Z Nation Vlog Newsletter #1

[catchatting]

[ When Zari's face comes on the screen, it's painted like a glamorous leopard spotted cat and her hair is done up to mimic the shape of cat ears. She's sitting on a plush pink upholstered chair with carefully curated items on the wall behind her that fit the themes of light pink and leopard print. ]

Hi, Z Nation! It's your favorite celebfluencer... me! Okay, I know we're all from different times and places and a lot of you don't know me yet, but that's okay. We'll get there. My name is Zari Tarazi and I'm all about clean living, beauty and staying true to yourself. I'm a model, actress, singer and practicing Muslim.

I think I need to start doing regular content here, because I have absolutely fallen off my posting schedule in the last few months and that's no way to live, so think of this as a sort of newsletter-vlog. Or whatever.

[ She sits up a little straighter and then resettles in, eyes glancing to the side quickly to make sure her ring light is still positioned correctly. ]

First of all, I am looking for instrumentalists who would be interested in helping me to make some new music. Just something fun... maybe we could do some little concerts around the city the brighten everyone's days, record a few things. No big. I would be singing, of course, but I'm open to the right collaboration.

Next up, who wants to get mani-pedis t want to meet some people who are down for gabbing and good skincare and I haven't had a facial since we saved the world or stopped with me or do face masks or anything like that? I'm dying for some feminine companionship. Now, I don't drink, but if you want a glass of wine with all that, totally cool with me. I justime from collapsing in on itself?

[ She looks away for a moment. ]

Is that what we did? Oh, whatever. Anyway, you're totally welcome for it, but my skin is a disaster. Time travel rages havoc on the pores.

Oh, and speaking of not drinking, where's a good spot for mocktails around here? Low-cal preferred, organic required. Consume healthy when you can!

[ A small pause. ]

This is normally where I'd plug a sponsor like Hello Fresh or RAID: Shadow Legends, but I guess since this is a new series I don't have one yet. Would you like to be a sponsor? Hit me up in the DMs. Otherwise check out John Constantine's store. I'm there sometimes, so come by. I mean I don't work there or anything. I just hang around. Oh crap I'm one of those people who hangs around their friend's job, aren't I? I really need that music thing to happen. Please and thanks.

Oh and like, subscribe and comment down below with your cutest masks or makeup. Let's inspire each other! Wait does this thing have an engagement algorithm? Whatever. Just show off your cutest looks this month! Love ya!

Comments

[catchatting]

Ohhh, back-up harp. I like it. I bet you have a really fresh sound.

[ Which is just what Zari might need, actually. Fresh new city, fresh new life and fresh new sound. ]

I think I saw your butt a while back, but I don't remember your name.

[bardbarous]

Yeah, we're totally fresh. Uhhh, every set is, like, the freshest shit. It's just churned out like soft serve. Right, right on the, uh, stage.

[ Hm, maybe he shouldn't lead with poop jokes when trying to get a gig. ]

Oh, I'm, uhh, [ Fuck, he forgot his name. Hold on, let him clear his throat. ] I'm Tuck! So, did you like my butt? What, uh, what did you think about it? Was it nice?

[catchatting]

I'm not interested in your butt or anything that goes in or comes out of it. No offense.

[ Super not her type, guy. ]

I don't think it's wise to cross business and pleasure, anyway, so don't take it personally.

[bardbarous]

Okay. Yeah, I won't.

[ He will. He's already readying to invade his best friend's crying corner once they are done here. ]

Are you doing tryouts? How much are you paying? Our rate's usually 5 gold per day.

[catchatting]

Tryouts? I guess that depends on how much interest I get. I'm not paying anything until we make money with it, but if we write the music together, I think we can do a fair split of what we make, right?

[bardbarous]

Interest, huh? [ Tuck narrows his eyes like he is looking through Zari with grim and sudden determination. ]

Hey! Any nerds listening out there—No one else try out!! I need this job more than all of you! I deserve it the most!!

[catchatting]

No! We need more than two people in the band. Oh my god!!!

[bardbarous]

It's fiiine! We've got Vyng! [ Tuck leans back to look for his friend and shouts: ] Vyyng!

[ And there behind the giant mountain of a man another head pops into view, this one with long, wild gray hair and pointed ears.

"Hey, I'm Vyng. I play the harp! And I beatbox." ]

So that's three! You, me, 'n Vyng!

[catchatting]

Harp and beatbox? Oh, boy, this is going to be chaotic, isn't it?

[ She looks slightly afraid. ]

[bardbarous]

Yeah, I'm not gonna lie. It's uhh a lot of improv. I do covers, though! Back in Deerington, Vyng 'n I had a bar called Colonel Dan's.

Do you know My Alchemical Romance? We sang a lot of their songs when I dress up!

[catchatting]

What is that? Some retro emo thing?

[ It sounds familiar, but in the way it sounds like something one of her parents' friends would mention from their youth. ]

[bardbarous]

Yeah, they're pretty old now! It was four alchemists that were all in, like, a relationship together. Don't think it worked out for long, but they made some pretty sick songs when they were.

Their song Black Flame Parade still fucking rips. Sometimes I'll end my sets with that one, and then everyone salutes the pair of skinny jeans that Vyng 'n I put on a flagpole.

[ Yep. ]