[This is not the first time something strange has befallen Tsukasa Suou in his life. It would not be the last. It would not even be the last within the day. But in particular as an idol, and specifically as a member of Knights, he has gone through his fair share of strange encounters and activities. So much so that he has to wonder, for just a bit, if this is an elaborate event concocted by the agency. More specifically, Ensemble Square itself.
Whisking someone off into some sort of a program, or virtual reality, or any other fantastical place has become something of the norm. Not that he appreciates it. Not when he's on the kidnapped end, at least. But while he is alarmed to find himself in this peculiar predicament, he is not exactly frightened.
Mostly, he is simply confused. And, well, embarrassed. He would certainly never choose a robe this guady or with this... particular fit. Not with the way it drapes his body. Most confusing is why he has no clothes on except for this at all. He holds it tight against him as he clears his throat and addresses another individual inside the room, dressed similarly.]
It may be too much to expect at the moment, as I suspect you and I are in a similar predicament, based upon your own robe, but I do not suppose that you could tell me the meaning of all this?
[It is worth a shot.]
I seem to have been kept out of the loop, and that is a position I generally do not enjoy. I wish to rectify it immediately.
PICK OUT YOUR DUDS:
[All he wanted was something to wear other than the ridiculous robe he had awoken in. Almost nothing in this bizarre set is normal, including the wardrobe! Having picked something he thought was perhaps a little more decent than the rest, however, he had found himself carted off into a dressing room, the attire torn off, and forcibly stuffed into none other than a maid's costume.
'More suitable to the role,' they said.
As red as a beet, he clutches the sides of the skirt, trembling in sheer embarrassment. He wants to die. He wants someone to shoot him through the heart and put him out of this humiliation and end it now! Surely his ancestors are rolling around in their graves...! Ugh- He is the proud and noble head of the Suou family! He is the leader and king of Knights! So how is it that this has befallen him!?
He needs a sword.
Or at least he needs to figure out how to get out of this... this skimpy dress! The skirt is much too short, the tights rise to hug his thighs, the headpiece sports cat ears, and he isn't even going to bother figuring out how the tail is attached. It is incredibly suggestive even while it covers skin.
Worst of all, no matter how he struggles to remove any of the pieces, nothing budges. Not that he knows what to wear, even if he manages to slip it off. He's clearly distressed.]
C-Could someone please lend me a hand?
MAGICAL DANGERS:
[Truthfully, he doesn't know how he managed it, but he's become lost on the... Lord of the Wings? set. Apparently, this is truly just a set, but it is so wide and expansive that it is difficult to believe.
. . . Unless he clings to the reality that everything that has happened thus far is still some sort of virtual reality. It's the only way any of this makes sense. It feels as though he has been wandering around in circles for some time, however. Maybe it is time to call for help...?]
Hello?
[He cups his hands and yells into the surrounding wilderness.]
Is there anyone out there?
[It is a little embarrassing to admit he could become lost. But surely someone else will hear him on set and help him off.]
((OOC: Tsukasa is 18 in current canon and here! I am open to most things and open to all! My only real no's are kinks regarding bodily functions (Vomit/scat/etc) and not that I think it will happen... but no animal injury! If you are worried about anything, feel free to PM me and we can talk!))
Tsukasa Suou | Ensemble Stars!! || New Character!
[This is not the first time something strange has befallen Tsukasa Suou in his life. It would not be the last. It would not even be the last within the day. But in particular as an idol, and specifically as a member of Knights, he has gone through his fair share of strange encounters and activities. So much so that he has to wonder, for just a bit, if this is an elaborate event concocted by the agency. More specifically, Ensemble Square itself.
Whisking someone off into some sort of a program, or virtual reality, or any other fantastical place has become something of the norm. Not that he appreciates it. Not when he's on the kidnapped end, at least. But while he is alarmed to find himself in this peculiar predicament, he is not exactly frightened.
Mostly, he is simply confused. And, well, embarrassed. He would certainly never choose a robe this guady or with this... particular fit. Not with the way it drapes his body. Most confusing is why he has no clothes on except for this at all. He holds it tight against him as he clears his throat and addresses another individual inside the room, dressed similarly.]
It may be too much to expect at the moment, as I suspect you and I are in a similar predicament, based upon your own robe, but I do not suppose that you could tell me the meaning of all this?
[It is worth a shot.]
I seem to have been kept out of the loop, and that is a position I generally do not enjoy. I wish to rectify it immediately.
PICK OUT YOUR DUDS:
[All he wanted was something to wear other than the ridiculous robe he had awoken in. Almost nothing in this bizarre set is normal, including the wardrobe! Having picked something he thought was perhaps a little more decent than the rest, however, he had found himself carted off into a dressing room, the attire torn off, and forcibly stuffed into none other than a maid's costume.
'More suitable to the role,' they said.
As red as a beet, he clutches the sides of the skirt, trembling in sheer embarrassment. He wants to die. He wants someone to shoot him through the heart and put him out of this humiliation and end it now! Surely his ancestors are rolling around in their graves...! Ugh- He is the proud and noble head of the Suou family! He is the leader and king of Knights! So how is it that this has befallen him!?
He needs a sword.
Or at least he needs to figure out how to get out of this... this skimpy dress! The skirt is much too short, the tights rise to hug his thighs, the headpiece sports cat ears, and he isn't even going to bother figuring out how the tail is attached. It is incredibly suggestive even while it covers skin.
Worst of all, no matter how he struggles to remove any of the pieces, nothing budges. Not that he knows what to wear, even if he manages to slip it off. He's clearly distressed.]
C-Could someone please lend me a hand?
MAGICAL DANGERS:
[Truthfully, he doesn't know how he managed it, but he's become lost on the... Lord of the Wings? set. Apparently, this is truly just a set, but it is so wide and expansive that it is difficult to believe.
. . . Unless he clings to the reality that everything that has happened thus far is still some sort of virtual reality. It's the only way any of this makes sense. It feels as though he has been wandering around in circles for some time, however. Maybe it is time to call for help...?]
Hello?
[He cups his hands and yells into the surrounding wilderness.]
Is there anyone out there?
[It is a little embarrassing to admit he could become lost. But surely someone else will hear him on set and help him off.]