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 Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 10:23 am
Nahm inclined his head just a little, acknowledging the silent assurance. No awkwards here either then, bro. All good.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:06 pm
Ren had never met Nahm before (at least, he didn't think he had), but he gave the boil a salute and a wide smile, wings flapping once before they curled against his back.
"It's hanging delightfully well," he answered Seiji, clapping a hand noisily on the boil's shoulder and patting his shoulder in a friendly sort of manner. He flew upwards a few feet and sat there in midair, legs crossed, arms folded across his chest.
"I am doing whatever it is that Amrita needs me to do," said Ren grandly, a few gusts of wind expelled from the wings that were currently keeping him airborne.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 8:48 pm
"Oh...I guess that makes sense." Amrita sounded distracted as Roch reminded her that they were third years, and their time at Prom should be spent with their companions. While her eye was cast down towards the papers on the table, her mind was elsewhere in a rather unhappy, guilty place.
Before she knew it the room was filling up with various bandmates and DJs, which was more than enough to get her over whatever little funk Roch had so accidentally put her in. The Patchwork cleared her throat and stood up, trying to make herself appear taller. Sadly, in this room, that wouldn't have much of an affect.
"Okay, everyone! I think this is everyone?" She saw Roch, Ren and Enzo here, which was at the very least whom she was after. "Well, if there are any stragglers we can fill them in later. Anyway, Thanks for coming, we really appreciate your help with Prom!"
"For those of you I haven't officially met yet, My name is Amrita, nice to meet you! I'm going to be looking after the music end of things, so if you have any questions, comments, concerns, malfunctions or the like, try to come find me first, okay?" The ghoul turned her back to them to a little stack of papers she had already set aside that were perfectly organized. When she turned back towards them again, she started handing out a sheet of paper to each of them.
"We're thinking, because a lot of you a third years, that we'll have you rotate in 'shifts'. What I gave you there is a tentative schedule, so give it a look-over and let me know if that works for you."Quote: As it is ICly, so it is OOCly! We're going to be handling this in shifts, and though you don't have to be active the whole day, obviously, but if you're going to be totally busy that day let me know and we'll switch it up for you! 22nd Saturday: Radio Amity 23rd Sunday: Roch's Band 24th Monday: Ren DJ 25th Tuesday: Roch's Band 26th Wednesday: Ren's DJ + Radio Amity 27th Thursday: Ren's DJ + Radio Amity 28th Friday: Radio Amity 29th Saturday: Roch's Band
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 7:03 am
Roch glanced at the list, then pulled out his phone, searching through the files for a moment before he spoke. "An' stupid stuff--goof off stuff like draggin' people from the audience t'do a song or two, can I do that?" he asked, bringing up a recording and holding it out to Amrita to watch. It was of his little sister in a grungy hotel room, dancing as she played the song. "Technically she's part of the FMC even if I ain't put the paperwork through," he said. "That's just me bein' lazy. But if y'guys would prefer we didn't do that--" he went on, glancing up at the rest of his band. "We don't gotta. I just figured it was a good way t' get a drink and a break."
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 12:53 am
All of Roch and Ren's excitement over performing live got Enzo's gears shifting. He smirked as he eyed Pokerus. "HEY! Hey, Sharkbait, you play anything? Drums? Keyboard?" There were those rats and Mouse Band he had been working on training but those tiny instruments were just... too tiny a sound. He had been working on that too. It looked like they'd have plenty of time for some variety. Enoh Love I know my moving schedule now, and the thick of it is actually the 22nd-24th. I'll have access to my phone and my dad's laptop but it might be better if Enzo's slot(s) could be after that? I'm not sure how it's all going to shake out.
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 1:04 am
"Yeah I do. I play the drums." Pokerus nodded in acknowledgment. "Actually I'm part of a band called dirty homicide. You heard of them?" She hadn't heard of either of her band members in quite a while, though she hadn't made much of a effort to keep in contact. She figured they both kept a low profile. Nuk she'd seen about, and Deacon...well, she avoided him as much as possible.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 10:23 am
"DRUMS! Perfect, perfect! You gotcher own? Good, good." He smirked widley, swinging an arm around Poke's shoulders, "You good at improvisin'? A good rat-at-tat-tat, m' sure it'll be better than my little," He coughed and kicked a foot as a rat went tumbling from his pant leg, "Minions. Be sure to bring it, babe! We can rehearse whenever you're free, Sharky, It'll be swingin'!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 4:27 pm
"I can make a few things up." Poke nodded. "Depends on what you want though. I can play you a rat a tat tat, but my general beats pretty hard and heavy, if you know what I'm saying." It would be kinda fun to bring a full on blasting rock and roll song to a prom. Watching him kick the little rat away with a raised eye (why was this guy always surrounded by roaches and rats?) she nodded again. "Yeah, I'll bring it." And this time she wouldn't need any assistance either. She hoped nuk or deacon would be somewhere at the prom, just to see her carry the whole drum set. With one hand. "I'm free anytime you need me." the dragon ghoul then said as she thought about the enigma that was Enzo and his rat minions.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:52 pm
"Excellent, excellent! Stop by my office for some inspiration tomorrow, doll face, and we'll all be copacetic." He grinned, giving her a wink.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:01 pm
"...Sure..." Poke eyes narrowed at the wink, and she had to wonder just what kind of music he was gonna get her to play. Plus she had no idea what 'copacetic' meant. Maybe something to do with jazz music. Suspicious dragon is suspicious.
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