Behind the Scenes

(OOC)Premise is all the characters from the forum are "actors" on the Hellsing RPG "show", and this is all of them out of character after different "episodes".

"That's all for today! Good work, everyone!" the director shouted to the cast. For John, it was no small relief. He sighed, finally being able to take off the stupid overcoat he was forced to wear for the character. He cursed in his head about all the things wrong with the person he had to play while hanging to stupid leather eyesore on the rack. For starters, what the fuck kind of name was "Ridl"? Who was writing this crap, an angsty teenager? Starting next season, he was demanding some changes.

That was a job for another day, though. He watched as the rest of the cast socialized among themselves. He would have no part of this, of course; why should he be forced to commune with these hacks out of character? He shoved his way past a gopher before going outside for a smoke. He lit his cigarette and took a long drag, exhaling a large cloud of smoke into the evening sky. There was so much more he could do with his acting, he thought, but the bastards in charge decided he was fit for the emotionless dick with the knives. He'd do so much better in a leading role, like the Dracula character, or even that bayonet priest.

Alisa on was at a different set her scene involved sitting in a bombed out building for 7 hours waiting for a Nazi patrol to come through and sadly it was taking about 7 hours considering the director had kept insisting that she show more character. She knew he really meant to show more cleavage and it had taken them about 5 hours of arguing over it till he finally caved in to her demands after she threatened to leave the set.

Not many girls wanted to be soldiers in these shows they wanted to be romancing a angsty teenage vampire or dating a emotional wolf boy and honestly it made her sick to her stomach what girls nowadays were into. Finally as the director called her scene to a close she groaned as she got to her feet. The set crew had put alot of effort into the scene she felt absolutely filthy she couldn't believe they had made her cover herself in dirt. As she walked over to the small corner the director called "Her Trailer" She tossed the heavy rifle prop given to her to a nearby set assistant nearly knocking the poor sob on his ass.

"Tell Henry not to make the thing so fucking heavy next time." Alisa hissed shrugging out of the brown combat jacket they'd given her to wear. A makeup assistant came over immediately to wipe off the ash they'd made her put on her face. "Tough day huh?" The assistant said. Alisa sighed "Try carrying around a 18 pound paperweight and try to be all smiley." Alisa said sarcastically. "I know...your usually not such a total bitch maybe a bit bitchy but never full bitchy." The makeup assistant said. Alisa rolled her eyes "Just get this stuff off of me will you?" Alisa said. The Makeup assistant crossed her arms and cocked an eyebrow at the young actor. "Please..." Alisa muttered.

In an instant the makeup assistant got to work wiping away the grime. "The part had seemed so appealing to her in the beggining when she'd heard about auditions for this job she'd imagined being like Vasilli Zaitsev in her favorite movie Enemy at the Gates which wasn't really far from what she did. The only difference being that watching it in a movie and acting it in one were two extremely different things. She had an adviser always lecturing her about how Snipers were supposed to carry and conduct themselves. It had gotten to the point where she'd tried to punch the man. That had been a bad idea considering she'd nearly had her arm broken by an arm lock he'd put her in.