SAMPLES First Person: [ Have an eccentric-looking rock-star with a European accent snap his fingers repeatedly and stare intently at the camera, Holly Heights. ]
Achtung, baby! Ready to get this place on the roll? The rock'n'roll, that is! [ Klavier looks around, video camera panning on his neighbors' houses and whatever else is in the premises. ]
We could do with a little more action here. Quiet, if you ask me. [ And then he looks at the camera again with that weird, but relaxed (why relaxed in this situation, the world will never know) stare. But he's quiet for a little, maybe thinking about playing the air guitar. That's... probably not a good idea right now, so he decides against it. ]
I don't have to play house here, do I? I don't think I'm ready to be a husband yet, or a father for that matter, ja?
Third Person: Is this what they call a hangover? What did he do last night and where did he do i- okay, no, he stayed at home and reviewed some case files. So how did he get here again?
It'd make sense if he was kidnapped. He wouldn't blame his perpetrator, either. After all, he is pretty famous, what with all those teenage girls fawning over him. But this was just going a little overboard. Plus, wouldn't the setting be a little different? Like maybe a dark room. This is a community, or something.
He finally gets off of the lawn chair and reads that dang old packet nailed to that dang old door.
...
That... didn't really help him. It confused him a little more, in fact. He was supposed to have a wife now? Kids, too? He'd like to have both of those things one day, of course. But can't he have his own wife, one that he chooses? And his own kids, too?
It's best to play it safe for now, he figures... Klavier will just act like he knows what's going on when he's making that post to the feed to see what the people here are like.
"Achtung, baby!"
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First Person: [ Have an eccentric-looking rock-star with a European accent snap his fingers repeatedly and stare intently at the camera, Holly Heights. ]
Achtung, baby! Ready to get this place on the roll? The rock'n'roll, that is! [ Klavier looks around, video camera panning on his neighbors' houses and whatever else is in the premises. ]
We could do with a little more action here. Quiet, if you ask me. [ And then he looks at the camera again with that weird, but relaxed (why relaxed in this situation, the world will never know) stare. But he's quiet for a little, maybe thinking about playing the air guitar. That's... probably not a good idea right now, so he decides against it. ]
I don't have to play house here, do I? I don't think I'm ready to be a husband yet, or a father for that matter, ja?
Third Person: Is this what they call a hangover? What did he do last night and where did he do i- okay, no, he stayed at home and reviewed some case files. So how did he get here again?
It'd make sense if he was kidnapped. He wouldn't blame his perpetrator, either. After all, he is pretty famous, what with all those teenage girls fawning over him. But this was just going a little overboard. Plus, wouldn't the setting be a little different? Like maybe a dark room. This is a community, or something.
He finally gets off of the lawn chair and reads that dang old packet nailed to that dang old door.
...
That... didn't really help him. It confused him a little more, in fact. He was supposed to have a wife now? Kids, too? He'd like to have both of those things one day, of course. But can't he have his own wife, one that he chooses? And his own kids, too?
It's best to play it safe for now, he figures... Klavier will just act like he knows what's going on when he's making that post to the feed to see what the people here are like.
"Achtung, baby!"
OTHER
Housing Request?: Nope!
Did you read the rules and FAQ?: Yeah!
Would you like your application to be unscreened?: Sure!