the things you put in ur burlesque insp tag always rly interests me. my concept of burlesque is only limited to very stereotypical portrayals of it but the thinggggs you tag are like opening up my mind like I want to know more about ur burlesque
thank you! i'm approaching one year of doing it (with a very amazing queer and body-diverse troupe) and didn't really know much about burlesque before, and i've only recently realized that my local scene is not the typical cultural association people have with "burlesque." the choreo we do has been pretty diverse; in group acts we've done classic burlesque, neo-burlesque, specific attitudes like a "trash animal" act where we were a cult of trash animals (eg. possum, squirrel, bear, raccoon, cat, etc.), other examples are a fruit basket (lol)--I was a lemon (lol), clowns, etc. it's always a lot of fun.
we have a lot of crossover with the local drag king group so there's also a lot of draglesque, butchfemme duets, stuff like that. our mc is always a drag king pretty much. most of our solo performers in the big quarterly shows we do are women in their 30s-40s, a lot of chubby milfs, the producer/founder of our troupe is involved in the midwest fatlesque scene, and though our troupe is mostly white, she invites in a lot of black solo performers in from other places in the midwest, which is cool.
personally, i'm pretty new but i have done a few solos at our smaller shows at the club; my first was cowboy improv with pink lingerie, then i did a sparkly drag act to perfume genius, and my most recent one was a blood cryptid to siouxie and the banshees. rn my costumes are pretty simple because i'm not talented at costume-making and don't have the money for expensive materials, but that's what the insp tag is for, i love seeing a fashion shoot and going "hmm there's some interesting vibes going on here...i wonder what this would look like in a striptease" lmao. especially since my act/persona is kinda of a creepy/scary vibe:)
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Rainy Day Duet - Ruikasa Week 2023
Day 4: Bad Weather + Music
(Torpe and Dancho names are used)
Torpe has an interesting relationship with the rain.
On one hand, he likes the sound of the calm pitter-patter. Whenever he was left alone during a rainy day, he would grab his notebook to doddle some aimless melody as he sit on his room's window seat, the rain becoming his friend when the stars are not around.
But on the other hand, he hates storms with their eye-straining lightning and loud booming thunders. For someone like Torpe, who could faint just from ordering a beer, they are a scary thing. Whenever he was left alone during a storm, he would sit beside his piano while covering himself with the softest blanket he had.
Huh. Was he always lonely during rainy days?
As if on cue, another thunder boomed, causing Torpe to slam his fingers onto the piano keys. He hates this.
"Torpe-kun?"
Torpe let out a squeak, turning toward the voice. Dancho approached him with caution, afraid that he would startle the poor pianist. "Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah, Danchou-san." Ignoring the way his heart beating too fast. "It was the thunder."
Dancho hummed in understanding. "It seemed that the rain won't stop for a while. Lucky that we're here, aren't we?"
Torpe didn't really remember how Dancho got here. He last saw the director during their practice that afternoon. After that, Torpe walked back to his favorite pub for more practice. It was then it started to rain and Torpe has been anxious ever since. Perhaps Dancho sneaked in when he was too focused on his music. It wouldn't be the first time. The director always found a way to tease the pianist, saying that he looks cute.
"But, in all seriousness, Torpe-kun. Are you okay?" Dancho rested a hand on Torpe's shoulder and the pianist flinched. "You're rather tense."
"Sorry..." Torpe pulled his coat tighter. "I..." He bit his lips. Would Danchou think that he's being too childish for being afraid of the rain? A clap of thunder rumbled again and Torpe shivered.
It seemed that that was enough for Dancho to piece together. "You don't do well with the rain, do you?"
Torpe, face red from embarrassment, nodded. "It's so stupid."
"I don't think it's stupid," Dancho gave him a reassuring smile that made Torpe's heart skip a beat, "it's normal to be afraid of something."
The director motioned the pianist to scoot over and Torpe took the cue, giving space on the piano bench for Dancho to sit on his left. "What do you do when it's raining?" he asked.
"W-Well..." Torpe looked down at his hand on his lap. "I'm usually too...jumpy to do anything really. I-I write some jingles. Have a notebook for it. But..."
This time, it was a flash of lightning, followed by thunder that was too loud as if it had struck something. Torpe, in an instinct, grabbed onto Dancho's arms, eyes widened as he stared at the pouring storm out the window.
He heard Dancho trying to calm him down. His other hand went up and down Torpe's arm. "It's okay. I'm here."
What a coward Torpe is. "I can't do anything..."
"Then it's fine," Dancho whispered, "There's no need to do anything. You're scared. It's normal. It's okay."
"You shouldn't have followed me here," Torpe said. "Now you're stuck here."
"But I'm with you now, so I don't mind."
Torpe just let out a hum, not knowing how to feel about that.
Dancho's hand aimlessly playing some of the keys of the piano. It sounded nice. Dancho's very talented. Not only that he's a confident conductor, he can play a lot of instruments, including the piano. The director never seems to stop to surprise Torpe with his skills.
So, Torpe listened to his playing. Dancho glanced at Torpe just slightly before changing direction. He started playing a song that Torpe recognize. It was a rather fast and grand song. He only played the melody with his left hand since his right arm was held by Torpe, but it still ended up being good. It was calming and soothed his trembling. Torpe could feel himself relaxing, humming through the melody.
"Do you want to join in, Torpe?" Dancho asked when he passed the first refrain.
Torpe blinked in surprise. "You want me to play?"
Dancho smiled. "How can I not play with the best pianist I've known? Unless you don't want to."
Tope could feel himself blushing. "I-Well...If Dancho didn't mind."
Torpe let go of Dancho and put his hands on the piano. He glanced toward the window, waiting for another thunder or lightning to stop him. But it never came. Dancho held his hand in reassurance. It felt nice. Taking a deep breath, Torpe glanced at Dancho, giving him a nod. Dancho nodded back, his smile never left his face.
Torpe started first, playing the first intro and setting the tempo. Perhaps it was the bond between a conductor and his orchestra, but Dancho was immediately able to fit Torpe's pace. Never once in the song Torpe flattered. For everything rise and fall of the melody, every back and forth, and the many time they bumped over each other shoulders in order to play their piece. Torpe could feel himself smiling once again as his fingers danced across the keys. He almost felt disappointed when the song ended.
When he hit the last note, Torpe let out a breath. His heart was still racing but in a good way. "That was amazing," he chuckled.
Dancho grabbed his hand once again. "You're amazing, Torpe-kun."
Torpe looked up toward his director again, his blush returning when he saw his soft smile. Once again, his heart skipped a beat.
Perhaps, a duet with his beloved director is what he needs to fill his lonely rainy days.
The duet I use as a reference is this A Tale of Six Trillion Years and a Night piano duet.
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when you say you like robot characters, what's the range? like, do you like 100% robot characters or humans that replace parts to become humans (cyborg) or humans that transfer their consciousness into a robot or...? 👀👀 -- @milkstore
(tbh idk the whole range of robot characters. it feels like the possibilities are endless. if this is an ask too difficult to answer feel free to just ignore it lol)
When I say “robot characters,” I mean 100% robots. Cyborgs or robots that have some kind of human component like a transferred consciousness is a no for me. There’s just something fascinating about a being that, by all normal means, should not have the capacity for love somehow learn to love and love deeply? Thats soooo good.
I always always love the concept of love. Love is like a drip of water. In the moment, it does nothing, but over time, it can carve canyons. This concept is one thing that I adore seeing utilized in robot stories. Like the love of a creator or the love of a child and it just… creating color and warmth within a web of ones and zeroes.
I think it’s even more interesting for cases like Svarog. He is very cold and logical. He will only do things if they follow the laws of his logic. These rules are so strong that he won’t hesitate turn down Clara’s requests, even when faced with her tears. And yet… and yet… there still is love. He still readily and willingly protects this little girl. Svarog isn’t a human wearing a metal exterior. He is still a undeniably a robot. And yet he still loves.
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