Star Struck (GROUP RP)

[Sosuke0549]

I have a new group RP idea. The RP would be called Star Struck.

 

Meet Eiichi a up coming model who has been molding for 3 years and is now just starting to become somebody. But everything gets very complicated when the all star famous boy band

Star Struck comes into the picture. All three members have "fallen" for him! He has a difficult time choosing who he likes and who he should be with when one of the boys gets a "bright idea" Why not just Share Eiichi? and so begins Eiichi's strange love "square" and he soon ends up liking all three boys. But are they only teasing him? Our are they seriously wanting to be his lovers?

Why have one lover- when you can have three hot, boy band, rock stars?

But of course the media can never find out that the band members are gay and all share one lover. And not to mention the boys careers constantly get in the way of there so called "love"

 

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WARNINGS

This To May include

-Sex

-BDSM

-drugs

-Rape

-Threesomes

-Foursomes

-And Cursing

ENJOY~

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Appearance: Has no tattoos, piercing, or scars.

He has light brown hair and Mich- Match eyes. Ones grey while another is green.

 

Name: Eiichi Aiko

 

Age: 19

 

Like(s): meeting new people, molding, music, soar candy , animals

 

Dislike(s): sweets, video games, rude/mean people, heights, and boats

 

Personality: Eiichi is a rather nice person, he's friendly and not really shy unless it's in bed, but he is the type to be stubborn and stand up for what he believes in. He can hold a grudge, and he becomes very shy,timid, and nervous when it comes to sexual activates, because he's sensitive.

 

Past: Eiichi grew up with a good family until his parents passed away in a car accident When he was 16. He lived with a friend who's father was a modeling agent- and since he needed money to move out and get his own place- He started molding. He's not extremely famous, most people don't even recognize him... He now has his own apartment and is just now starting to become a hit after 3 years.

 

 

Other: He's afraid of heights and does not like boats because he gets sea sick. Eiichi also doesn't drink alcohol , has mager stage fright.

 

Catch Franz: Your so mean!

 

 

Beginning Post-

Eiichi held the folder hard againest his chest. His manger would freak out if he lost it! He was heading to M.B.C Recoding Studio's. Apparently his manger was good friends with the big shot there who ran Star Records. He was suppose you give the folder to Mr. Kyo, a famous music producer who actually discovered, managed and produced the all time famous Star Struck band. Eiichi himself was never crazy about the boy band like most girls were but he new of the boys no less. He stepped inside the M.B.C studio's and went to the front desk.

"Hey Nana. "

"Hey Eiichi, how's the modeling going? I saw you on page 27 on last month's issue of Now Stars"

"Pretty good and Yeah but Its nothing like being on the cover. "

"You'll get there"

The black haired girl winked at him.

"Thanks, is Mr.Kyo in? I got to give him this."

"Oh He is! But he's in a meeting with ( get this!) Star Struck! Oh there even hotter in person!"

Eiichi blinked a few times surprised but... he really shouldn't be. I mean Mr.Kyo was their manager.

"You like them?"

"Lots! Say...why don't you go ahead. I'm sure he's almost done. And you'll get to meet them!"

"A-Are you sure? I mean-"

"Just go! I sure it's fine plus Mr.Kyo loves ya"

He nodded and went to the elevator, he stepped inside and clicked the very top floor.

 

Nana was a very sweet and nice girl and has been rotting for him ever since he started molding at the age of 16. He met her about a year ago and she was a very loud,fun girl.

He reached the top floor hearing the cute Ding sound.

He stepped out and started walking down a very narrow hall way and stopping at Mr.Kyo's office. He knocked gently.

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"Desmond, James, Azke! Are you three listening to me! I told you over and over that if your going to go drinking you do it at home! You guys clearly can't handle your alcohol! Seriously guys! Your gonna give me a heart attack! $24,000 dollars in damage for a stupid bar fight! Not to mention you missed your TV appearance on Teen's Live! Do you understand how hard it was getting you boys a spot?! I'm your manger not a miracle worker! You guys might be famous but your not above the law! Please... for me... this month just focus on writing for your new album. No party's, or drinking, or getting into trouble. You guys are killing me here. "

Kyo was going threw one of his "give me a break and be good" speeches once more. He loved the three boys. But sometimes they drove him insane! And since he started there career he could end it if he wanted..But he loved the boys to much to do that. He thought of them as family. He sighed running a hand threw his hair frustrated, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. He frowned.

 

"Who the hell could that be?"

He muttered to himself.

"Who is it! I told Nana no interruptions!"

Eiichi slowly opened the door.

"It's Eiichi..Sir"

The man quickly lit up.

"Eiichi?! It's been forever- please come in! I'm sure you've heard of Star Struck yes?"

He came in and walked up to Mr.Kyo's desk giving him the folder.

"Yes... Mr.Takishi told me to give you this."

"Ah thank you...I'm sure you don't cause your manger any problems"

He glared at the band mates.

"No sir...I try not too,"

He looked at the band members. They were indeed very hot...and very handsome. He smiled kindly at them.

"It's nice to meet you guys. I've heard a few of your songs... my friends little sister is crazy about you three"

Mr.Kyo's phone started ringing He sighed sitting at his desk.

"I'm sorry but can you four continue this out side. I really need to take this call. And boys! Remember what we just talked about! Got better not cause me any more problems until that a album is done!

He warned. Eiichi quietly left the room. The actually hurried out and the busy man's office. The model was wearing a white loss shirt and a checkered blue and black jacket, along with long dark blue jeans...and a few sliver dog tags around his neck and sliver earnings. Not to mention the black beanie on his head.

"Oh um... I'm Eiichi by the way. Eiichi Aiko. And I kind of know who you guys are... I mean...who Doesn't?"

He smiled faintly. He acted rather normal around the famous boys- which proved he wasn't much of a fan of them.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

 

 

 

 

Appearance: Don't mind the horns; has a tattoo of a fallen angel on his back.

 

Name: James Courtwood

 

Age: 22

 

Like(s): Some drugs and alcohol, his motorcycle, always loves some good fucking - be it with a guy or a girl, he doesn't care unless someone tries to top him. So, he also liked dominating. We could also add up bondage, public humiliation and some good spanking, obviously with him doing them for the other.

 

Dislike(s): Crying (unless he caused it), weak people, silence, calmnness and cops. Especially cops.

 

Personality: Usually cheerful and mostly nice to his friends; mean and rude, mocking to the ones he hate; lustful and sexy for the fans. He can switch between these personalities quickly - he might even be called bipolar. One second he could be laughing over some silly or perverted joke someone made, while the other he could start yelling and, well, tossing stuff around. Breaking stuff is one of his hobbies, especially before leaving a hotel.

 

Past: He grew up with a constantly drunk mother prostitute and three sisters. He found his escape from that all in guitar and singing, which helped him find friends, which made him find alcohol, drugs and sex... And, he just dove right into it. His past of his mother and sisters is buried deep inside his mind, though he still has some scars on his wrists and thighs - failed attempts of killing himself; though that is all forgotten.

 

Other: Has an allergy for dogs, is the lead singer/guitarist of the bad. James is also bisexual.

 

Catch Phrase: "Eat like a pig, drink like a horse and fuck like a rabbit."

"Only got one life, use it however the fuck you want."

 

 

James rolled his eyes as he sighed out and shook his head. "They're the ones who can't handle a drop of alcohol." He mumbled out in annoyance before letting out a heavy sigh and leaning back in his chair, tossing a glare at his manager. "You really think words will stop me from drinking and partying? Fuck you, man. I'm not some nice pile of shit." The black-haired male said before smirking widely. "Besides, this attracts more and more fans~" The singer said in a mocking manner before chuckling and looking away through the window.

 

He yawned widely when someone knocked on the door- and soon a cute guy entered. James' eyebrows raised at the guy before he smirked widely and crossed his legs, chuckling to himself. He stood up and rolled his eyes at the manager's words before slowly exiting the room, "accidentaly" knocking off a vase before leaving. "Whoops." He laughed as he looked at the model and chuckled. "Yo." He only greeted the other this way as he took a step back and yawned, shaking his head before sighing. "Got anythin' to say?"

[yin_yang_lover]

Appearance: Has a scar coming from his left knee down to his ankle, he was drunk and messed with the wrong person, some guys girlfriend. He doesn't remember much from that fight. Oh and a tattoo on his right shoulder of a cross in memory of his father who fought in a war.

Name:

Desmond Blake

 

Age:

22

 

Like(s):

Partying with the fans, drinking somewhat- his buddies think its weird since he is trying to cut the drinking out ever since he almost lost his leg. He still can't remember why though. Always up for making noise whither it's on the drums he's pounding on or it's somebody that he's pounding into. Oh, and playing mind games with cops. He seems to have a knack for tricking them. He could careless for drugs but does every once in a while to get his mind focused on the task at hand.

 

Dislike(s):

When somebody breaks his drum sticks, he put some poor fan in the hospital for snapping them in half. Crying- oh god does he hate seeing people cry- it makes him feel guilty and like it's his fault. Hospital's... The smells... The noises... It creeps him out!

 

Personality:

Slow at processing things at first but is a quick learner. He is somewhat down to earth and mellow around his friends but around fans- overly flirty, loud and funny. His friends worry about him sometimes because he does zone out every once in a while. But when somebody catches his attention, he tries everything in his whole being for that person to notice him. At times when he isn't zoned out he is serious and puts his nose to the grind stone to get whatever it is that needs to be done and on time.

 

Past:

He was born in a military family- his father may his soul rest in peace was a general and very strict with him mostly since he didn't show any interest in joining the army but in music instead. His mother on the other hand was hardly ever home due to her job, she traveled a lot so he hardly ever saw her. His father on the other hand rode his ass consistently about his music. He still remember his parting words to his father which were not nice. He has two older brother's one of which is the chief of police, and the other is in prison for stealing. So his up bringing wasn't a walk in the park. Which- explains why he has trouble understanding things right away.

 

Other:

Blacks out when he is super drunk. Hate's cat's one of them scratched the living hell out of him before.

 

Band Position:

Drummer

 

Sexual Orientation:

Which is being pansexual- he doesn't care if your female- male or both.

 

Catch Phrase:

"They go crazy when I start my banging!"

 

 

Desmond was spinning his drum sticks around looking at the wall and not the manager- he didn't hear a word he had said- something about the wall was fascinating him, maybe it was the color? He blinked his light brown eyes finally looking at the man with a nicely sculpted thin brown eyebrow raised up in pure confusion.

 

"I'm sorry? Did you say something? Because if you were, can you repeat it?" He looked so lost just than. He was ready about to start tapping a beat on his black tight acid washed jean covered knee. His pants hugged his legs showing off the muscles that were there.

 

However, that was until he caught sight of a rather cute model walking in and talking. Okay- now he was paying attention. But when he saw James get up and leaving also pushing off their manager's vase. He stood up too and waved bye to the man with a bored look on his face.

 

"Seeya!" When he exited the room he started to tap the wall lightly with his favorite black and red flamed drum sticks. He moved his way slowly over towards his band mate and the cute guy that had peaked his interest.

 

As he approached he grinned widely and winked at the guy- "Hiya! I'm Desmond Blake! Nice to meet ya!" He said in a happy go lucky tone of voice while he leaned against the wall and tapping the sticks against his stomach now.

[FatPanda]

 

 

 

Stage Name: Azke

Pronounced "as" "key"

Derived from taking the first two letters of both his first and last name

Birth Name: Azel Keriam

Appearance:

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Black

Skin Tone: Pale

Build: Lanky

Accessories: Wears glasses when reading or writing

Other: Has three piercings on his right ear and one on his left; has his zodiac sign and birth date tattooed on his left scapula.

 

Age: 23

Band Position: Bass guitarist

Sexuality: Bicurious pervert

Bicurious - (of a heterosexual person) interested in having a sexual experience with a person of the same sex.

Pervert - a person whose sexual behavior is regarded as abnormal and unacceptable.

Azke will technically be a heterosexual but he is interested in having sex with someone of the same sex just for the fun of it and that person ends up being Eiichi. He "falls in love" with him; it's not an actual romantic love but rather him experimenting with homosexuality because he takes an unusually high interest in Eiichi.

Like(s): Coffee, big butts, daring or kinky things, and sex

Dislike(s): Boredom

More precisely, unexciting things.

Personality: Carefree and optimistic

Azke doesn't worry when he doesn't need to. He likes to go with the flow of things; winging anything he can. He prefers to do things his way and doesn't listen well to others's plans. Though he always meets deadlines when they're set, he chooses his own pace to do the task. Usually this means he works alone. With music, he works with what the others have and adds to it instead of coming up with his part separately. He doesn't enjoy being stressed. If he can, he will look on the brighter side of everything because it weighs less on his mind than the counter pessimistic side.

Past: Nothing unusual

He grew up in a normal family in a normal home, attended normal public schools, and had a few girlfriends. His family consists of grandmother, father, mother, older sister, and younger sister. He paid attention in some classes and not so much in some other ones but he always passed his courses. Though some made the cut just barely, he relaxed his way through high school. He never knew what he wanted to do but somehow found himself forming a band and playing the bass. Though more than the average, he had a few girlfriends. Some relationships ended on bad terms and some not so bad.

Catch Phrase: "If you can think it, you can do it."

Private life: "Dat ass, yo"

 

 

Azke sat in the little office, nodding his head to every word but only registering a few. He could tell Mr. Kyo was upset and he felt bad for making the man's life difficult but it was just so much easier to go to a bar than drink at home. Even with the lecture though, he was sure nothing bad had happened. It wasn't like they'd done anything that would hurt their reputation; they hadn't killed anyone. So he didn't care much about it. Damage would be paid for with the money they made anyway. Being guilt-ridden was too stressful for him to handle. He'd rather just lay back and take the one time nagging. So that he did.

 

Oh right, the live. Oops. They'd totally forgotten about it last night. They were too busy celebrating being... well, famous... that they'd forgotten their schedule. It wasn't like they just made it big but once in a while it felt good to celebrate being top stars, especially when your schedule got busy and you needed a break. He'd partied so hard that he wiped out. Wow, $24,000 in damage... we did good. Azke laughed inwardly to himself at how intense they got when they were drunk. If divided evenly, that came to around $8000 a member and he was proud he could wreck so much havoc in one night.

 

Though he agreed immensely with James, he was about to apologize for missing the live. It would get them a little more out of trouble if he did and perhaps Mr. Kyo would overlook their drinking habits. That'd definitely work in their favour the next time they got busted. But before he did, their talk was interrupted. In came a cute brown-haired boy who wasn't really Azke's type, being a guy and all, but he liked the way the boy's butt moved. He ogled at the sight, amused by how lovely the man looked. A model, eh? That was of course why the other was so stunning. Azke stared at the one introduced as Eiichi. He was thinking about commenting on the butt to his two childhood friends but instead he noticed how interested in the man they were themselves.

 

He was too intrigued by the boy and his bandmates' reactions to pay any attention to the glare from his manager but he did at least hear the suggestion to leave. Leaving the room, he silently bowed his apologies for James who didn't seem to give a damn they could very well be fired and knocked the vase over. It wasn't like Azke was going to listen to the man either but life was easier if they kept a low profile. On top of that, it wasn't a good idea to piss off their manager when he was about to talk to someone important. It could've very well been someone they could've worked with in the near future. He showed a "sincerely" apologetic face to the man before closing the door behind them. He didn't really feel sorry but it would get the job done quicker to pretend he was.

 

Outside the room, there were awkwardly nonchalant greetings. It was like his friends were shamelessly unconscious that the model had come in on their lecture, so very them. They'd always been that way since childhood. He'd grown up with them and that's how they'd always been in his eyes. He supposed that's why they got along so well. Azke watched the other two act near indifferent to the boy's beauty but he himself couldn't hide how attracted to the model he was. The man was a model after all. The way the beaning clung to his head and earrings shimmered by his face, Eiichi drew Azke's attention from anything else.

 

"Eiichi, nice to meet you as well. I'm Azel, Azel Keriam, but everyone just calls me by my stage name, Azke. If you'd like though, you can be the exception to call me Azel." Offering his introduction last with a wink, he added, "You say you've heard some of our songs. So which is your favourite?" Eiichi didn't sound like a Star Struck enthusiast. Azke wanted to make sure he was... well, he didn't really know what he wanted Eiichi to think of them, whether he be a fan or not. He just wanted to know what Eiichi thought about them, about him. He found his heart beating rhythmically to Desmond's drumming as he anticipated an answer. On a regular occasion he'd have hit the drummer for the random tapping but right then, he could hear the sound of his bass ringing as he gazed at the lovely figure. Inspiration for a song floated into his mind filled with Eiichi.

[Sosuke0549]

Eiichi didn't notice how the boys looked at him. But he did see how James knocked over Mr.Kyo's vase.

"Whoops."[/Quote]

The singer looked at him laughing. Perhaps looking for approval but he just looked away.

"Yo." [/Quote]

He didn't respond. The other acted like he was the king of the world. Clearly the money and the fame had gotten to his head.

What a Jerk

"Got anythin' to say?"[/Quote]

"Other then you did that on perpous, which was not cool. I can see why the media loves talking about you."

He said rather rudely. He frowned at James just as the drummer introduced himself.

 

"Hiya! I'm Desmond Blake! Nice to meet ya!" [/Quote]

He gave a kind smile to him. Ignoring the singer. Now the drummer didn't seem so bad. He seemed rather joyful and kind. But judging at how he spaced out during Mr.Kyo's lecture and druming constantly. He was...eccentric...and perhaps a tad annoying with his random drumming on anything And everything. But he couldn't help but notice how handsome the drummer was. His pretty brown hair and eyes. He had a normal look to him But...he was still very attractive.

"It's nice to meet you"

And then the guitarist introduced himself.

"Eiichi, nice to meet you as well. I'm Azel, Azel Keriam, but everyone just calls me by my stage name, Azke. If you'd like though, you can be the exception to call me Azel." [/Quote]

Eiichi was surprised to see how charming this man was. Nothing like his bandmates and unlike them He seemed very sorry for what ever Mr.Kyo was yelling at them about. All the boys were different and he'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't attracted to to boys. But this one seemed to stick out above all the rest, and not only that But he acted like a professional. He blushed very faintly as the man winked at him, catching him off guard.

"You say you've heard some of our songs. So which is your favourite?"[/Quote]

Eiichi wasn't really a fan of the boys. Sure they could make great music but when your in the media 24-7 doing bad things. Well... it made them less appealing in his perspective. Not to mention he noticed that the boy band never once donated any of there money. Showing how selfish they were- and he hadn't heard anything about them volunteering for anything.

"Oh...well my favorite would probably have to be Love Me, it just has everything in it."

He looked away.

"But anyway...It was nice meeting you three- but I should go"

He reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone, checking the time. He didn't really have anything to do, He was probably gonna go to a restaurant and have a nice lunch. He was clearly not a fan...he didn't ask for there phone number, autograph, or a picture.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

"Oh, no shit! Man, I totally thought that was an accident." James rolled his eyes as he looked at Eiichi. "And you really think I give a single fuck about the fact that you think it wasn't cool?" He asked with raised eyebrows, as if he was really, honestly surprised before letting out a laugh. "Of course the media loves talking about me~ Wanna find out why?" The singer asked with a wink before laughing and shaking his head. He glanced at Azke, then at Desmond and grinned widely. "Guys, don't we have some recording tomorrow? Wanna go and practice a bit?" He asked with a grin on his face, now simply ignoring Eiichi. For all he knew, the model could simply disappear.

 

He ran a hand over his hair before chuckling to himself. "Maybe get some girl afterwards, y'know, as a small reward~" He offered with a snicker while already heading towards the exit, wether his bandmates were coming or not. Even if he went alone, he could still get a nice, curvy girl... Or maybe a guy, for all he cared. If the media found out that he was bi, their reputation would probably rise even more!