Ryouran Advertising Department
Public / Group
Public / Group
The word ryouran means to beautifully fall out of order. This single word best describes the atmosphere of the company, a glorious catastrophe. Ryouran is a small business located in a cheap, somewhat run-down building hidden away in a corner of the Shinjuku that several artists, managers, marketers and other various workers call “home.” Despite its beyond modest appearance, Ryouran produces high-quality advertisements for the other local businesses, however the true magic lies within the walls of the building.
Rp Time!
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Makio glances between the two of them briefly, then meets Gunther’s eyes for a moment. “Nice to meet you.” He said with a deep bow, holding his camera close to his chest “Please treat me kindly.”
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Gunther looks at Makio but smiles, “You don’t have to worry about me harming you in any way. Anyways I’m just here because we were working on the lyrics a bit more to fit with the music. You guys want to here?”
Arrenadd looks to his brother then back to the others before he sits in the chair and starts to mess with sound a bit.
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Makio shrugs, “I’m not good with words.” He said softly yet bluntly in a somewhat awkward way that seemed to suggest social ineptitude. He lifted his camera up to his face, looking around the room through the viewfinder for a moment.
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Gunther shrugs, “That’s fine we just need to know if it sounds good or not.” He looks to Arrenadd.
Arrenadd stands back up and nods, “Musics ready we just need to get into the booth and sing.”
Gunther nods and heads to the sound booth.
Arrenadd smiles at the other two before following his brother in.
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Makio nodded, still wary of his ability to critique the music. He pulled himself onto a table in the back, slowly kicking his legs back and fourth, watching the other two as they prepared and entered the sound booth.
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Arrenadd looks to his brother and when he nods he presses a button on a remote he had to start the music.
( https://youtu.be/dct1we-E_Mc
This is the song and what their voices sound like.)
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As they finished, Makio didn’t really know how to respond. He looked between Arrenadd and Gunther as if searching for some kind of clue on their faces. Unable to find one, he decided to follow his instincts. slid off the table, stood, bowed and said, “Thank you for your hard work!” In a monotone yet awkward voice. Quickly, he realized that his instincts were about as inept as the rest of him, yet decided to trust them again, putting his hands in his pockets and turning to flee the uncomfortable atmosphere he assumed he caused.
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Arrrenadd, blinks as he watches him. “What did you think of it?” He asks before Makio could leave.
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Makio paused and turned back around, “Ah… I dunno…” He murmured, fiddling with the camera strap, “It was good.” He answered tentatively.
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Arrenadd looks at him for a moment before a smiles forms on his face, “Thanks.”
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Makio nodded, returning Arrenadd’s smile with a small, somewhat shaky one of his own. He put his hands in his pockets and fidgeted awkwardly for a moment, “En…. Is that all you need?” He asked somewhat tentatively.
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“Oh.. yeah thanks again.” Arrenadd says as he watches Makio.
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Makio nodded and hesitated for a moment before leaving to return to his desk. He slumped over in his chair, letting his head rest down on his desk with a slight sigh, staring off into space for a moment before taking out his phone and texting rapidly.
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Arrenadd watched him go before talking with his brother about changing a few things.