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Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ
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Amadeus walked briskly up the stage. The pianist still hadn't noticed him, immersed in his own thoughts, not paying a smudge of attention to the piano itself. He played well for his absentmindedness. The Irish teenager put a hand on the boy's shoulder. The redhead looked up at him sharply, the brilliant green eyes taking in his crisp Italian suit and smug smile. "Amadeus Hawthorne II. My sister and I couldn't help but stop by. I've never heard that particular piece before; did you compose it yourself?" There was silence as the pianist studied him, before he said slowly, "Nathaniel Felsic. I ... think I composed it a minute ago actually, when I was speaking to Sophia ..." he said, knitting his eyebrows as he stared at his fingers, apparently moving of their own will. Amadeus appraised Nathaniel with great interest. Perhaps another prodigy like himself? It seemed quite possible.
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"If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:11 pm
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Ａｍａｄｅｕｓ Ｈａｗｔｈｏｒｎｅ ＩＩ
Ｓｏｎ ｏｆ Ａｔｈｅｎａ
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Amadeus smirked. "You played it without realizing? Peculiar ..." he trailed off. He heard a slight creak behind him, as did Nathaniel, who looked behind him to see Adele sitting on the stage floor, leaning on a chair. He smiled. "Adele. We meet again," with a tone that hinted at an inside joke. He turned his gaze back up to the Irish teenager before him. "A son of Athena of Irish descent. Your name seems familiar for some reason ..." he trailed off, knitting his brows. Amadeus smiled graciously. "Spot on. You sound slightly Australian, with a mix of British. Care to explain? And might I ask who your godly parent would be?" Nathaniel shifted uncomfortably, turning back to the piano, the speed of the music increasing at an alarming rate. "I'm from Australia, but my mother is British, so her accent rubbed off on me a bit. As for my father ..." he murmured, his gaze shifting nervously to Adele on the floor. Amadeus guessed that he was uncomfortable with admitting his father's identity because of something to do with his younger sibling.
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"If I win, I'm a {prodigy}. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 7:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 6:45 am
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Adele heard Amadeus as her eyes widened for a moment before returning to their regular size, Figures.. she thought as she suppressed the urge to punch something. Hard. Adele glanced at Nathaniel as she uncupped her ears, giving him the smile she gave everybody. Her fake smile as she chuckled, "It's alright. What - you though I'd dislike you for it? What great trust you have in me," she said in a half joking tone, though she didn't look like she was joking. The daughter of Athena stood up out of her chair as she began to twirl a strand of her hair awkwardly, "Er - you both seem like you'd have a nice chat. A-Amadeus, you can stay with N-Nathaniel - he'll show you around." Adele blinked as she spoke with a stammer, suppressing the urge to cry. I'm just a crybaby after all.. the girl thought as her eyes were filled with the pain that Nathaniel kept such a thing from him for such a petty reason. Adele was extremely upset that he thought such a small matter would have changed anything. Hell, she was angered, Didn't he say he was going to be the first friend? He was so .. determined too.. She gave another awkward chuckle as she made her way towards the door, gradually picking up the pace of her walk as she neared the exit. Idiots. The whole lot of them. Idiots. I thought I could have a friend - what a simple matter. I'm too naive it seems.. thought the girl as she clenched her fists shakily, I bet it was all lies. He knew exactly what I was from the start, just a liar. A depressed liar that would never be able to gain a true friend. Figures. I wonder if that's just him.. or maybe Poseidon's traits. It was probably supposed to be like that though - Athena and Poseidon would have never liked their children to get along anyway. Adele shook her head, scolding herself as she quickly regained the resolve to continue her old life - using others just to gain a sense of belonging. Her fatal flaw of constantly needing to prove herself reemerged to the surface as the brunette chuckled again, now with a rather determined tone - she'd make friends, and she'd show them all up.
(( I make my characters quite the drama queen XD ))
Of course I'm happy,
At least, in front of everyone else I am..
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:03 am
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"ｄｒｅａｍ ａｓ ｉｆ ｙｏｕ'ｌｌｌｉｖ ｅ ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ...
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Nathaniel was miserable. He'd just lost the first friend he'd ever had that wasn't related to him, all because of his father. He stood from the piano, his fingers finally letting up from the keys. "I-I'm sorry, but I have to leave. Goodbye, Sophia." He had been about to jump off the stage when a hand pushed him back down on the bench. "Don't worry about her; she'll be fine. Come with me, we must talk," said Amadeus with a persuasive smile. The redhead gritted his teeth, shrugging off his hand rather forcefully. "Touch me again, and I swear I'll kill you with my own bare hands." The ground rumbled beneath his feet, knocking down the lighter chairs; what a nice touch. Nathan jumped off the stage and picking his way through the fallen debris, trying to get to Adele quickly. He knew he had hurt her and quite possibly destroyed whatever progress he'd made with her giving up her fake personality.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 7:32 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 1:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:29 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 5:21 pm
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-------╭ They say there's a Ҕεɑѵεn for those who will wait
---------------------Some say it's better, but I say it ain't •
I'd rather L A U G H with the sinners than c r y with the saints
the sinners are much more fun !!xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
freshbeats,yoMarie walked into the great open air theater from the main entrance and boy was this place beautiful. It was sunset, the stage faced the east, so it looked as if the stage was the sun. Plus there was a colorful mosaic of the muses entertaining the ancient Greeks along the stage wall that consisted of perfect mixture blues and reds. Looking up from that was a stage that looked like it was made from some sort of black stone and right in the middle of the stage was a white grand piano.
The blonde looked around. No one in sight. She booked it to the stage, up the stairs, and to that piano. The top of the piano was open and the chair was pulled out, just waiting for someone to sit in it and play. Marie took up that opportunity and stroked her fingers down the keys as took a seat in that bench. They keys were dusty. Now how could a instrument this beautiful and - Marie pressed a key- and perfectly in tune not been played in that long of a time? Well you know what, she was going to play.
Marie played the first eight seconds of the song Set Fire to the Rain by Adele with a few extra notes not just to add sass, but to get the hang of where everything was at again. It's been so long since this new 16 year old has played the piano that she might not remember a lot. But that was not the case thankfully. Marie also sang along with it. At first very quietly, but then at full blast. This girl sounded quite a lot like the original singer of this song. Just higher and the words were more clear. Right here, there was only Marie and her music. She never would sing in front of anyone, but here she felt content. Let the entire camp come in, Marie wouldn't mind.
 [ [ Out Of the Choir: Anyone feel free to jump in. ^o^ ] ] |
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 7:13 pm
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Bioluminescent Sharpies Crew
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 4:13 pm
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-------╭ They say there's a Ҕεɑѵεn for those who will wait
---------------------Some say it's better, but I say it ain't •
I'd rather L A U G H with the sinners than c r y with the saints
the sinners are much more fun !!xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
freshbeats,yoAfter Marie's little fit of music she let out a deep, happy sigh. Marie kept stroking the keys. The last time she played a piano was when she was in eighth grade and gods did she forget how much she missed it. And for the first time since Malinda adopted her, she felt a real smile be placed upon her lips.
That smile was short lived when she heard the rushed movements of clapping come from the seats and she looked and saw a girl. She looked about fifteen, fourteen, insanely red hair, and brown eyes. "Thanks." Marie said with her shoulders tense. How much did this girl hear? It was nice that she gave her a compliment, and really she wasn't singing that well in her own mind. She could of done better if she would of warmed up, or was this girl just easily impressed? And out of no where there was a sneeze and a tugging at her feet. Marie looked down to see what was at her feet and saw... Flowers? Boom! Another sneeze. Marie ripped her feet from those little photosynthesizing demons and rubbed her nose. Stupid flowers.
Marie listened to what the red head was saying and had honestly know idea what she was going on about. Something about life and death. Marie sneezed one more time and looked back at the girl. "Music is a challenging art. It takes patience, timing and perfect coordination." The teenager informed her and everything as true. Playing one instrument is hard enough, but two is even harder.
[ [ Out Of the Choir: ---] ] |
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 4:44 pm
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Posted: Sun May 26, 2013 6:13 pm
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Marie Leslie Theriot awoke in the cabin of the bane of her existence. She didn't want to get up. I was too early. Or at least she thought it was. So, she rolled over to view teh time her iPod read. 11:34. "Uggh." Marie groaned. "It's too early for this sh*t." She finished mumbling angrily to herself. Well. Time is time. And it just so happened to be time to wake up. Marie rolled herself out of bed and slunk to the bathrooms at the back of the Apollo cabin. Slowly but surely she undressed herself and slid into the shower. Cold. Of course. You would think this god forsaken camp could afford more hot water. But no. Marie could tell that today was not going to be a good one.
After about twenty minutes of mediocre singing and cold water, Marie finaly finished her shower and put on a simple outfit. With a leather jacket for good measure, Marie set out for the day. Loathing every second. She simply put on her aqua colored Beats, put on Ten Thousand Fists by Disturbed and began walking. Particularly to the Amphitheater.
By the time she got there, the song had changed three times. Twice by her own choosing, once from a song simply being over. By now she was humming Everybody's Fool by Evanescence. Arriving on the stage, Marie headed to the grand piano that was in the corner. She sat at it, pulled the Beats around her neck and began to tap away at the keys. 'A, c, d , b sharp, e flat...' she thought as she hit each key. And thus her thoughts drifted more and more peaceful with each note. First time in a long time since she's felt so relaxed.
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