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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 9:12 pm
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The sacred dream of being part of a successful rock group may have correlated with thousands of adolescents worldwide, but it held no sway with Tsukimi. As she pulled into the parking lot she could feel the last of her savings drain out through the dying gasps of her father’s moped. It had spent the last few years of its life escaping the feds between deliveries, and as aggravated as she was to see its rear wheel completely disengage, roll into traffic, and slip into an alleyway, Tsukimi only saluted the tire. “Roll on, a*****e. Roll on.”
Of course, the entire moped fell onto its side in a crumpled heap that she chose to ignore. Instead, the delivery girl walked into the upscale building like she owned the place. After all, it had been her decision to hold try outs in the penthouse, regardless of whose dime was covering. If they could prove that they already had the financial backing for this venture, it shouldn’t be too hard to find a new member.
She giggled in the elevator. That is, until she got a good look at herself in the 360 mirror hell that was the elevator. Button up work shirt, khaki pants, ponytail; in other words…”I look like my mother!” She cried, pulling down on her cheeks while she crumbled into herself. Hastily she ripped off the over shirt to expose her white undershirt, and then ripped out hair out of the ponytail to fan it out. As ******** up as it was she managed to pull it off. The elevator door dinged open while she was attempting to tear holes in the knees of her pants.
“What…are you doing?” Tsukimi’s head snapped up, and she locked eyes with her twin, who was opening the door to the penthouse. As usual, he was dressed in appropriate fashion for the occasion with a text book in his hand. “Hey, you need to get out of the elevator now. It’s going to-“
The door closed and all he could hear was the shrill of the trapped she-beast within.
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Painted Moose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:00 pm
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“So, I’m sure I’ll trick Takeshi into a date if I just…yeah! Perfect!” Mei grinned as she twirled her umbrella. “He can’t refuse! If I keep his sister hostage…” she noticed weird looks from people as she said her plans aloud, and quickly scuttled through the streets, scowling as if it was their fault for having ears. “Nosy people! Getting in between me and my love!” She cheered right back up and kept on her way until she came face-to-face with the building they were using for auditions. “No line…” she frowned and looked around in case they were sitting close to the area, but nothing. “Maybe, we’ll have to call off the band. We can’t function without a bassist.” She drove the end of her umbrella into the pavement in a moment of fury and angrily opened the door and flung it shut behind her.
“I’m sure I’ll get busted by my parents for being here. I’m just sure, somehow, like always, they find out.” The short boy let out in his usual melancholy tone, “I swear the only time I get let out of that crap hole is for school and Junior Scientist club meetings.” He calmly walked through the streets, acting as if it was normal to see a thirteen-year-old walking alone at night in dark alleyways carrying a guitar shaped case on his back. Completely normal, especially when this young kid was wearing a pair of bright orange goggles over his forehead. Can’t get any more normal than that. He continued his venture through the dark streets until he got to the address that was located on the flyer. “Seems run down, I wonder if these guys are legit or not.” He heaved a sigh and ran a hand through his hair, “Guess I’ll figure that out…” he grabbed onto the doorknob and forced his way into the establishment.
((Sorry it's crappy. Sick and tired.))
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Painted Moose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 1:38 pm
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"You think?" Tsukimi grumbled, pushing a strand of exotic hair away from her face. "I came here straight from work, and I was trying to fix myself up, but- s**t!" Quick as a flash Tsukimi reached over to slam her hands on the button panel. "She's right outside! Mei is like right outside. I didn't think she was going to be here today, so I let Takeshi come, and OH GOD WHY IS THIS SO SLOW?" She shifted her eyes from the lolita to the kid behind her and slowly down to her foot that was blocking the elevator door from properly closing. With an aggrivated huff, she pulled it in, giving a triumphant hoot, must to the disdain of the hotel employees. The doors began to close ever so slowly...
Meanwhile, in the penthouse, Takeshi was keeping busy by straightening up the place. He'd already shifted most of the furniture around so that the instruments could be placed near the large bay windows overlooking the city, but he'd hit a snag when it came to plugging it all in. Damnable city building that it was.
"Should I put out refreshments now or later?" He mumbled, taking a little break to perform a sound check on the mic. "If I put them over there..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 2:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2012 8:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 8:56 pm
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Painted Moose Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 9:57 pm
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