Beyond the Curtain.

Cervantes:

"Fuck..." Cervie grumbled under his breath as he stood up. Kasamaru had left just a couple minutes before. Cervie knew he had to do this, else Cameron could really fuck his career over... With a heavy sigh, he walked out of his trailer, looking up he noticed Rocky's trailer off to his side and decided to drop in on the young man for a moment. Even though he was as young as he was, he always seemed to have the perfect answer to any situation. The kid had practically become Cervie's confidant. The thought brought a smile to Cervie's lips, it wasn't a usual uccurance to find a friend in hollyweird for little more than a year...

He knocked on the door to Rocky's trailer then and waited for an answer.

OOC: Thank you all, I am so glad to have so many wonderful players interested in this thread.
 
Leonce

Crushing out the cigarette butt, I sigh at having found no quality coffee. Just some old, cold dregs of grounds. Typical. I could hear Dominique spouting off at her devoted fans about candy canes. 'They were cool, even if they were way out of season and now too brittle for consumption. But what the hell, it was her best scene. Well there was that one other scene...., but that is another story,' I shuddered at the memory.

It would be some time before the next shot so I wandered back to my dressing room and slumped into my uncomfortable chair. Looking at the disheveled mass my hair had become I shook my head. It would take the hairdressers hours to get the rain soaked snarls out of my locks. "Dirty fingernails, messed up hair, cut hands, soaked to the bone and cold constantly... What the hell are you doing here?" I asked myself aloud. Then as I peered into those tired clam eyes in the mirror, "Oh yeah, its the money, thats right." It was a really good paying gig, afterall.

Not wnatign to mess up the painful work of the hairdressers had done to my hair I folded my arms on the dressing table and rested my closed eyes over my forearms.
 
kasamaru:jc just will not stop yelling


''dammit you littel punk!I thought you said you can get cervie out!''kas was not in the mood for this type off people at the moment.he's already being threatin to be sued by his own director for punching his lights out.''listen j.b.,g.c,c,b!it's late i'm in a bad mood,and i want to go out for an drink so leave me along!''



kas pushed j.c out of the way....''anyways i don't feel like being sued by another directr for punching him!''
 
Korr whispered too Cerriel, "You know it seems Kasamaro is disposed at the minute, my new viper is right outside, let's allow him to countinue his meeting."
 
kas

''dammit kasamaru!come back here!!!!fucking twerp!!''that pushed kasamaru.kasamaru grabed j.c and picked him up at least 5 inches above him''listen asshole if you ever call me a fucking twerp again i will stuff with daggers to high hell!!!!''korr and cerrial was shocked,they knew kasamaru had an temper but they didn't know how extream his temper was
 
Richard opened the door, half expecting an assistant to be there.

"Have we settled..." he paused, seeing that it was Cervantes himself, "Oh, there you are. I thought maybe you had walked off for real this time. Come in, come in."

He moved over to the big couch, grabbing the pizza boes covering it, and throwing them at the far bed.

"Sorry for the mess, I wasn't exactly expecting company. Hell, I haven't been in here for more than a couple of minutes in the last month or so. Sit down, take a load off..."

He sat in the small chair facing a mirror, on the table were an assortment of different vials and make-up things. He insisted he do his own make-up. As a staged actor, he had spent years doing make-up. Of course, the assistant usually puts some finishing touches. As good as one thinks he is, there is always room for potential.

"You want water, soda, I've got some of that new Vanilla coke stuff in here somewhere," he rose and looked into the fridge, "They sent me a pack, want me to do a few comercials for them."

(just so this doesn't take forever, if you accepted, Rocky gave you something, if you declined, he didn't)

He sat back in the chair, pausing for a moment. Just long enough, he thought, for both of them to compose their thoughts.

"So, what is it this time? Cameron again?"
 
kas:

kas finally came back to his sences.''damn damn damn i'm sorry cameron shit......''kas finally put j.c. down and left to get changed.he put off all his gear,soaked his sword and shield,in boiling water,and put on his confterble pants but kept his shirt on

''hey guy's,lets go''
 
Cervantes:

"Yeah, its Cameron again... This script, it just pisses me off, that Muffin girl and I are supposed to kiss..." Cervantes grumbled as he leaned back, ran his fingers through his hair, and took a sip of the vanilla coke Richard gave him. "I mean, there's not even a reason for it in the plot... They just up and kiss... What the hell is that? What I wouldn't give for another pirate movie..."
 
"Yeah, I know how Cameron's scripts are. In a few weeks, I have to make Rocky go through a room where a bunch of women are naked. For what reason, I don't know. It seems like fun, but there's nothing behind it."

He eyed the man, with an impassive honest look, "Everyone's had their problems with Cameron. Remember Linda Hamilton? She just about went crazy on the first Terminator movie. You've seen him out there, he's more concerned with props and the realism of the effects than with the actors or how anything works."

He stopped, the words hanging in the air, extending for what seemed like eternity.

"You know both you and I are the stars, without us, this picture isn't getting made, so I'll stand by any decision you make. What do you want to do?"
 
Cervantes:

With a sigh, Cervantes stood. "Well, as long as you're still in the movie, I'll put up with his noncence, Rich, even if I have to let that Muffin girl paw all over me..."
 
Korr

Finished with waiting for Cerriel, I reached for my secret stash of Yager and Red Bull in my mini-fridge. "Time to make myself a Yager Bomb!!!" Filling the glass halfway with red bull I searched for my shot glass.
 
hey korr?korr!kas started to bang on te door trying to get korr out''don't tell me me that you're makig that yager bull shit again!come on thats for the bar!''
 
(oh boy...he's on the yager again!i better get him before he relly thinks he's that savage)damnit korr you know what that does to you!
 
"You should be more concerned with what's going to happen to you if you don't leave me alone!!"
 
Rich nodded opening the door. He gave a thumbs up to one of the tech guys, who began running around the set, saying that the shooting was back on.

"Hey, if you want, we can have another production meeting with Cameron's people. It almost worked last time, instead of getting tarred and feathered, Rocky only had to wear a chicken outfit."

He said that as if it were some kind of resolution. It hadn't been though, in the hot desert, wearing a rubber chicken suit. He had passed out nearly a dozen times.

The problem was Cameron and Cervantes were the same stubborn rock-headed people. They were so alike, it was scary at times. Of course, neither would admit it.

"Everybody back to the set," Rich heard as he opened the door, walking out.

Make-up people were already running over to them, Rich grabbed the wig, putting it on himself.

He sighed, "Magic time."
 
Cervantes:

Striding out to the set, Cervantes took a long, deep breath. "Well, what are we waiting for people? Cameron? Action here? Where's that Muffin girl?" He fired off the questions quickly, then took his place next to Rich. "Thank you..." He whispered under his breath to Rich as they waited.
 
Rich nodded, knowing far that Cervantes had helped him more times than he had known, it was about time he returned the favor.
Cameron was talking to the set designer, complaining that a few scenes coming up in the weak weren't as perfect as he'd like them to be.
Rich sighed deeply, give the man a couple Academy awards, a hit T.V. show, and it all goes to his head.
Someone pulled him back to the set.
"Ok, ok, good. Here we are, we ready to roll?"
Rich gave a brief look around. A few of the other actor's had either left, or were goffing off somewhere.
Cameron's face went red, apparently he didn't like this one bit. He yelled to the costume designer to grab a couple of extra's, and put them into new outfits. They were getting this take, no matter what.
Muffin seemed ready, despite the look she gave to a few certain people as she passed them. Rich didn't want to bother with that at the moment though, he was more into becoming his character.
He shifted his body slightly, because Rocky has a bit of a limp, and made his eyes gloss over, as if he had been staring at a stump for the last couple of hours.
Finally, came the smile. This big bright four year old smile, as if he had just done the best thing in the world.
Yes, he was ready.
"Good, good, excellent," he stared into the camera for a moment, making final notes.
"Move some lights over here, and the backdrop. I want this thing as soon as possible."
 
wooohooo! WAAAAY cool idea Rave-baby!

Mia Taylor

Mia had played the infamous character Vixen in a previous pirate movie with the character Cervantes.

She had refused all offers of new roles for the last three years. Her absence from the screens bemoaned by fans the world over.

All 5'4" of her curvacious form radiated some sort of attention-grabbing hormones which caused most men, and even women to turn her way when she walked past. The martial arts training she'd had to do to pass off her fiesty character had only added to her charisma.

Her long silky dark hair swayed around her shoulders. She wore an almost indecent outfit of black leather pants and some sort of glittery silver top that barely concealed her breasts from view, exposing a fair amount of back. Silver high heels added a few extra inches to her height as she sauntered into the studio.

She paused dramatically and looked around. Dark sunglasses masking her expression. Instantly three people scurried over to help her in any way they could.

"Oooh, Ms. Taylor... a pleasure, can I get you a drink?"
"A cigarette?"
"A chair?"

She took a breath and exhaled slowly, before looking at one of the people begging to help her.

"I'm looking for Cervantes, and... oh there he is!" Completely ignoring the fact that tape was rolling she strided onto the stage and called out.

"Cervantes... daaahling!" Waving her hand at him as she walked into the frame. The director cursed colourfully which she charmingly ignored. Silver bangles shimmered and tinkled as she sashayed over.

"Ooops... silly me... have I interrupted something?" She asked innocently. She lowered her sunglasses and smiled seductively at the director who abruptly stopped his tirade and incredibly smiled back at her.
 
Cervantes:

"Mia?" Cervantes said under his breath as he looked up. "Mia! What the hell are you doing here?" He called out to her. He waved to Cameron and mouthed an appology then strode over to her. "We're kinda in the middle of shooting here..." He explained to her as he took her over to a corner of the studio. "This MUST be something important I trust..."
 
''korr......damnit you son of a gun!if you're going to make yourself an jackass at least do it in public!hey are you listening!?!''
 
Mia Taylor...

Ravenloft said:
Cervantes:

"Mia?" Cervantes said under his breath as he looked up. "Mia! What the hell are you doing here?" He called out to her. He waved to Cameron and mouthed an apology then strode over to her. "We're kinda in the middle of shooting here..." He explained to her as he took her over to a corner of the studio. "This MUST be something important I trust..."


"Important?" She repeated almost to herself, "isn't seeing me important?" She asked sweetly.

She could tell he was a little miffed at her blatant intrusion during filming, but he was admirably trying to hide his frustration with her. She did so enjoy playing him like that.

"I'd heard there was problems... wasn't this thing supposed to be finished by now?" She asked curiously, "but you're right of course, terribly rude of me to be interrupting, I'll just wait back here and watch until you're finished... 'k?" She smiled and leaned forward kissing him with a sudden passion on his lips. She waited just long enough for him to respond before she drew back.

Laughing softly she whispered, "I do hope you'll finish up quick, I REALLY want to talk to you."

She winked at him and sauntered over to where Cameron sat. As she passed Rich, she blew him a kiss and waved her fingers at him in hello. When she reached Cameron's side someone immediately brought her a chair. She sat with a flourish, laughing at something Cameron said. Cameron grinned back in response before clearly dragging himself back to the job at hand.
 
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Cervantes:

Mia kissed him before he could even react, and when he was finally able, she drew away. He stared at her for a moment, then coughed quietly and went back to his place on stage, seemingly in a daze.
 
Cameron...

Cameron barked out the order for the film to start rolling.

"Ok... places everybody! ACTION!" All the while his mind whirling. If he could get Mia Taylor to agree to be in his next film, getting people to bring in money would be a no-brainer. She hadn't been in a film for three years and the press still talked about her.

She refused most interviews, and the few she agreed to all tried asking the same question. When was she coming back to the big screen? Or any screen for that matter. She was always ready with a quick witty reply, but nothing to say she would ever BE back.

Having her ruin the last take was a small price to pay to have the opportunity to woo her into the next movie. He could name his price, people would beg to be part of it with her as the lead female. He'd noted Cervantes wasn't immune to her charms either... having them both on a film would be even better. He looked to his left where she sat. One of the crew had inched forward and was busy oogling her cleavage. She seemed unaware, or at least unpreturbed by this. She watched with an intent gaze as Cervantes and Muffin acted out the scene.

When it came to 'the kiss' Cameron noted that she seemed suddenly bored. She had found a compact in that tiny silver bag of her's and was busy fixing her already perfect make-up.
 
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