1x1: raybee•honbee & FluffyWolf

[sheep.]

plot
Michael is a famous modern dancer, and he makes a competition where the winner would be trained by him for two months.

ｍｉｃｈａｅｌ | ｔｈｅ ｆａｍｏｕｓ

dancing isn't movement;
it is art and emotions, expressed physically

ｎａｍｅ {michael smith}
ａｇｅ {eighteen}
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ {male}


ｈｅｉｇｈｔ {5ft 6in}
ｗｅｉｇｈｔ {one hundred and forty pounds}
ｈａｉｒ {brown-blonde, curling uncontrollably}
ｅｙｅｓ {green-blue}

ｉｎｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｔ | ｉｎｔｅｌｌｉｇｅｎｔ | ｆｒｉｅｎｄｌｙ
Michael is your average nice guy - unless you've gone over his line, then he will be kind to you and, to an extent, will protect you from the insults of others. He tries to be fair in his judgements, however, he doesn't always make the right choices, and he feels guilty whenever this happens.

[FluffyWolf]

“Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.”

.Puck. Bala.

Name
Puck Bala
Nickname
Hockey,Twinkle-toes,and Gills.
Age
18
Gender
Male

Personality
Sweet|Mischievous|Passionate
Puck is a prankster at heart,and loves to have it known. You aren't his friend till he has pranked you at least once,and most of the time you two just laugh it off. He can take it a little too far,but then he makes it his goal for the entire day to make sure you know he is sorry. He hates it when his friends stay mad at him. He is a real sweetheart at well heart. He can take thing a little emotionally,and tends to be described as 'sentimental' and 'tenderhearted'. He is quite passionate at what he does,and loves it. He won't stop just because someone doesn't want him to do it,and will often to do it with more rigor. He enjoys the little things,and sometimes makes a fool of himself doing so.
Sexuality
Pansexual

Description
Puck has unruly yet glossy dark hair. His eyes are a bright hazel green,the brown standing out as well. He is tall and rather lanky. He looks fit and smooth,with the lack of any abdomen muscles. Such as a six pack or any pack at all. He has long rather skinny legs,and arms and can be considered clumsy if he isn't dancing or swimming. He is actually quite average,despite the fact of his looks.
Height He is around 5'7, '5'8.
Weight He is actually around 150,155.
Clothing Style
He enjoys all colors,and wears rather colorful stuff. Such as his shirts come in plaid,band t's,and colorful t-shirts. He also wears a rainbow belt most of the time since most of his pants like to fall off of him sometimes. He wears regular jeans,and even sometimes skinny jeans. Depending on his mood,and plans for the day. He also wears skater shoes most of the time.
Favorite Objects or Things
Phone
Ipod
Car
Camera
[W.I.P]

[sheep.]

Michael stands off to the side of the stage, sweaty hands clasping a thin, black microphone. He can hear the presenters blabbing on about random nonsense to get the audience in the mood, but he tunes it all out; he can't be bothered to deal with all their shenanigans when he was so nervous. His heart pulses frantically as he glances out to the audience; there has to be at least a thousand people, he notices, and he has to swallow a few times to stop his throat from getting so dry. Deciding that it was best to not get himself worked up so much, the dancer looked over his shoulder to the first few competitors who were getting ready for their shows. He had to admit that they could all dance very well, but the only person he really focused on was a man around his height who took on his personal favourite dance type and completely owned it. Even as a famous dancer himself, he had to give the other guy credit, because he was fantastic.

A gentle tap to his back signalled that it was his time to shine, and he took a deep breath before walking out on to the stage. He can hear their over-enthusiastic shouts, but it only makes him more terrified. Still, he manages to walk towards the presenters with a relatively composed image on the outside. They begin to speak to him, little, unnecessary question which he answers without a thought. Then, they ask him to dance. He nods, saying that he would love to, and he hears the music start up. He doesn't need choreography, not at all; as soon as the right beat hits, his mind switches off and his instinct takes over. He doesn't know what he's doing, but he's dancing, and he knows that he's doing well.

The music stops, and he's left panting. The presenters get another round of applause for him, then they usher him off so that they can really start off. He catches little tidbits, and then they welcome on the first contestant.

"Let's have a big round of applause for Puck Bala!"

[FluffyWolf]

|Puck|
He was nervous,because he was about to dance in front of his hero practically,well not practically but literally!He shivered as he stood up straighter as he walked onto the stage. He smiled shyly up at the announcer.The announcer smiled down at him,and stood to the side and the music began to play. He began to hum to himself as he visualized the moves in his mind. The right beat hit and he begun to move,his body fluid with the movements. He liked this style,and tended to use it more than others. His body rocking with the music,and his movement swayed.

Sometime later the music began to slow down,which his movements become a little more graceful and slow. Then the movement ceased as the music was slowed down into a complete halt. He was panting softly,which was barely noticeable. He always ended up out of breath,because he still wouldn't get use to the exercise it required to dance. He shivered and looked around as the claps were sounding off the walls. The announcer shooed me off the stage as He went off stage,and when He was out of sight He completely squeaked and danced around kind of stupidly. He did it! He could hear the others come to the stage and take their turns,and he danced to the beat of their musics out of excitement. He could hear everyone cheering,and some booing even. He smiled,and leaned against the wall. Waiting for the tournament to be over.

{Is this okay? c:}

[sheep.]

{of course ^^}
Michael, still slightly out of breath, watches as Puck steps out to the stage. He listens for the right beat, and as soon as it starts, the boy does, too. Michael can't take his eyes away from the dancing boy; he can see how every movement flows in to the next without hesitation, and then how the mood of the moves changes to fit the song's tempo. He is in a trance, all because of this dancing boy, mesmerised in everything from his mere stage presence to his expressions to his movement.

Then it all stops, and the teen is left with a smile on his face from how much the audience seems to like his personal favourite. He tries to smile at the dancing boy as he walks past; however, he didn't seem to notice it, so he turns back to the rest of the acts as the next one gets ready to dance.

Everyone after Puck just seemed... a bit dull. Good, but dull; there would be too much hesitation, or they couldn't make their movements flow, or they simply weren't doing the same dance style. He ends up trying to subtly look back at his favourite rather than watching the dancers.

Finally, the last dancer had finished, and Michael rushes back on stage to give a comment. He is asked who he wants to win, to which he replied: "All of the dancers are amazing, but... I have my secret favourite." He looks off to the side of the stage to see if he can spot this favourite, and when he does, he locks eyes with him and send a small smile. Then, he's pulled off of the stage again as the judges - and himself - begin to vote.

[FluffyWolf]

He was really nervous now that the competition was almost done. As in the dancers were almost done. He was worried cause all of them were so good! He hoped that he would win,and he did at least an exceptional job.
He would just die if he won,and got to train under his hero! His hero,such an inspiration. His walls were lined with posters of him,and he just couldn't wait! As he watched the dancers finally come to a close on their performances it was about time for the voting to start commencing.
So he stood by the other dancers,his soft hazel eyes glowing bright. He was shaking cause he wanted this so bad. He watched and heard Micheal talking,and when he turned and smiled he ceased up. It was like he was smiling at him. He shivered and blushed slightly with a small unknowing grin crossing his face.
He couldn't wait to see what would happen,and who would win. He was squirming in his seat with excitement,and was postive whoever won deserved it. Maybe even more than him? He trailed off as he thought about it,but didn't dwell on it.

[sheep.]

It takes a few minutes for all of the judges' votes to be counted up, and Michael grins because he knows that there's one person who truly deserves it. So, he sits in wait for the remaining judging time after giving his vote, then he's called up to the stage to deliver the results. He breathes in and out, hoping that the other judges had the same thoughts as him, and he rocks back and forth between the heel a ball of his feet before finally jumping up to the stage. The announcers carry on with their mindless babble, and he's given a shining envelope with the winner's name on a piece of card inside (which he personally thinks is very cliche, but he can't bring himself to care too much.) He holds his breath, wets his dry lips and opens the envelope slowly. He tries to take a peek inside before the card is fully revealed, and the text on said card gives him a reason for the broad grin which appears on his face.
"All of the acts were amazing, but the winner is... Puck Bala!"

[FluffyWolf]

He sat there for a second. He didn't really recognize his name,and it sounded foreign to him. When he finished his almost awkward moment,which is when he almost begun to clap. He realized it was his name and his eyes widened. He won? He nearly fell out of his seat and face planted as he got up from his chair.
As he scrambled up out of his chair and went up to the stage like customary to most tournements. People winning,and going up on stage to receive reward. As he was on stage he was walking toward the announcer and Micheal,his one true hero that got him here today. His heart was beating out his chest as he was standing in front of this amazing dancer.
He was up here as the announcer grinned,and clapped him on the back as he nearly fell over from the force. He stuttered to both the announcer and the dancer in front of him. "U-uhh, H-hi. I didn't exactly expect to win."He gulped as he realized how lame that sounded from him. He already messed up in his mind.A slightly cheeky smile spread across his face as he was proud of himself.

[sheep.]

{can I just say that I love Puck. like wow. cutie patootie dork c:}
Michael's emerald eyes are trained on the winner, laughing lightly at his delayed reaction and he stages his mind goes through, then how he almost falls face-first on to the floor as he gets up from his seat. The famous dancer gives the other a friendly smile as he comes on to the stage, and he can see the fear in his rich brown-green eyes. His grin changes from friendly to reassuring, and the other male's stuttered speech barely reaches his ears.
"U-uhh, H-hi. I didn't exactly expect to win."
Michael's smile is still in place, and he leans over slightly to whisper in Puck's ear without the microphone picking it up. "You should've. You're amazing, you deserve it." He pulls back, noticing the proud smile on his face, and opens his arms as an invitation for a hug.

[FluffyWolf]

A rather pinkish flush develops over his cheeks at his comment. A wide smile returning all the one he gave him. He nodded with a bashful sort of look to him. He did a small little speech to the crowd about how happy he won,and the fact it surprised him a little bit. So that was the reason he was being clumsy.{Besides the fact he is almost always clumsy.}
After his little speech he let out a soft breath away from the microphone. He hated speaking in front of people. Even though he spoke in front of people,and performed for people on a daily basis. He nodded to them,and was soon off the stage as quick as possible without seeming rude. He could hear the announcer saying his name,and applause going on around him.
Little time after this he was behind the stage looking at the ceiling surprised he actually won. He was shocked into silence practically and the music going on around him was soothing him to actually accept the congratulations from the people he danced with up there. Which he did happily,and as they left as he sighed with the music around him.
He was practically dancing with happiness.
{Thank you >3< Micheal is adorable as well.}