Post by Koxio on Jan 8, 2015 23:02:09 GMT -5
Who: Jaxan, Kura (bump SHSL: iNsAnItY mEw ) ask to join! uvu
When: Post 1st trial
Where: hallways of the fourth floor
Jaxan was strolling along on the fourth floor of the boat, feeling a tad bit seasick. Of course, that wasn't a problem for her, after all, she was the SHSL Actress. And, as the SHSL Actress, she had to be the perfect idol to those who looked up to her. She had to appear as an easy to approach, happy girl, when, in reality, she was quite the opposite. Putting on a mask for one thing - but masks always had to come off at some point. A wise mind once said, "all good things come to an end". She felt as if her acting personality was a "good thing", and it always came to an end.
That was true - and she suspected she would have to take a break from being a happy-go-lucky type of girl, take off the mask, and have all the mental breakdowns she was holding in. It was like stress relief, really, the stress relief to take away the stress that couldn't be solved via crossdressing. Of course, while crossdressing, the teen felt like the stress only went away for a short period of time - when she was Rubix Wakana. She would hold off all the bad thoughts and yuck feelings for as long as she could, until she collapsed to the ground and let it all out.
As the boat moved, Jaxan's head whirled. She feared that if she ran into somebody, then...they would mistake her as sick, disoriented, or have a mental disorder. Of course, that wasn't the course, but...it would be a bad impression - and worse, she didn't know the majority of the students, so if it was a first impression, that would be horrid. It would be like walking through a nightmare, coming out, but realizing your in another nightmare. A dream within a dream.
The girl sighed, pausing and feeling along the wall of the boat. "Hey, Jaxan," she said quietly, talking to herself, "you're not going to pass out. If you pass out here, it'll be...awful. People might mistake you to be dead, heck, you might even die --" she suck in a deep breath, bringing her hands up to massage her temples. If only there was a way to stop her stomach from doing somersaults. That would be great.
When: Post 1st trial
Where: hallways of the fourth floor
Jaxan was strolling along on the fourth floor of the boat, feeling a tad bit seasick. Of course, that wasn't a problem for her, after all, she was the SHSL Actress. And, as the SHSL Actress, she had to be the perfect idol to those who looked up to her. She had to appear as an easy to approach, happy girl, when, in reality, she was quite the opposite. Putting on a mask for one thing - but masks always had to come off at some point. A wise mind once said, "all good things come to an end". She felt as if her acting personality was a "good thing", and it always came to an end.
That was true - and she suspected she would have to take a break from being a happy-go-lucky type of girl, take off the mask, and have all the mental breakdowns she was holding in. It was like stress relief, really, the stress relief to take away the stress that couldn't be solved via crossdressing. Of course, while crossdressing, the teen felt like the stress only went away for a short period of time - when she was Rubix Wakana. She would hold off all the bad thoughts and yuck feelings for as long as she could, until she collapsed to the ground and let it all out.
As the boat moved, Jaxan's head whirled. She feared that if she ran into somebody, then...they would mistake her as sick, disoriented, or have a mental disorder. Of course, that wasn't the course, but...it would be a bad impression - and worse, she didn't know the majority of the students, so if it was a first impression, that would be horrid. It would be like walking through a nightmare, coming out, but realizing your in another nightmare. A dream within a dream.
The girl sighed, pausing and feeling along the wall of the boat. "Hey, Jaxan," she said quietly, talking to herself, "you're not going to pass out. If you pass out here, it'll be...awful. People might mistake you to be dead, heck, you might even die --" she suck in a deep breath, bringing her hands up to massage her temples. If only there was a way to stop her stomach from doing somersaults. That would be great.