned at the sight of herself in her mirror. She had not figured out how to get all the stupid makeup off so most of it was still there. She went over to the sink and splashed water on her face. The eye makeup began to smear on her eyes like a raccoon. Better than it was.

((I CHOOSE YOU, ISABELLE!
This ought to be interesting...))

Isabelle sat at a mirror, carefully applying makeup to highlight her features.

Danica took a white towl and dabbed at her eyes staining it black. She looked at the other girl in the room perfectly applying her makeup and scoffed.

Mary-ann gigles at danica's face "Well you look rather lovely" mary-ann joked. The she rinsed her face. "well Danica we're twins!"

Danica rolled her eyes. "This is stupid." She scrubbed the towel roughly against her face.

Black eyeliner... White eyeshadow, with a touch of sliver...

((Order: Danica, Anastasia, Isabelle, Mary-ann?))

Anastasia entered the room, dressed in a different gown. This one was slightly asymmetrical, but this made it look rather elegant. She sat down beside Danica, and set up her make-up kit. She glanced down at her gown, trying to decide which color to use for her eyes.

(i dont mind)
Mary-Ann found some makeup wipes and offered it with Danica. "you want some?"

She carefully applied her makeup. Nothing less than perfection was acceptable.

Danica sighed and took a single wipe. The eye makeup then came off with exquisite ease. But even then some still remained in her eyelashes. She groaned. "What do we have to do after this?"

(my turn?)