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 Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 8:09 pm
Yang Kaido
When I'm strumming these strings...
...the rest of this world doesn't matter...
...I'm finally free...  ☆ ★Yang Kaido★ ☆ ★Bass Guitar★ Yang nodded in and out as he sat at the counter his chin balanced on his hand up until the point that Jack walked in and spoke with him. Be it the vibrations of the words that Jack spoke, or simply a matter of time until he slipped, but Yang's right hand dropped and his head fell into and cradled arm pillow made by his limbs and quickly he was asleep, like a child who had been awake for far too long tempting his bedtime on a weekend. He came just short of snoring his breath only slightly audible in a silent room. He had been up playing hard and imagining things. He had finally escaped his situation, but today was rather eventful, from being dunked into a pool by a crazy person to talking down a crazy girl with a vase. He needed his rest and apparently now was the time to get it, even if he couldn't make it to his room. Freedom within the notes"
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 8:56 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ↘ ▌▌▌████████████████████████ Yayoi ☊ Leilei ████████████████████████ ▌▌▌▌ ↙ __________ _______________________________________ __________  If you close your eyes,
You'll miss what your soul would really listen to. . .
The sound of harmony,
All in a single note. . . ____________________
♔ ӃɆӋɃѺȺЯʠ ♔
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↙↙The female keyboardist, Yayoi, blinked a few times before turning back to, Mari, the female drummer of the band. The female drummer was already up and ready to burn off some energy as it had seemed to Yayoi. However, Mari seemed a be more alive than the boy from the males' band. Yayoi politely moved not wishing to avoid him or even block him. Same gesture was to the male blonde also who Yayoi strangely did not like, but maybe that was from flicking her in the forehead. The female keyboardist wasn't highly sure. Nevertheless, Yayoi had nothing to do with them. At the moment though, Yayoi glanced at the male in the brown hair as she hoped he would be alright before turning back to Mari again.
Yayoi simple nodded at Mari smiling, "Don't worry about it, Mari. I'm only going to take my laptop with us. The laptop isn't really that heavy, so don't worry about it too much. Besides, exercise is always best."
The female keyboardist began to take the offer of exiting first. Yayoi didn't mind the walking due the fact she didn't really have her own car. No, Yayoi felt more relaxed walking than relying too much on vehicles. The female keyboardist had nothing against vehicles. Yayoi would take a ride on some on occasions depending on the area or destination. In this case, Yayoi would take taxis and public buses. However, Mari was considered a hyper girl and it would be bad if Yayoi wanted to weigh her down by having her worry over her strength.
A sound so quiet,
A beauty that can only be heard. . .
A ring to the ear drums,
That is the sound of music. . . ╔══════════════╗
O.ut/ O.f/ C. hocolate Candy:
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 9:52 pm
 Mari ZamiyaBadass Drummer
"So, what are your plans for today?" Mari asked Yayoi, trying to find out if she could bother the girl for longer. She actually needed to do something she would rather do with someone so she wanted to know if the keyboardist was free for the day.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:01 pm
 Before the young man could manage a reply, Yang let his head fall and he fell asleep, right there. Dang, the guy must've been exausted. And as Jack continued to look at him, a smile formed on his face. Yang could be such a child sometimes. Letting out a chuckle, he grabbed the young man by the arm and slung it over his shoulder before leading him to his room. Gently laying him down on his bed, he pulled the blanket over him before taking a few steps back. And with one last look, he stepped out of Yang's room and shut the door behind him, leaving the guy to sleep.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 5:02 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↘ ▌▌▌████████████████████████ Yayoi ☊ Leilei ████████████████████████ ▌▌▌▌ ↙ __________ _______________________________________ __________ If you close your eyes,
You'll miss what your soul would really listen to. . .
The sound of harmony,
All in a single note. . . ____________________
♔ ӃɆӋɃѺȺЯʠ ♔
__________________
↙↙The female keyboardist, Yayoi, quietly followed after Mari carefully keeping up with the female drummer. Yayoi preferred walking instead of running since she would rather enjoy the breeze and sounds that met her eardrums. The female keyboardist had her laptop carrier on her shoulder. The laptop carrier wasn't as heavy as she knew it would be. Looking ahead, Yayoi noticed that Mari was almost out of the female keyboardist sight.
"Wait up, Mari," the female keyboardist yelled as she immediately raced after the female drummer.
Upon arriving at the tea shop, Yayoi placed the carrier on the side of her chair before siting down a bit tired. The female keyboardist had not been running in sometime especially the kind of running to catch up with Mari.
Hearing the question, the female keyboardist blinked a bit before looking through the glass window of the tea shop, "Mm, I don't think I had any plans, but to make more beats."
A sound so quiet,
A beauty that can only be heard. . .
A ring to the ear drums,
That is the sound of music. . . ╔══════════════╗
O.ut/ O.f/ C. hocolate Candy: Sorry about post. ><
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:45 pm
 ☢ ⓗ ⓐ ⓡ ⓤ ☢ leader ☢ singerHaru had lost his patience so he got out of the car and left the blonde to go by herself, whenever that would be. He decided to get some groceries for himself, but first he needed to get some money since he was broke at the moment. Haru ran back into the house to grab his keys and helmet which he slipped on then jumped onto his black bike to start the engine. The bike sped out of the driveway and down the street until he entered busy traffic areas where he recklessly sped his way around the slower moving vehicles. He was a guy who drove too fast that he was endangering himself but he didn't care; all he cared about was the thrill and adrenaline rush he got from riding. Riding gave him the same feeling his music did when he was performing. It was the feeling of being on top of the world, to feel like he had the ability to do anything. It was pure euphoria. After a few minutes, Haru reached his destination which was the bank. He withdrew some money from his bank account then headed to the store to get some food. It was a family grocery store so when Haru walked in with his bright purple hair and rocker outfit, he earned himself some stares from the other people shopping. Haru simply smiled in response to them and continued on his task. He grabbed all the food he thought they would need which consisted of a lot of instant noodles and other foods that were easy and quick to make. After getting all he could carry, Haru dumped his haul at the register where an awkward but cute cashier was. She was surprised to see Haru and she blushed a little at how handsome he was but she tried hiding it while she rang up his groceries. Haru grinned at her and tried to make small talk with her but she was simply too shy or nervous to respond coherently. The girl soon finished allowing Haru to pay the amount due. He left the store, but not without leaving his number to the girl since she would be quite pretty if she dolled herself up. Haru got back onto his bike and headed back to the house to see what his darling band was up to. He parked his bike out front and took his helmet off as he headed up the drive way and into the house. "I'm home! And I have food!" Haru announced once inside. He set his helmet down and headed to the kitchen to dump the grocery bags onto the counter. His stomach was growling quite loudly now so he began to prepare himself some ramen noodles. ooc: screw it, i'm tired of waiting for her, already got behind cat_scream
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 4:42 pm
Hearing the lead singer's voice, Jack walked into the kitchen to find many bags of food. A smile formed on his face as he took a seat on one of the stools by the counter and began looking through the bags. "Wow, ya' did good Haru-kun." he said, pulling out a bag of chips and beginning to scarf them down.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 5:23 pm
When I'm strumming these strings...
...the rest of this world doesn't matter...
...I'm finally free... ☆ ★Yang Kaido★ ☆ ★Bass Guitar★ The voice of their lead singer stirred the young man from his slumber to which he found himself lying on his bed. He had absolutely no recollection of ending up there and could only assume that one of his bandmates must've moved him, sometimes he felt that he only played into the childlike persona that normally fell upon the youngest band member. He rose and stepped out of the room, his hair slightly askew from just waking up. As he exited his room and walked to the kitchen he gave a large yawn covered half heartedly with his hand. Haru was back and there was food for the first time. Actual food, he'd have to remember to cook something to celebrate the new home. Something that the guys would enjoy, he could care less about the overly violent women that found themselves in the household. He gave a silent wave to the band leader and Jack as he sat at the counter just to not be the lazy guy sleeping. After all he had to make some movement. Freedom within the notes"
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 12:10 am
Mari ZamiyaBadass Drummer "Two of your hugest cups of Thai Tea with boba please. Use the big bobas. Thank you!" Mari said as soon as she entered the pretty empty tea shop. It was still pretty early in the morning so Yayoi and her were the first ones there. She then fished out her money from her sweater pocket as she anxiously watched the drinks get made. With a grin, she paid for the drinks and took them to Yayoi, bringing straws with her.
"You don't have anywhere else to go then? So I can steal you for a couple more hours?", the drummer asked her band mate as she passed the keyboardist her drink and straw. "I need to go to school. The principal said I need to get all papers ready before I return to school... I'm kinda scared to go to school so it would mean a lot to me if you'd accompany me." she asmitted, as she took a long drink from her cup.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 3:48 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↘ ▌▌▌████████████████████████ Yayoi ☊ Leilei ████████████████████████ ▌▌▌▌ ↙ __________ _______________________________________ __________ If you close your eyes,
You'll miss what your soul would really listen to. . .
The sound of harmony,
All in a single note. . . ____________________
♔ ӃɆӋɃѺȺЯʠ ♔
__________________
↙↙ Yayoi followed in behind the female drummer a bit tired out when the female keyboardist tried to catch up with the energetic drummer. Yayoi's eyes wandered around the Tea Shop with high curiosity as it had seemed that it was still morning, so the natural thing to expect of having a shop open when you arrive. Taking a seat, the female keyboardist placed the laptop carrier on her lap as she looked out the window of the shop to the number of people walking by. The inside of the shop was quiet, but only a few sounds from possibly machines.
"Sure," the female keyboardist nodded at the female drummer graciously taking her drink, "I'm not really in a rush to anything today."
Yayoi nodded to Mari's request as she began to drink from her cup. Although, the female keyboardist was somewhat curious as why Mari would need company, but Yayoi did not bother to ask. The female keyboardist didn't want to be nosy in the female drummer's personal affair. Instead, Yayoi didn't mind accompanying Mari since the female keyboardist was actually free. Besides, Yayoi didn't mind as she wanted to continue to hang out with Mari a bit more.
A sound so quiet,
A beauty that can only be heard. . .
A ring to the ear drums,
That is the sound of music. . . ╔══════════════╗
O.ut/ O.f/ C. hocolate Candy: Writers Block. xnx;
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 10:51 pm
Mari ZamiyaBadass Drummer "Oh my gosh! You are the bestest! Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. I really need a friend's support." Mari said getting up and giving Yayoi a tight squeeze of a hug. The drummer was really appreciative of the keyboardist. She wont admit it out right but she was really scared of facing anyone from her school. As strong as the character she wants everyone to see her as, Mari was very scared of how her old teachers would react with her coming back to school from juvie. If it weren't for her parents, she probably wouldn't even have the heart to come back to school.
"I'll help you with your beats if you want. It would be the least that I can do for agreeing to come with me." She then told Yayoi as she sat back and returned to drinking her tea.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 4:35 pm
I had a way, then,
Losing it all on my own,
I had a heart then,
But the queen has been overthrown.  ★ ★ ★ Caleb Michael ★ ★ ★ ¤Keyboard¤ _______________________________________________ Come on take a step closer and I'll show you what my world is like. _______________________________________________ Caleb remained sitting in the drivers seat of the car, even as Yang left and went into the house. He wasn't entirely sure where to start with his search for the others car, but, he knew he had to start somewhere. Pulling out his phone, he quickly opened the internet and searched for car lots that were in the area. Once he got the results, he scrolled through them, and chose one as he went. He wasn't very successful at first, until he opened one, and did a search on it that finally came up with a list of 10 different cars of the same kind as Yang's. However, he only needed one car, and it had to be the exact one his friend showed him.
"Come on come on, I know you have to be here somewhere. I swear I'll find you."
He muttered quietly as he scrolled down the list. Caleb sighed in frustration as he figured he most likely wasn't going to find the car that easily, and was about to shut the phone off and go inside when something caught his attention. Scrolling back up, his eyes landed on a picture of one specific car, that had the same design on it that Yang had shown him was on his. Clicking on the image, he examined the details and other images they provided, and when he got to the name of the owner, he grinned. It took about an hour or two, but he found the car. There had been a lot of sites to look at, and even then, he had made one or two calls as well to inquire about the thing to now avail. However, now he had found it.
"Ah, I see..that's a lot of money..but no problem. I'll go and pick it up now I think. It would be a nice surprise after all. I think."
With those words, the male searched the location of the car lot on google maps and when he found the location, he sighed in relief. It was somewhat far, but he could walk there and be back within the hour if he hurried. Though, maybe it would take an hour actually, it was a somewhat longer walk then it looked. With a shrug and a chuckle, he slid out of his car, taking the keys with him, and closed the door, locking it. He had money on him, but he would have to write a check for the owner of the shop. With a sigh, he headed off on his trip.
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"I said I'm going to buy the car back for him, one way or another, so if you don't hand it over, I'm going to be sure you never work again in any sort of car shop. Maybe I'll make sure you have to move to work. Now, I don't like being nasty or anything with the status of wealth, but you're really starting to tick me off. I have enough money to buy this car and to include a bit of a tip. If you aren't willing to take it, then you might as well not work again. So now, I'll ask you once more.."
Caleb ground out before leaning forward and grabbing the collar of the mans shirt. His eyes narrowed glaring into the man behind the counters with anger flickering beneath them. It wasn't often that he was able to be anger like this, so easily, but the guy couldn't just let things go, they had to be difficult. He would be taking that car one way or another. He would find a way to get it back to Yang.
"are you going to hand over the car today, or are you going to make me find another way to be sure it gets into my hands, by say, you losing the possibility of ever working again? It makes me feel disgusted with myself or even having to say these words."
The male hated using threats like that with a passion, and in fact, had despised it when his parents would before they died in the accident. He wasn't a rich snob, no matter what the others would say. Caleb just wanted to get the car back, and then go back to not caring about his money or what not. The man before him nodded nervously and he let him go, stepping back a few steps to get the check out. He slid that and a 20 across the counter before reaching up just in time to catch the car keys the other threw. The car was likely dirty from sitting in the car yard for so long, but he would get it cleaned up.
Walking out back to where he was told it was kept, he quickly spotted it and approached with a critical eye. He had to be sure it was still in good condition and that no one had damaged it because they didn't care much about the thing. Luckily, it seemed okay to him, other then the dirt caked on it. Unlocking the door, he climbed in and started the engine, revving it to test the sound and to be sure it ran okay. It seemed fine for the most part, now all he had to do was get it washed and then get it to the house. Closing the door, he pulled out of the lot, and onto the street. People stared at the car as it passed because of the dirt and such that stuck to it, but he didn't care. He would get it cleaned up soon, in fact, very soon for there was a descent car wash near by that he always went to for his car when he didn't have the time to do it himself. Once there, he payed the guys to take serious care of the vehicle, and when they were finished, Caleb couldn't help but grin. The car looked amazing. After paying them a large tip for the work and care they took on his "little brother's" car, he drove off towards the house again.
Once at the house, he easily pulled it up and into the drive way, but since there wasn't really any room left, he turned it into the grass next to it where it seemed to fit perfectly. Now he had to get Yang's attention. With a grin, he reached up and pressed down hard on the horn. Even if it didn't get Yang's at first, it might have gotten someone elses who would come out to see what the ruckus was. That would inevitably catch the younger boys attention most likely, or at least he hoped, and would bring him out as well. _______________________________________________ The music I play is my life, and I wouldn't change it for the world. _______________________________________________ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± And so I tell myself, that I'll be strong,
And Dreaming when they're gone,
Because they're calling, calling, calling,
Me home, calling, calling, calling, home.
(( O.o wow, long post. Haven't been posting here, sorry bout that. I know the grammar might not be all that great cause I needed to rush things or write a book. XD ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 4:50 pm
When I'm strumming these strings...
...the rest of this world doesn't matter...
...I'm finally free... ☆ ★Yang Kaido★ ☆ ★Bass Guitar★ As Yang sat at the counter in a semi sleep state he felt his ears twitch to the sound of an approaching vehicle. The sound was so nostalgic. Strong and proud the vibrations traveling down the road. It sounded just like his grandfather's car, then the horn honked. Yang ran from his position, the chair dropping to the ground as he nearly slid to the door ripping it open and venturing out into the light. His eyes took a moment to adjust however the image was clear it was the car, the one he had desired for so long. It was covered in dust, the engine didn't sound as good as it used to and Yang could tell it hadn't seen the same love that his grandfather had shown to it, but it was definitely the car. The wing insignia made that most obvious. He ran to it and inside was none other than Caleb, his look of boredom had officially been blown off of his face in place of one displaying intense happiness and elation mixed with confusion. "But...but how?! Caleb how did you pull this off?!" Freedom within the notes"
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 5:13 pm
I had a way, then,
Losing it all on my own,
I had a heart then,
But the queen has been overthrown. ★ ★ ★ Caleb Michael ★ ★ ★ ¤Keyboard¤ _______________________________________________ Come on take a step closer and I'll show you what my world is like. _______________________________________________ It seemed as though Caleb really didn't have to worry about Yang not being the one to show up outside as the male came rushing from the house. It seemed at first like he was confused, blinking at the light presumably before it actually registered that it was in fact his grandfathers car. With a grin, he waited for Yang to approach, which when he did, he couldn't help but laugh a little. It was nice seeing the look on his face, to hear the excitement in his voice. Carefully he opened the door, got out, and stood next to it with his hand held out towards it.
"That's, a long story really. Though, I knew I had to get it for you. It took a few hours just to find the lot, then I walked all the way there to get the car. Here, though, why don't you see it for yourself."
He offered signaling that he was stepping aside to let him get into his own vehicle. The male did reach up and ruffle his hair though with a chuckle. He was glad the other could finally have something that would hopefully keep him happy, even if he only really showed it around him. Of course, the car would most likely need some work done, but that could be taken care of by both of them..or even just Yang if he really wanted to work alone on it.
"This will be an early, or perhaps a late, birthday present, how about that? Though I'll probably still get you something else for it anyway but consider this a part of the gift." _______________________________________________ The music I play is my life, and I wouldn't change it for the world. _______________________________________________ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± And so I tell myself, that I'll be strong,
And Dreaming when they're gone,
Because they're calling, calling, calling,
Me home, calling, calling, calling, home.
((wow that wasn't the best post after that massive one. XD Though, I suppose I can blame it on writers block. XD))
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 5:08 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↘ ▌▌▌████████████████████████ Yayoi ☊ Leilei ████████████████████████ ▌▌▌▌ ↙ __________ _______________________________________ __________ If you close your eyes,
You'll miss what your soul would really listen to. . .
The sound of harmony,
All in a single note. . . ____________________
♔ ӃɆӋɃѺȺЯʠ ♔
__________________
↙↙The female keyboardist, Yayoi, smiled kindly as the female drummer squeezed her body into a hug. The female keyboardist's hands hugged in return to Mari's friendly gesture. Yayoi truly didn't mind doing anything for her female band members. They were considered a family she felt comfortable and at home with. With Mari, Mari was labeled a close sisterly sibling in Yayoi's heart.
"Of course, Mari," Yayoi said in a nice tone as she kept the smile on her face, "I do what you want. What are friend for if I didn't?"
Yayoi blinked a bit as she stared at Mari's offer to return the female keyboardist kindness by helping with Yayoi's beats. However, making beats was a bit more difficult since making beats were on the female keyboardist's laptop. The female keyboardist old ways of making beats were on her keyboard equipment when she was young. As a child, Yayoi's father had introduced her to computerize beats which the female keyboardist's developed over her years.
A sound so quiet,
A beauty that can only be heard. . .
A ring to the ear drums,
That is the sound of music. . . ╔══════════════╗
O.ut/ O.f/ C. hocolate Candy: Sorry for the bad post. v.v;
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