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 Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 9:40 pm
 ==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== "actually, the music was pretty...well.. I would say fantastic but that ain't me. It's just when music like that goes on; I relax a lot and it puts me to sleep.. helps me a lot when I am stressed from school or angry for some reason..and it just relaxes you, pretty much soothes the soul...as what my Dad says. But anyway...let's catch up to Mark and Nick...and Madlinka...and those marshmallows you wanted anyway. Then afterward, it's that next gig." She then pokes him with her elbow in a friendly way as she was wide awake then. "Then afterward we can probably have some hot cider and cookies before going to bed; it will be nice.. oh and we sleep in tents with sleeping bags...so yeah."She then had her arms behind her head as she is relaxed now.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:17 pm
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"I don't know how long you were there, though most of what I played was Chopin. He was one of the greatest composers on the piano. Ever." he pauses, thinking about what else he had played. "A bit of Liszt.... And the last one was Ave Maria." one of his favorites, admittedly. "Composed by Schubert. It's a prayer in song to the Virgin Mary." he wasn't Catholic, but the song was beautiful; that's all that mattered in his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:40 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== "Well, it's not as bad as it is. Oh..speaking of which, we're here." She then saw that the others were there. Madlinka had a Guitar there strumming it a bit while Ncik and Mark did the same thing fore the- wait..how did they get their instruments..? Ah who cares? Right now it's Marshmellow time. It was just hanging around the campfire, laughing, even having some hot apple cider and cookies before going to bed...meh, it's more fun than description anyway.*timeskip* I am being too lazy to do all that crap, I sort of want to get it over with...but this time will be still during that night. Laura was laying on her sleeping bag not really saying anything until she heard vibration from her phone..Madlinka..obviously..since they were a bit far apart and such. She then got this text message: 'Do you like any of those guys so far?' She then almost gasped but kept quiet. She never really wants a relationship...much. She then thought about it. Mark was the reason she was here..he ain't that bad or anything. Nick; nice guy...kind of lazy but he does help here and there..and he is good at videgames. Em...gods. He can play piano, make her relax like that, helped her up when she got beaten on..but that was not out of pure gold, and he is still not nice to her yet. She then just texts back: 'Never have...Never will'. Then she fallen asleep again.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 3:55 pm
►►►►►►►►►►►►♫♛♫◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄ As soon as they reached the fire, Em sat down between Mark and Nick. Immediately attacking the marshmallows, it wasn't long before they vanished before his mighty hunger. The guys devoured just about everything placed before them, leaving just enough for the girls to prevent them from complaining. The singer wondered if he'd missed out on flirting with any especially cute girls, but it was an afternoon well spent even if he had.
Laying in his sleeping bag, Em couldn't seem to force himself to sleep. After hours of tossing and turning, he eventually climbed out of his spot between the guys to sit beside the slowly dying fire. It had been reduced to burning embers, and gently he poked at them with a stick. It was rather chilly, especially without his heavy sleeping bag to protect him from the night air. Rubbing his arms gently, he extends his legs out to stretch a bit. Yawning heavily, the cold only forces him more awake. Glancing over at the others still laying peacefully, and presumably asleep, he sighs gently. Laying back, he crosses his arms beneath his head to stare up at the stars.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 9:09 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then sighed as she then pretty much watched the sky go brighter and brighter...of cloudy in the morning as she then yawned as she got millions of texts back and forth.
'You sure you don't like anyone?'
No...
'I think that guy with black hair is cute'
Yes but I do not feel anything!...
'You don't know that....'
Clearly I don't...
She sighed as she then rubbed her head because she could never sleep as she then checked the time. She then saw that Mark and Nick are awake..somehow more refreshed than they usually are than the bus. Well...this may be fun. "As Soon as Em is awake and we have breakfast, we're leaving...well... I know Em would want that so yeah..." She shrugs as she then looked over at Em's tent as she then remembered she had a new song. "Hey Em, wake up, I got some new lyrics for you to see." She whispers through the tent. "Now wake up!"==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 2:30 pm
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Ah, that piano. It made such a beautiful sound, and he had missed playing one. He'd have to talk the guys into letting him get one; an upright, at the very least. Walking around the tent, Emile stares down at the girl whispering to an empty tent. "Good morning, my sweet. How I regret not staying in bed to be awoken by your sweet voice." his tone was soft and poetic, though his smirk gave away any misunderstanding.
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 3:22 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then grumbled. "Oh Shut, and don't call me sweet. It makes me want to throw up thinking someone's calling me that." She then stretches and then smells pancakes. "Well, going to get some breakfast and such, and I'm guessing you went back to the piano sometime ago..." She then grabbed some as Mark and Nick wanted to leave now since they didn't want to be late for the gig and such. Laura nodded, as she grabbed her plateful and gave Madlinka a small hug. 'I'll probably hear from you soon, eh?" She then sees her cousin respond with a nod. She then followed Mark and Nick to the bus, where it pulled up for them at the big parking lot area; which was empty. Her visit here was quite short, but she knew SOME of the Rosebuds got entertained and relaxed for once. "I just wonder what's out there."==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Fri Dec 10, 2010 10:38 am
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"Alright, kids, that was fun. But time it's about time to get moving once again." he waved at the bus driver, signalling him they were prepared to go. "I hope you all have everything." he mutters, tearing off another piece of pancake to pop into his mouth. Glancing around to his friends, he takes the nods as assurance they had everything. "And our lone flower, have you everything?" he asks, turning his gaze on Laura.
{Sorry this took so long. My car spun off the road on Wednesday, so I was a bit shaken. All is well now.}
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 4:58 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== "Alright Alright, I do..." She grumbled as she then follows the three to the bus as she then got everything in the bus; her suitcase and such as she puts most of her 'IMPORTANT' stuff in the 'spare' room in the closet. She sighs as she then scratches her head and lays on the bed kind of relaxing..besides.. she didn't get much sleep in the tents anyway.... "Man.. that little day off made me a bit homesick...." She mumbled to herself as she then hums a song from the movie that was Rated R a while ago, such a sad ending. "Hey, what are we going to play for the next gig anyway?"==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 8:44 pm
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Almost.
"No idea." he responds, shoving the last piece of pancake into his mouth. Crossing his arms behind his head, he leans back in his seat. He glanced at Nick and Mark, cocking an eyebrow as if to direct the question at them. Each shrugged in turn, and Emile let out a frustrated sigh as he swallows the remnants of his pancake. "Season's Haunting and Shooting Star went over well with the Chicago crowd. We should throw those in somewhere." he suggests, though his tone suggested that he had already made the decision. "What else are you comfortable playing, my dear girl? It would be such a shame to get you in over your head." ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►♫♛♫◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 9:30 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then just sneers as she then just crosses her arms. "Yeah Yeah Whatever..." She then just stands there for a moment until she feels her phone vibrate.. she then picks it up to realize that her dad is calling her.. she nods and and looks up. "It's my Dad..he's calling.." She then got to her room and then stays there during the whole conversation...
She had been there for hours... She had been done talking with Dad.. it was not what she expected.. Her Dad called because apprently..her Mom called..wanting to talk to her daughter.. of course Dad lied saying that she was busy, but he told her she was in the Shadow Rose-buds band, which pissed the Mom off Laura guessed... She sighs as she sat there...thinking about why her Mom took so long in deciding to call them and check on the daughter.. Laura looked down on her notebook and decided to write something down...something that was inside for awhile now.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 9:48 pm
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Glancing over his shoulder at the others, it is clear that he will be the one to drag out the Princess. Nick was furiously battling some sort of boss, and though he was nearing completion, he refused to move until the beast was dead. Watching over his shoulder, Mark was totally enraptured with the battle going on. Sighing in frustration, he knocks lightly on the door before pushing it open a few inches to peer inside. "We're stopping for food. Come on." leaving the door cracked open, he turns to find Nick, Mark, and the driver gone. Nick must have defeated his boss, and the three must have slipped out already. Shrugging, Em glanced back to the door to make sure that Laura was coming. ►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►►♫♛♫◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 3:00 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== She then hears the door crack open and Em the flirt pretty much telling her that they're stopping for food..problem is..she wanted to be alone..she didn't want to eat with the others right now as now she got not only worried about her Dad, but also angry that her Mom decided to wait 17 years to call and also not even having a motherly figure ever in her life...She sighs.. she then goes through the bag to find that she had a few snacks in here plus a soda which was surprisngly cold.. She had Chips, Crackers, and also some peanuts.. She decided it was best to let him leave. "You go...I need to finish these snacks and a drink in my bag, besides.. I am not very hungry today... go on without me." She then starts munching on her chips and taking a small sip of soda, knowing this was WAY bad for her to just have a snack and soda for her dinner until next morning.. but she not thinking about food right now; she was thinking about her dad.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 4:35 pm
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"Where's Laura?" he asks, turning in his seat to look at the door. He hadn't seen the drummer enter behind his friend, and nor did he see her in the parking lot or the restaurant.
"She told me to go on without her. Claimed she wasn't hungry." Emile shrugs, as if it wasn't important. "Her eating habits are none of my business."
"But you know, Birdie has been eatin' kinda weird." Nick chimes in, pointing out something they had all noticed.
Mark leaned over the table, the others present following his lead. "Do you think she has an eating disorder?"
"Man, I dunno. She is pretty skinny."
Rolling his eyes, Em leaned back against the booth with a loud thump. "You guys sound like a bunch of high school girls. Gossiping like that." he frowns, thinking on it now. She hadn't eaten that day on the bus when they'd first left, even turning down donuts. He seemed to tune out his friends' conversation, thinking about the possibility of an eating disorder... But for some reason he couldn't get it to stick. She had eaten way too much otherwise, and especially before they'd left. It wasn't until the waitress came to take their orders that he snapped out of it. After she left, however, he did not like the looks on his friends' faces. "What?"
"We've come to a decision."
"You're gonna go talk to Birdie. Bring 'er in here."
"Why me? he demands, forehead furrowed in annoyance.
"'Cause you two needa bond a little. Stop your fighting."
"Yeah. Get going."
Standing and moving towards the door without another intelligble word, Emile grumbles one his way back to the bus. Climbing on board, he continues to mumble as he shifts through his things. He had no intention of speaking to Laura, but maybe if he stayed here for a bit his claim that she refused to come out would be more believable.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 7:22 pm
==== ☠ ======== ☠ ==== When he left, she was able to let her feelings go and sob for a bit..she didn't know how long she let the feeling flow out but otherwise it was hurting a lot...she now wanted to go back home.. it was final.. after this World Tour she wants to leave and go home..but she knew she wanted to go on here so she is gonna finish this tour.. otherwise she won't just quit right away.. especially when the gig is tomorrow... she then sighs as she then just wrote down the lyrics inside her notebook:
Out My Front Door, I see your face right there in the darkness, I once was in.
You Left me, You let me struggle through life without knowing what it was like..
And now your saying that you want me back, do you expect me to be that easy? I have no sympathy for the likes of you...
"Bunch of bull..." She sort of lost touch with that as she wiped her face, forgotten that the door was partially open and she sighs. "Life sucks..I can't even make it right..." She then wipes it, sighs and lays down on the bed relaxing.. thinking about the times she had back at home.. and the times at school which she despised.==== ☠ ======== ☠ ====
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