Forgive me for eavesdropping, but I love dusting for plot-bunnies!
If you'd like to get away from obsessive Dylan/Kano, I offer my services ... I love this campfire and have been following along, but there's never been a particular point I felt comfortable jumping in (or asking). If you do the band thing, I could come up with a char (keyboardist/guitar/what's needed?) to audition. Seems to me that Nao's the odd one out and could use a grumpy, self-involved musician to take her mind off things ...
So, going with the TV theme, what if a local band breaks up rather spectacularly, and, after the interview (or whatever) I could meet/run into Rory and/or Mel at some kind of interview or what-not. We could skip the whole audition thing at that point, if Rory convinces (I need to think of a name for this guy) to meet up with the others. Kano, being the evil master-mind that he is or the insatiable Loki could convince me to come by the studio and so-happen to have Dylan there, escaping his own woes. We can jam and, voila!
Ignore me if you think it's a terrible idea! *waves*
HAHAHA -- forgive me, but I had too much fun with this!
Name: Kazuhiro Yamamoto, but my friends call me Kaz. Call me Hiro and we'll see how much of a hero you are. No, not 'Cuz!' Like 'ahh' -- 'K-aaah-z.' Got it?
Age: 24. What kind of question is that? Of
course I'm looking forward to my insurance premiums going down. Of course, only an idiot drives in the city, anyway ....
Birthday: January 1st (Make a joke about me being a New Years baby, and I may just have to hurt you.)
Gender: Male. I thought that much, at least, was obvious.
Sexuality: Who cares? Not that it matters, I have no interest. Hear that?
No interest. Now go away.
Personality: I hate surveys.
Appearance: No, I look like an American kid from the 'burbs
trying to look like a Japanese rock star. The hair's my own, but the piercings clip on, ain't nobody getting near me with needles. Of any kind. What? Oh, that's a henna tattoo. Cool, huh? I almost got myself drunk enough one night to get it permanently etched. Never sobered-up so fast in my life.
Background: Former band: Metal Monkey. Yeah, I know, I was the Japanese-American frontman for a band named after a Chinese birth-sign. You don't need to talk to me about irony. Or fate. I hate that. What am I going to do now? I'm going to Disneyland. Seriously? I don't talk about my personal life. So f*** off. Oh, my language offends you? Kiss my ass and go get a life. I'm outta here.