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26th Design [text]
Dec. 7th, 2011 10:46 pmI ask only two things.
Let them all survive.
Let her be happy.
[ooc: He has no idea this has posted.]
Let them all survive.
Let her be happy.
[ooc: He has no idea this has posted.]
22nd Design [voice]
Sep. 11th, 2011 04:05 am[Shortly after midnight, Cinna's voice is something close to a plaintive wail as he finally gets the voice function to work instead of of the video. He is really not having the best weekend.]
I am a Stylist City, I command obscene sums from my clients and back home I am one of the most influential, if not the most influential Stylist in all of Panem!
You can not make all of my clothes disappear! I have a business to run!
[He takes a deep breath.] I realize it's late, but Katniss, Peeta, I'll be staying in the office all day behind closed doors.
No visitors.
[ooc: Since Cinna's entire business is clothing, everything at passione - all clothing, male and female that could fit Cinna has disappeared. Also, anything he tries to alter will disappear from his fingers. Black Bars, today, ladies and gentlemen and he is NOT happy about it.]
I am a Stylist City, I command obscene sums from my clients and back home I am one of the most influential, if not the most influential Stylist in all of Panem!
You can not make all of my clothes disappear! I have a business to run!
[He takes a deep breath.] I realize it's late, but Katniss, Peeta, I'll be staying in the office all day behind closed doors.
No visitors.
[ooc: Since Cinna's entire business is clothing, everything at passione - all clothing, male and female that could fit Cinna has disappeared. Also, anything he tries to alter will disappear from his fingers. Black Bars, today, ladies and gentlemen and he is NOT happy about it.]
19th Design [video]
Jun. 18th, 2011 03:18 pm[Have a nice, interior shot of a very full passionné and a swivel to a very happy Cinna, standing on the stairs to the second floor.]
Well, I'll certainly say this is a nice way to cap off that week. Full house all around, my reputation must precede me.
If there's anyone here that would like to say hello, I'll be here at the shop, come on by.
[ooc: Anything goes, just don't tell him he's supposed to be played by Lenny Kravtiz.]
Well, I'll certainly say this is a nice way to cap off that week. Full house all around, my reputation must precede me.
If there's anyone here that would like to say hello, I'll be here at the shop, come on by.
[ooc: Anything goes, just don't tell him he's supposed to be played by Lenny Kravtiz.]
18th Design [video]
Jun. 5th, 2011 01:33 pm[Welcome to the falling and spinning image of Cinna's office and workroom. Finally spinning to a stop on the ground, you're in time to see a dress form fall to the ground. The dress on it is half-done, a few ribbons and scraps of fabric hanging off, which might explain (or not) why the dress is suddenly pounced on by Cinna, who is already covered by a number of ribbons and bits of string. With a hand he starts batting and pulling at the flapping bits of fabric, laughing as they move and unravel. Those who know him will notice that he's rarely seemed so... gleeful. It seems acting like a cat suits him a bit.
In the background, there's another crash and Cinna's head pops up, turning to see a large spool of iridescent thread rolling by, followed by an equally happy and giggling Katniss. She, too, seems to be enjoying herself quite a bit. He watches her for a moment, maybe two, twitching a little before he gets up with a burst of energy to chase after them both.]
Katniss! Share! I want that one, it's shiny! Stop! I want to play with that one!
[They both disappear off-screen and there's another crash, followed by a playful hiss. The sound of two people laughing and wrestling follows, and then the spool rolls back the other way across the camera's view. Another beat and now both Katniss and Cinna scramble over the ground after it, crashing into the dress form and knocking into the camera again, turning it off.]
[ooc: Never leave cats in fabric stores or shops, kids, bad things happen.]
In the background, there's another crash and Cinna's head pops up, turning to see a large spool of iridescent thread rolling by, followed by an equally happy and giggling Katniss. She, too, seems to be enjoying herself quite a bit. He watches her for a moment, maybe two, twitching a little before he gets up with a burst of energy to chase after them both.]
Katniss! Share! I want that one, it's shiny! Stop! I want to play with that one!
[They both disappear off-screen and there's another crash, followed by a playful hiss. The sound of two people laughing and wrestling follows, and then the spool rolls back the other way across the camera's view. Another beat and now both Katniss and Cinna scramble over the ground after it, crashing into the dress form and knocking into the camera again, turning it off.]
[ooc: Never leave cats in fabric stores or shops, kids, bad things happen.]
17th Design [voice/video]
Apr. 29th, 2011 02:40 pmTo all of those invited to the private tours of passionné today, I have to apologize in advance. You are still more than welcome to come by, but I warn you that everything of value has been covered to protect it from my more recent... acquisitions. And speaking of, does anyone know what this one is?
[The camera clicks on for a moment to show a Resplendant Quetzal perched on his arm.]
I recognize the others, but this one is a mystery to me.
[In the background, you can also see three peacocks. All of them are tethered to Cinna's wrist by fine silver chains.
Suddenly the device is dropped and when it stops bouncing and spinning, you can look up to see Cinna batting at his head.]
That is my ear you buzzing little menace, not a flower!
[Stopping, he sinks back into his office chair and as he reaches for the device on the floor, you can see a tiny pair of hummingbirds, their needle-like beaks poking at Cinna's head, probably wondering where all of their delicious nectar had gotten to. They too are tethered, the chains so thin as to almost be invisible, but they glint in the afternoon light coming in the office.
Rubbing the side of his face, he sighs before he speaks.]
As I said, you can still come, just... advising you of the situation.
[He turns the camera off.]
[The camera clicks on for a moment to show a Resplendant Quetzal perched on his arm.]
I recognize the others, but this one is a mystery to me.
[In the background, you can also see three peacocks. All of them are tethered to Cinna's wrist by fine silver chains.
Suddenly the device is dropped and when it stops bouncing and spinning, you can look up to see Cinna batting at his head.]
That is my ear you buzzing little menace, not a flower!
[Stopping, he sinks back into his office chair and as he reaches for the device on the floor, you can see a tiny pair of hummingbirds, their needle-like beaks poking at Cinna's head, probably wondering where all of their delicious nectar had gotten to. They too are tethered, the chains so thin as to almost be invisible, but they glint in the afternoon light coming in the office.
Rubbing the side of his face, he sighs before he speaks.]
As I said, you can still come, just... advising you of the situation.
[He turns the camera off.]
15th Design [accidental video]
Mar. 6th, 2011 06:39 pm[Here's Cinna, standing outside, next to your typical covered wagon. He's in, gasp, common clothing and a big floppy hat which is currently held in his hand as he scratches his head.]
Why won't it move forward?
[He kicks the wheel and the entire wagon leans.]
...That wasn't supposed to happen was it?
[ooc: Cinna is a banker, which means rich, but skill-less. Oops. Good luck fixing that axle, right? Party members include Billy and possibly Rue. Anyone else care to join?]
Why won't it move forward?
[He kicks the wheel and the entire wagon leans.]
...That wasn't supposed to happen was it?
[ooc: Cinna is a banker, which means rich, but skill-less. Oops. Good luck fixing that axle, right? Party members include Billy and possibly Rue. Anyone else care to join?]
14th Design [accidental video]
Feb. 19th, 2011 05:19 am[The camera clicks on into a semi-dark bedroom. The early morning sun shines weakly through curtains and blinds to show a bed, covers all askew. An alarm goes off and the covers move as whoever is underneath them starts to slide out of bed...
...and falls to the floor with a surprised bark.
From the far edge of the bed, the head of adog and blinks a few times. A paw is clumsily set on top of the covers and he looks at it, eyes wide.
With the alarm still going off in the distance, you can just hear a soft whine as the dog looks at his paw again, and then over to the alarm clock.
It's going to be a very long day.]
[ooc: We're just going to assume that all three of the dog icons are of the same dog, mmmkay? They're close matches but not perfect. Today Cinna is an Italian Greyhound which is like a "toy" version of a normal greyhound. He's about 20 inches tall at the shoulder and weighs about 18lbs.
Apartment-mates can probably hear the alarm (if they're not cursed themselves) and action for them is welcome. Heck, if anyone wants to action something out he will be walking around the City later in the day. Just because he's a dog doesn't mean he can't go check on construction at the shop. Anyone else will have to be video.
Also, I'll tag when I get back this afternoon, I just wanted to get this up now.]
...and falls to the floor with a surprised bark.
From the far edge of the bed, the head of adog and blinks a few times. A paw is clumsily set on top of the covers and he looks at it, eyes wide.
With the alarm still going off in the distance, you can just hear a soft whine as the dog looks at his paw again, and then over to the alarm clock.
It's going to be a very long day.]
[ooc: We're just going to assume that all three of the dog icons are of the same dog, mmmkay? They're close matches but not perfect. Today Cinna is an Italian Greyhound which is like a "toy" version of a normal greyhound. He's about 20 inches tall at the shoulder and weighs about 18lbs.
Apartment-mates can probably hear the alarm (if they're not cursed themselves) and action for them is welcome. Heck, if anyone wants to action something out he will be walking around the City later in the day. Just because he's a dog doesn't mean he can't go check on construction at the shop. Anyone else will have to be video.
Also, I'll tag when I get back this afternoon, I just wanted to get this up now.]
7th Design [accidental video/voice]
Nov. 20th, 2010 12:53 pm[The video opens on Cinna, sitting on the train. The device is laying on the seat across from him so the view is a little cock-eyed, but you can clearly see him sitting on the seat, hand-stitching the hem of a skirt and trying very hard not to look out the window.
Every so often the picture goes to static or jumps and rolls as the signal waxes and wanes in strength.
Finally, he finishes his hem, ties off his thread, and pulling the scissors from his bag, he snips the end. Once finished, you can see him place his instruments back in their proper places - needle in a magnetic case, spool of thread in a plastic one, the scissors slipped into a case of their own all with their own places inside his bag. Meticulous, thy name is Cinna. The skirt is draped over the seat.
It's Rue-sized, for those who would notice those things, and embroidered with yellow flowers.
The picture jumps again, this time blacking out for a moment, the sound of the train continuing on in the darkness. With a hiss of static, the picture's back and Cinna can be seen, but not his face as she's standing, arms up like he's reaching for something. When he comes into view the bag is gone, presumably neatly stowed on the rack above his head.
He pauses, eyes tranfixed on the view for a moment as the picture rolls and words can barely be heard.]
That's Twelve.
[It takes a moment for him to tear his eyes away and when he does, they fall on the network device, it's blinking red light letting him know he's been seen. His eyes roll with the picture as he reaches out and picks it up, his expression solemn, but slightly amused.]
( Cut for length and the coup de grâce. )
[ooc: Backdated to high noon. Anyone is free to action or otherwise spam this post.]
Every so often the picture goes to static or jumps and rolls as the signal waxes and wanes in strength.
Finally, he finishes his hem, ties off his thread, and pulling the scissors from his bag, he snips the end. Once finished, you can see him place his instruments back in their proper places - needle in a magnetic case, spool of thread in a plastic one, the scissors slipped into a case of their own all with their own places inside his bag. Meticulous, thy name is Cinna. The skirt is draped over the seat.
It's Rue-sized, for those who would notice those things, and embroidered with yellow flowers.
The picture jumps again, this time blacking out for a moment, the sound of the train continuing on in the darkness. With a hiss of static, the picture's back and Cinna can be seen, but not his face as she's standing, arms up like he's reaching for something. When he comes into view the bag is gone, presumably neatly stowed on the rack above his head.
He pauses, eyes tranfixed on the view for a moment as the picture rolls and words can barely be heard.]
That's Twelve.
[It takes a moment for him to tear his eyes away and when he does, they fall on the network device, it's blinking red light letting him know he's been seen. His eyes roll with the picture as he reaches out and picks it up, his expression solemn, but slightly amused.]
( Cut for length and the coup de grâce. )[ooc: Backdated to high noon. Anyone is free to action or otherwise spam this post.]
5th Design [video]
Oct. 7th, 2010 03:24 pm[The video opens, scanning over a worktable filled with sketches for costumes the likes of which you've never seen before. There's scraps of chemical formulas, papers with measurements, and partially pieced together garments. As Cinna speaks, he'll be showing off his work both completed garments and sketches.]
City, you need help. I've seen your costumes, and your so-called fancier fare and frankly you wouldn't last a week in the more fashionable districts of the Capitol. Luckily, you've been blessed with the arrival of a man that solve all of your problems. The best designer this City or the Capitol has ever seen, and quite the dashing figure on his own - if I do say so myself - the one, the only, the incomparable....
Me. [He beams, mugging for the camera like its a Games interview and taking a pose, perched on the edge of a table.]
And with the looming holiday, now is the best time to make use of my considerable talent and expertise. What's your pleasure, City? [He pulls a few sketches and starts showing them to the camera.] Elaborate and fantastical? A look back to the past? Perhaps even for the children?
Do you hail from a unique culture?
I can and have done it all, my friends, and there's no one in the City that can do it better. [He pulls a piece of fabric and wraps it around his fingers.] I'll make you shine like a star - [He lights a match and the fabric burns... without any damage to the hand it's in!]] - and set you to burn brighter than any flame.
However, as brilliant as I am, my time is finite. [He shakes his fingers and the fabric, unscathed, goes out as he drops it to the floor.] Genius like this has to sleep sometime, you know. So get your orders in early, you really shouldn't miss out on an opportunity like this.
[He leans forward and the public feed goes dark.]
[Private feed to Rosella]
Rosella, I apologize for the delay, but you can't rush genius. [The camera shakes as it turns to reveal three dresses.(ooc: the train on the second dress only brushes the ground and the belt has several bags attached to it.)]
I think the first two will serve you well wandering around. I've made some additional belts and a couple of bags you can look at for your tools and whatever you'd like to carry. [He pulls the goggles off the first dress.] These are rather useful, the material is completely is scratch-resistant and almost completely shatter-proof. The tint adjust to the ambient light as well.
[He places them back on the mannequin, moving to the second, pointing out the features.] The second dress has a number of loops and hooks on the belt for the easy addition and removing of pouches, even weapons if you're so inclined. The gloves are made of a custom fabric that is extremely insulating, but breathes like summer linen. The boots can be remade flat, but I thought the heels might be a nice touch.
As for this last piece, when I met you I couldn't resist making you something a little more... elegant. This soft leather bodice is removable - [He deftly unfastens the covering and sets it aside, revealing a simplek off-the-shoulder silk bodice that flows seamlessly into the gold beaded skirt.] - and not necessary to complete the outfit, but I daresay it's lovely nonetheless.
You're welcome to come get it at your leisure.
[End feed]
City, you need help. I've seen your costumes, and your so-called fancier fare and frankly you wouldn't last a week in the more fashionable districts of the Capitol. Luckily, you've been blessed with the arrival of a man that solve all of your problems. The best designer this City or the Capitol has ever seen, and quite the dashing figure on his own - if I do say so myself - the one, the only, the incomparable....
Me. [He beams, mugging for the camera like its a Games interview and taking a pose, perched on the edge of a table.]
And with the looming holiday, now is the best time to make use of my considerable talent and expertise. What's your pleasure, City? [He pulls a few sketches and starts showing them to the camera.] Elaborate and fantastical? A look back to the past? Perhaps even for the children?
Do you hail from a unique culture?
I can and have done it all, my friends, and there's no one in the City that can do it better. [He pulls a piece of fabric and wraps it around his fingers.] I'll make you shine like a star - [He lights a match and the fabric burns... without any damage to the hand it's in!]] - and set you to burn brighter than any flame.
However, as brilliant as I am, my time is finite. [He shakes his fingers and the fabric, unscathed, goes out as he drops it to the floor.] Genius like this has to sleep sometime, you know. So get your orders in early, you really shouldn't miss out on an opportunity like this.
[He leans forward and the public feed goes dark.]
[Private feed to Rosella]
Rosella, I apologize for the delay, but you can't rush genius. [The camera shakes as it turns to reveal three dresses.(ooc: the train on the second dress only brushes the ground and the belt has several bags attached to it.)]
I think the first two will serve you well wandering around. I've made some additional belts and a couple of bags you can look at for your tools and whatever you'd like to carry. [He pulls the goggles off the first dress.] These are rather useful, the material is completely is scratch-resistant and almost completely shatter-proof. The tint adjust to the ambient light as well.
[He places them back on the mannequin, moving to the second, pointing out the features.] The second dress has a number of loops and hooks on the belt for the easy addition and removing of pouches, even weapons if you're so inclined. The gloves are made of a custom fabric that is extremely insulating, but breathes like summer linen. The boots can be remade flat, but I thought the heels might be a nice touch.
As for this last piece, when I met you I couldn't resist making you something a little more... elegant. This soft leather bodice is removable - [He deftly unfastens the covering and sets it aside, revealing a simplek off-the-shoulder silk bodice that flows seamlessly into the gold beaded skirt.] - and not necessary to complete the outfit, but I daresay it's lovely nonetheless.
You're welcome to come get it at your leisure.
[End feed]
4th Design [voice/action]
Sep. 15th, 2010 10:03 pm[Cinna's normally genial tone seems a bit thin today as he delivers the following announcements.]
Cast for the current production, please see me as soon as possible so we can do fittings. Additionally, Miss Rosella, if you'd like to stop by I have some samples for you to look over.
[Action]
( Lost in thought. )
Cast for the current production, please see me as soon as possible so we can do fittings. Additionally, Miss Rosella, if you'd like to stop by I have some samples for you to look over.
[Action]
( Lost in thought. )3rd Design [voice]
Aug. 25th, 2010 11:55 pm[There's a very dry and quite possibly bored sounding voice on the line.]
Attention Westerberg High Home Economics students.
Let's aim high, shall we? Or at least higher than your normal, run-of-the-mill examples of mediocrity. Your sewing samples are due at the end of the week, remember - you fingers are not fabric, kindly keep them out of the way of the needles. The school nurse and I appreciate it.
Performers in this semester's theatrical production, you have three days to come by my office for measurements. My free period is after last lunch. That's three days, not "When I feel like it."
Additionally, Tarrant has decided to start a Sewing Club, something I think we all could benefit from judging from the fashions I witnessed these first few days. Perhaps this is the year one of you will show some initiative and actually design original prom wear instead of settling for some off-the-rack taffeta disaster.
...or perhaps not.
Attention Westerberg High Home Economics students.
Let's aim high, shall we? Or at least higher than your normal, run-of-the-mill examples of mediocrity. Your sewing samples are due at the end of the week, remember - you fingers are not fabric, kindly keep them out of the way of the needles. The school nurse and I appreciate it.
Performers in this semester's theatrical production, you have three days to come by my office for measurements. My free period is after last lunch. That's three days, not "When I feel like it."
Additionally, Tarrant has decided to start a Sewing Club, something I think we all could benefit from judging from the fashions I witnessed these first few days. Perhaps this is the year one of you will show some initiative and actually design original prom wear instead of settling for some off-the-rack taffeta disaster.
...or perhaps not.
