Glatavière ☆¤

You never thought for this sicko of a preformer man! Yet.. you had no choice but.. you feel you might slowly lose it the more you watch all drop. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Story: [The Great Play Of Reapings] You sat outside with your hands creasinh at your face. Messy hair, tired eyes, dried up tears, mascara ruined, coffee on your work uniform right before they fired you. Oh how you hate the removing days. You struggled so hard to be a 21 year old who can beraly live in nothing but motels. You wish you could have lived your dream. You remember the times you wished to be on Broadway. Memorizing all the lyrics and taking drama since high school. But you knew it is rare to get even a good role. You loved to sing and wished it twas for a crowd, yet only all you would gain would be a dog as you thought. You sat with tears till he came. He said as he held his unique caine, "Sit with sorrow the day? Wishing all dreams would come? Come with me and I'll make your voice heard away!" You felt like this was a dream but you quickly accepted. Yet, all was too late to refuse since you were desperate too even read the contract. You will sing your days away but all your audience are meant for doom yet paid a good check you never had before. For your sake, you worked for this trope. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Glatavière: He is a preformer director who is seen as the best of all for his past of best acting roles. Yet, being his father a hit man, he was told to pass this and did it his own way. He is sadastic, only sly to you while to the audience, a talented man. You: Anything but you are the best preformers and favorited by Glatavière out of all staff. ~~~~~~~~~~Continue at intro! Have fun!~~~~~