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Authors: Aria Glazki, Stephanie Kayne, Kristyn F. Brunson, Layla Kelly, Leslie Ann Brown, Bella James, Rae Lori
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male skincare products, especially tinted moisturizer. It’d help hide the fact that he blushed every time Natalie called for him.
“Kind of. The gala will mostly consist of convention special guests, select media, and a few VIP fans.”
“Do you know if Willow Wisp is invited?”
“The woman from RetroGrade? Yeah, she was invited as a part of the
GoldStar
team,” Roger explained.
“Good.”
“Jack…” He sighed. “You can’t sleep with her.”
“Too late.” He gave Roger a cheeky grin. Jack loved messing with the guy. In the short time they’d known each other, they’d seemed to click. Friendship was instant and had been cemented over beers and the Detroit Red Wings even though the guy was a bit uptight and from the inferior peninsula of Michigan aka mitten Michigan.
“Dammit Jack! I didn’t think I had to remind you to keep it in your damned pants. Jesus, what if she has photos or talks to the tabloids—”
Jack’s laughter echoed in the empty room. He was laughing so hard that he was clutching his sides.
“This is no laughing matter! This could be a media nightmare. I’m going to lose my job and move back to Detroit and—”
“Cool your jets, man. I didn’t sleep with her recently.”
“Explain.” He was terse. It was never good when Roger got terse. His whole body was radiating anger. Usually, only Natalie could work Roger up to that level.
“She’s the one,” Jack explained.
“The one what?”
“Willow, she’s the
one
, Roger. My one.”
Roger just stared at him. His face ran a gamut of emotions going from confusion, shock, and finally understanding.
“The girl from high school.”
“Yeah. That one.”
Roger runs his hands through his hair. “Wow. What are you going to do?”
“Win her back,” Jack answered. “I’ve got a second chance and I can’t screw it up again.”
Three
“At first glance, GoldStar can seem rather…dated and immature. But it is more than the puntastic dialog and melodramatic, episodic storytelling. Much like She-Ra , GoldStar was ahead of its time when it came to portraying traditional gender roles. Priestess Lilah LightBringer wasn’t victim or a damsel in need of rescue. She was a strong, confident leader of her tribe. She didn’t need a man. In the end she and GoldStar got together—sure—but it was because he respected her. They respected each other. They were equals and that is how it should be.”
—The Wisp, Puns, Gender Roles, and 90’s Cartoons blogpost
Day two of the RetroComicCon was a breeze. Unlike the day before, avoiding Jack was a snap. With the schedule in hand Willow was able to know that Jack and the rest of the
GoldStar
team would be doing meet and greets and signings for several hours in the main convention floor today.
Willow used her time by wondering the floor—giving the
GoldStar
booth a wide berth—and snagging a few quick interviews and selfies. What really threw her for a loop were a handful of fans—her fans!—that wanted selfies with her. It was bizarre, empowering, and intoxicating. She wondered if this is what every public figure felt when they met fans. Did Jack feel the same way when he got off stage and met audience members?
No Jack.
Today was a Jack-free day. She’d made a mental mandate that he couldn’t even be a fleeting thought today. She must cleanse him from her system like questionable leftovers from the refrigerator.
The only
GoldStar
related thing she had to do before the gala tonight was an interview with Natalie Blum since the A-list star—who shall not be named—was too busy to talk to anyone other than A-list media outlets. It was terrible!
Her interview with Natalie was the most awkward, uncomfortable, and fury-inducing twenty minutes Willow could remember enduring since one of her college professors decided to made her paper an example of what not to do in writing.
Natalie Blum was young, narcissistic, and spitefully jealous. It had been apparent from the start that
“Kind of. The gala will mostly consist of convention special guests, select media, and a few VIP fans.”
“Do you know if Willow Wisp is invited?”
“The woman from RetroGrade? Yeah, she was invited as a part of the
GoldStar
team,” Roger explained.
“Good.”
“Jack…” He sighed. “You can’t sleep with her.”
“Too late.” He gave Roger a cheeky grin. Jack loved messing with the guy. In the short time they’d known each other, they’d seemed to click. Friendship was instant and had been cemented over beers and the Detroit Red Wings even though the guy was a bit uptight and from the inferior peninsula of Michigan aka mitten Michigan.
“Dammit Jack! I didn’t think I had to remind you to keep it in your damned pants. Jesus, what if she has photos or talks to the tabloids—”
Jack’s laughter echoed in the empty room. He was laughing so hard that he was clutching his sides.
“This is no laughing matter! This could be a media nightmare. I’m going to lose my job and move back to Detroit and—”
“Cool your jets, man. I didn’t sleep with her recently.”
“Explain.” He was terse. It was never good when Roger got terse. His whole body was radiating anger. Usually, only Natalie could work Roger up to that level.
“She’s the one,” Jack explained.
“The one what?”
“Willow, she’s the
one
, Roger. My one.”
Roger just stared at him. His face ran a gamut of emotions going from confusion, shock, and finally understanding.
“The girl from high school.”
“Yeah. That one.”
Roger runs his hands through his hair. “Wow. What are you going to do?”
“Win her back,” Jack answered. “I’ve got a second chance and I can’t screw it up again.”
Three
“At first glance, GoldStar can seem rather…dated and immature. But it is more than the puntastic dialog and melodramatic, episodic storytelling. Much like She-Ra , GoldStar was ahead of its time when it came to portraying traditional gender roles. Priestess Lilah LightBringer wasn’t victim or a damsel in need of rescue. She was a strong, confident leader of her tribe. She didn’t need a man. In the end she and GoldStar got together—sure—but it was because he respected her. They respected each other. They were equals and that is how it should be.”
—The Wisp, Puns, Gender Roles, and 90’s Cartoons blogpost
Day two of the RetroComicCon was a breeze. Unlike the day before, avoiding Jack was a snap. With the schedule in hand Willow was able to know that Jack and the rest of the
GoldStar
team would be doing meet and greets and signings for several hours in the main convention floor today.
Willow used her time by wondering the floor—giving the
GoldStar
booth a wide berth—and snagging a few quick interviews and selfies. What really threw her for a loop were a handful of fans—her fans!—that wanted selfies with her. It was bizarre, empowering, and intoxicating. She wondered if this is what every public figure felt when they met fans. Did Jack feel the same way when he got off stage and met audience members?
No Jack.
Today was a Jack-free day. She’d made a mental mandate that he couldn’t even be a fleeting thought today. She must cleanse him from her system like questionable leftovers from the refrigerator.
The only
GoldStar
related thing she had to do before the gala tonight was an interview with Natalie Blum since the A-list star—who shall not be named—was too busy to talk to anyone other than A-list media outlets. It was terrible!
Her interview with Natalie was the most awkward, uncomfortable, and fury-inducing twenty minutes Willow could remember enduring since one of her college professors decided to made her paper an example of what not to do in writing.
Natalie Blum was young, narcissistic, and spitefully jealous. It had been apparent from the start that
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