Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2014 8:57:20 GMT -8
The set is quite posh. In the centre of the room, there is a lacquered table and two expensive-looking, comfortable armchairs in a nice shade of lavender. Upon the table lies a tea set, and underneath the table is an expensive-looking Persian rug. Behind the little set up is a fire place. Above the fire place, in fancy letters, you can see the following...
You really have the impression that this is a prestigious show. How the heck did you get on this show anyways?! Because damn does your agent have connections... You're sitting in your chair, all comfortable, in formal clothes, and you're wondering when your host will arrive. And then, you here some music...
The upbeat intro of "Get Lucky" plays as a little lady badassly... waddles in and takes a seat. She is clad in a blazer and a little black pencil skirt, reminding you of a certain chancellor. She doesn't look too old, but she gives you the impression of an old soul. "Welcome to "The Asu Show"! Tune in for your daily dose of typos! Your interview may be a bit butchered, but man it'll be the wurst!" She sits down... and appears a little small for the chair. It looks like her feet don't touch the ground.
"Why hello there, Mister Bonnefoy. I'd like to welcome you to my show. It's very nice to MEAT you today. Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself?"
How will you introduce yourself, then? You like long walks on the beach, don't you?
He feels as if maybe there was a pun slipped in there somewhere, but frankly it's impossible to know for sure because it was vocalized. Nevertheless, he smiles at his hostess and nods.
"Bonjour, everyone, I am very pleased to be here. I am Francis Bonnefoy. My occupation is acting and modeling, but my hobbies include romance activities and admiring everything beautiful."
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mister Bonnefoy. I relish the fact that you've mustard the courage to ketchup to us about yourself. You are a fascinating new face. Don't think of it as too direct, but in this business, you'll probably be asked this often enough anyways, especially with how attractive you are. Tell me, darling... are you a duck in bed?"
Dang, the nerve of that lady, to ask something so direct right off the bat! Are you ready to televise your sex life just yet? Are you going to salvage your reputation? Be careful, this show has been known to make or break sex icons!
Aha, now he understands. This hostess's language is riddled with food puns it seems. The last question, however, had been unexpected. What on Earth did that mean? A duck... in bed?
He chuckles, making sure to play up to the camera. "Perhaps not a duck, ma chèrie, but I have been told I am like a swan. When I first began, just maybe -- how is that story, euh, the Ugly Duckling, oui? The duckling first began as what many considered to be a hideous creature, but he blossomed into the most beautiful swan out of them all. A very nice story. Like that, I would think."
"Now personally, I can't say I'm the best in bed, but I wish you the best luck there. I'm certain you'll bloom into a beautiful peacock one day! I see you're from France. I can hear it in your marvelous voice. Tell me how you're taking in the lovely Hollywood Hills. Shocking much?"
How's Hollywood, then? That accent's getting you brownie points.
A peacock. Is she serious? He had not been expecting this sort of eccentric interview. "Oh no, I would not say shocking. When I first moved here, yes, but I have now lived in the area for quite some number of years. My family was well entrenched in the world of Hollywood, ever since we first arrived."
"Fascinating. How fascinating. Positively shocking, isn't it? Quite different way to look at things, I suppose. You ever go travelling? You ever get homesick? What's one thing you miss from home?"
Miss anything from home? Great time to play up some sympathy by talking now.
This is a perfect opportunity, compared to the rest. "Ah, yes! I go back to France every now and then. It has been so much time since we moved to America... Homesick, mm, yes. I used to be quite often when I was younger. I missed it terribly. The thing I would miss the most, probably... The language. Not many speak French in America, not unlike other languages such as Spanish. It's so refreshing to hear the French words again whenever I go back to visit."
"I see, I see... Well, darling, I did some research on you. I basically stalked your Facebook and phoned the NSA!" You better fear if she really does have NSA connections, goodness. "Chef, come in!" A chef comes in with crème brûlée... Wow! You haven't seen this in a while, now have you?! "Why don't you have some sweetness?" The chef puts down the two plates upon the table. You go and take your dessert, and your host does the same. Using a tiny, silver spoon, your host takes a bite out of the heavenly ambrosia. "Mmm mmm... MMM. You have good taste! Did your grandma ever make something like this? This is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! Say, do you have any siblings or cousins in Hollywood that we should be aware of? Perhaps if you aren't available, our viewers would still like a piece, hmmm?"
If you have any apprehensions with family... well good luck. No use lying here. This lady probably already fact checked you.
(if yes) "Well won't we be quite interested! What're their numbers?"
Oh boy.
He thinks of both Elaine and Vash, and can't help but laugh at the question. "I could offer you my sister's and my cousin's, but I highly doubt my sister-in-law would appreciate it, nor would my cousin. In fact, they are both likely to react very badly... And I suppose we would not want to cause any incidents, hm?"
"Speaking of which, are you taken? I'm sure our audience is very interested! Any special man/lady in your life at the moment?"
Answering honestly might be the best way to go here... or not. Take it how you will.
(if yes) "Oh what a shame! We'll keep an eye out if the position'll be open, then. Might there be an application I can fill out and turn in the event the position is open?" your host says, and gives you a wink. Oh you hot person, you.
Look at you, earning some giggles from the audience. You charmer.
He places a hand on his heart, still obviously playing it up to the camera, but he is sincere. "I am afraid to break the news to all my fans, but yes. I have been in a relationship for sometime now... You will have to forgive me for not telling you all, but we are entitled to our private lives. I am sure my darling will come forward if they choose to."
"But anyways, enough about your life in the bedroom (or lack of it), we're just curious to know... what are your goals here in Hollywood? Any image or angle you going after in terms of roles/in general?"
This is your moment. Maybe you can get some people interested in you if you give yourself a certain image.
"I suppose I would just like to make a name for myself. Perhaps a cliche, but is that not what everyone desires? I want to be recognized for my work by inspiring people and making them feel with my acting. This is a difficult job, but so incredibly worth it when done right."
"You seem like an advice kind of guy. A very charming young man indeed! In fact, a fellow television host of mine happens to be a big fan of your work, but I won't delve into that," your host says, giggling. You can't help but wonder which television host this is. "Anyways! As you have said before, you do have two family members here in Hollywood. Elaine and Sebastian, yes? I heard as of recently, you have convinced Sebastian to enter the modelling world. May I ask why? He seems pretty content with what he's doing already. And are you going to consider convincing your sister to join modelling as well, lovely as she is?"
What a kind soul you are. Explain to the world your reasoning. Why would you try to move such a serious guy like your cousin into such a field when he clearly seems disinterested?
He nods. "Vash -- my name for Sebastian, you see -- he will not ever admit it, but he is a bit self-conscious. He has such a beautiful figure! He has the capability of doing anything, and I think it would be a shame if he did not try modelling at least once. I merely persuaded him to try and test the waters, as they say. Elaine, on the other hand, I have already tried! But she is much more comfortable with designing the clothes, and if she is content, I am as well."
"And another question. I appreciate your work in the romantic area of filmography. Excellent, excellent work! As quoted from a television host friend of mine, 'Francis Bonnefoy is the epitome of perfection. His work in Aimez-moi comme une Rose blew me away... I don't know if I could ever love again... He portrays a love so deep... deeper than where Godzilla lives under the sea. Deeper than the deepest trench in the ocean. Deeper than the whole diameter of the Earth. Deeper than the diameter of the Milky Way. Can a love ever be so true?' I don't think she'd appreciate if I... revealed her identity, come to say. I also happened to omit the 'aghiopaeghopiaegwiohpaehipgaeoipeihpea' that also came with that message, goodness. However, if you weren't working in romance, what kind of movies would you be doing?"
What exactly would you be doing? After all, you are very lovely in those romantic films already!
This seemed to be a loaded question. Well, here he goes. He dips his head, chuckling again. "Oh my, I am flattered! Tell your friend I am very appreciative of her review, s'il vous plaît! If not romance... perhaps I would dabble in some sort of action movie. They look like fun to do, and there are quite a few suave characters in the genre -- they sound like a great deal of fun."
"It looks like we'll have to wrap up in a bit, unfortunately. When you walk out of this studio, what is the first thing you'll do?"
What are you going to do when you walk out? Get a cup of Joe? Run over to another studio for more work? It's all up to you.
Oh good. As much as he was enjoying the quirky questions, it had been a bit tough at times. "I think I will head home for the brief amount of time I have for a break. I want to see my darling, you see," he winks.
"Good luck with that! Don't do anything too illegal! It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mister Bonnefoy. That's all for The Asu Show! We hope you've enjoyed being on the show, and do give us a shout-out to us when you can. Until next time, ciao~"
The Asu Show
You really have the impression that this is a prestigious show. How the heck did you get on this show anyways?! Because damn does your agent have connections... You're sitting in your chair, all comfortable, in formal clothes, and you're wondering when your host will arrive. And then, you here some music...
The upbeat intro of "Get Lucky" plays as a little lady badassly... waddles in and takes a seat. She is clad in a blazer and a little black pencil skirt, reminding you of a certain chancellor. She doesn't look too old, but she gives you the impression of an old soul. "Welcome to "The Asu Show"! Tune in for your daily dose of typos! Your interview may be a bit butchered, but man it'll be the wurst!" She sits down... and appears a little small for the chair. It looks like her feet don't touch the ground.
"Why hello there, Mister Bonnefoy. I'd like to welcome you to my show. It's very nice to MEAT you today. Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself?"
How will you introduce yourself, then? You like long walks on the beach, don't you?
He feels as if maybe there was a pun slipped in there somewhere, but frankly it's impossible to know for sure because it was vocalized. Nevertheless, he smiles at his hostess and nods.
"Bonjour, everyone, I am very pleased to be here. I am Francis Bonnefoy. My occupation is acting and modeling, but my hobbies include romance activities and admiring everything beautiful."
"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mister Bonnefoy. I relish the fact that you've mustard the courage to ketchup to us about yourself. You are a fascinating new face. Don't think of it as too direct, but in this business, you'll probably be asked this often enough anyways, especially with how attractive you are. Tell me, darling... are you a duck in bed?"
Dang, the nerve of that lady, to ask something so direct right off the bat! Are you ready to televise your sex life just yet? Are you going to salvage your reputation? Be careful, this show has been known to make or break sex icons!
Aha, now he understands. This hostess's language is riddled with food puns it seems. The last question, however, had been unexpected. What on Earth did that mean? A duck... in bed?
He chuckles, making sure to play up to the camera. "Perhaps not a duck, ma chèrie, but I have been told I am like a swan. When I first began, just maybe -- how is that story, euh, the Ugly Duckling, oui? The duckling first began as what many considered to be a hideous creature, but he blossomed into the most beautiful swan out of them all. A very nice story. Like that, I would think."
"Now personally, I can't say I'm the best in bed, but I wish you the best luck there. I'm certain you'll bloom into a beautiful peacock one day! I see you're from France. I can hear it in your marvelous voice. Tell me how you're taking in the lovely Hollywood Hills. Shocking much?"
How's Hollywood, then? That accent's getting you brownie points.
A peacock. Is she serious? He had not been expecting this sort of eccentric interview. "Oh no, I would not say shocking. When I first moved here, yes, but I have now lived in the area for quite some number of years. My family was well entrenched in the world of Hollywood, ever since we first arrived."
"Fascinating. How fascinating. Positively shocking, isn't it? Quite different way to look at things, I suppose. You ever go travelling? You ever get homesick? What's one thing you miss from home?"
Miss anything from home? Great time to play up some sympathy by talking now.
This is a perfect opportunity, compared to the rest. "Ah, yes! I go back to France every now and then. It has been so much time since we moved to America... Homesick, mm, yes. I used to be quite often when I was younger. I missed it terribly. The thing I would miss the most, probably... The language. Not many speak French in America, not unlike other languages such as Spanish. It's so refreshing to hear the French words again whenever I go back to visit."
"I see, I see... Well, darling, I did some research on you. I basically stalked your Facebook and phoned the NSA!" You better fear if she really does have NSA connections, goodness. "Chef, come in!" A chef comes in with crème brûlée... Wow! You haven't seen this in a while, now have you?! "Why don't you have some sweetness?" The chef puts down the two plates upon the table. You go and take your dessert, and your host does the same. Using a tiny, silver spoon, your host takes a bite out of the heavenly ambrosia. "Mmm mmm... MMM. You have good taste! Did your grandma ever make something like this? This is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! Say, do you have any siblings or cousins in Hollywood that we should be aware of? Perhaps if you aren't available, our viewers would still like a piece, hmmm?"
If you have any apprehensions with family... well good luck. No use lying here. This lady probably already fact checked you.
(if yes) "Well won't we be quite interested! What're their numbers?"
Oh boy.
He thinks of both Elaine and Vash, and can't help but laugh at the question. "I could offer you my sister's and my cousin's, but I highly doubt my sister-in-law would appreciate it, nor would my cousin. In fact, they are both likely to react very badly... And I suppose we would not want to cause any incidents, hm?"
"Speaking of which, are you taken? I'm sure our audience is very interested! Any special man/lady in your life at the moment?"
Answering honestly might be the best way to go here... or not. Take it how you will.
(if yes) "Oh what a shame! We'll keep an eye out if the position'll be open, then. Might there be an application I can fill out and turn in the event the position is open?" your host says, and gives you a wink. Oh you hot person, you.
Look at you, earning some giggles from the audience. You charmer.
He places a hand on his heart, still obviously playing it up to the camera, but he is sincere. "I am afraid to break the news to all my fans, but yes. I have been in a relationship for sometime now... You will have to forgive me for not telling you all, but we are entitled to our private lives. I am sure my darling will come forward if they choose to."
"But anyways, enough about your life in the bedroom (or lack of it), we're just curious to know... what are your goals here in Hollywood? Any image or angle you going after in terms of roles/in general?"
This is your moment. Maybe you can get some people interested in you if you give yourself a certain image.
"I suppose I would just like to make a name for myself. Perhaps a cliche, but is that not what everyone desires? I want to be recognized for my work by inspiring people and making them feel with my acting. This is a difficult job, but so incredibly worth it when done right."
"You seem like an advice kind of guy. A very charming young man indeed! In fact, a fellow television host of mine happens to be a big fan of your work, but I won't delve into that," your host says, giggling. You can't help but wonder which television host this is. "Anyways! As you have said before, you do have two family members here in Hollywood. Elaine and Sebastian, yes? I heard as of recently, you have convinced Sebastian to enter the modelling world. May I ask why? He seems pretty content with what he's doing already. And are you going to consider convincing your sister to join modelling as well, lovely as she is?"
What a kind soul you are. Explain to the world your reasoning. Why would you try to move such a serious guy like your cousin into such a field when he clearly seems disinterested?
He nods. "Vash -- my name for Sebastian, you see -- he will not ever admit it, but he is a bit self-conscious. He has such a beautiful figure! He has the capability of doing anything, and I think it would be a shame if he did not try modelling at least once. I merely persuaded him to try and test the waters, as they say. Elaine, on the other hand, I have already tried! But she is much more comfortable with designing the clothes, and if she is content, I am as well."
"And another question. I appreciate your work in the romantic area of filmography. Excellent, excellent work! As quoted from a television host friend of mine, 'Francis Bonnefoy is the epitome of perfection. His work in Aimez-moi comme une Rose blew me away... I don't know if I could ever love again... He portrays a love so deep... deeper than where Godzilla lives under the sea. Deeper than the deepest trench in the ocean. Deeper than the whole diameter of the Earth. Deeper than the diameter of the Milky Way. Can a love ever be so true?' I don't think she'd appreciate if I... revealed her identity, come to say. I also happened to omit the 'aghiopaeghopiaegwiohpaehipgaeoipeihpea' that also came with that message, goodness. However, if you weren't working in romance, what kind of movies would you be doing?"
What exactly would you be doing? After all, you are very lovely in those romantic films already!
This seemed to be a loaded question. Well, here he goes. He dips his head, chuckling again. "Oh my, I am flattered! Tell your friend I am very appreciative of her review, s'il vous plaît! If not romance... perhaps I would dabble in some sort of action movie. They look like fun to do, and there are quite a few suave characters in the genre -- they sound like a great deal of fun."
"It looks like we'll have to wrap up in a bit, unfortunately. When you walk out of this studio, what is the first thing you'll do?"
What are you going to do when you walk out? Get a cup of Joe? Run over to another studio for more work? It's all up to you.
Oh good. As much as he was enjoying the quirky questions, it had been a bit tough at times. "I think I will head home for the brief amount of time I have for a break. I want to see my darling, you see," he winks.
"Good luck with that! Don't do anything too illegal! It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mister Bonnefoy. That's all for The Asu Show! We hope you've enjoyed being on the show, and do give us a shout-out to us when you can. Until next time, ciao~"