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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 6:10 am
This is a story about three different people that are tied by one thing:music. But later the band members will discover that music brought them together but the feeling they have for each other are much more than that... If you want to join this RP please PM me with the followings: Name: Age: Gender: Personality: Instrument: Picture: Characters: FionnName:Fionntan (Fionn for short) Age:17 Gender:male Instrument:vocals/guitar Personality:quiet,but loves to sing.Loving when you get to know him,and very secretive. Picture: ChloeName: Chloe Age: 16 Gender: Female Instrument: Drums and backup vocals Personality: nothing really special about her, besides her amazing drumming skills. She does not talk much. more like a 'follower' then a leader. Very nice and polite. Picture: LizName:Elizabeth Age: 17 Gender: Female Instrument:Bass Personality:She ia a rich girl with an unpleasant history. Not very talkative, she is mean to others but protective of her friends. Loves music and coffee. Picture: FaunnName:Faunus (Faunn) Age:15 Gender:male Personality:spastic,friendly,cute and childish nearly all the time. Instrument:Keyboard Picture:
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 9:37 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Elizabeth was running while cold drops of rain were falling around her. By the time she got to the place where the band was supposed to practice she was wet from head to toe. It was 3 pm. One hour earlier than they agreed. But it didn't matter. She had nothing else to do. Elizabeth gazed around at the room. It was an old building with gray walls and full of posters with the bands they like. In a corner there was an old guitar case and an amp and in the other a set of drums. Leaning on another wall was her own bass case. A new, shiny-looking bass case and a big, 500W amp. She smiled and went to sit down on a chair. Now we wait... she thought. But a noise came from behind the door and she shouted. "Who's there?" ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 10:00 am
Finn sighed,walking steadily toward the door,soaking wet.His white hair held a greyish color from the rain that was falling lazily.He zipped his hoodie,nearly to the place they'd been meeting for the longest time.He jogged once the building was in sight.Clenching his fists,know he'd soon be dry,he pushed open the door,panting like you'd think someone was trying to kill him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 10:10 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Fionn bursted into the room and Elizabeth jumped from the chair. His explosive entrance scared her.She frowned at him displeased that he ruined her calm, nostalgic mood. Then she looked at him and saw that soaking wet image of his. She always remebered him as the very neat person with perfect silky hair. But now he stood there with water dripping from his clothes and his hair and she let a giggle escape from her lips. After that she quickly erased the smile from her face and became serious. Her eyes were fixing him demanding an explanation. Why was he so early? ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 11:02 am
Fionn was shocked to see Elizabeth there so early.He thought he'd come here to escape the sadness that was surrounding him at home.He let a small smile escape when he caught her giggle,now feeling a little better than before.He straightened himself up,fixing his hair so it wouldn't dry a mess.He knew she wanted to know why he was here,interupting the silence she was always enclosed in,but,he didn't want to tell her.He didn't want to tell her it was because he was afraid.He just couldn't let her know of the sadness that seeped into him when he was alone.He let out a small sigh,now calm and serious,his face showing nothing.
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:04 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Elizabeth caught Fionn's smile and she smirked a bit herself. She kept looking into his eyes awaiting his answer. His comprehendment was clear in his eyes. He knew she wanted an explanation but it didn't came. The answer never came. Elizabeth sighed herself. Fine. I understand. You don't feel like talking either. thought her. It was so amusing how there two creatures felt so pleased in their silence. Elizabeth was happy that she could get back to her thinking without being disturbed. But the only thing she couldn't get back to was her dry clothes. She looked at them dissatisfied then turned her eyes back to Fionn. So...how are you planning to solve this problem? She watched him hoping to steal an idea about drying her clothes fast. ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 1:46 pm
Fionn let out a small sigh,looking at Elizabeth with eyes that kept everything secret.Blue and cold,as they usually were.Only this time there was a small idea in them.He opened his mouth a little,preparing to voice something.He then said something that may or may have not been helpful with his small,shy,secretive voice."Maybe if we start playing...giving it our all,our clothes shall dry faster?"He bit his lip,embarrassed to voice his opinion.But,his eyes lit up slightly the coldness melting in them.He moved toward the mic,nodding his head slightly at Elizabeth,letting her know he was ready.Whenever he sung,he wasn't the quiet mouse of a boy he usually was.He was someone different.Someone strong.
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Posted: Sat Mar 26, 2011 2:39 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Elizabeth shook her head. "No good. We're going to wet our instruments." I've already thought about that too before you came. she added in her mind. She took her wet coat off and started to shake her hands until they dried off. But her jeans and hair were still wet. Damn rain... She liked the rain but not when she needed to play the bass. She looked at Fionn with a begging look. You really don't have any ideas?☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2011 8:53 pm
"Ah,....Yeah,guess that's not an option."He felt a little dumb now,forgetting to think over the welfare of his guitar.Fionn,sat on the cold flooring,trying to think something else up.He paused,now looking at Elizabeth.Getting up,there was a slight smirk on his face.He neared the bathroom,strolling inside,shutting the door behind him.Blowing sounds could be heard from the outside.When he came out moments later,he was fairly dry,his hair no longer wet and gray,But instead white and silky,flowing on his head like silk.He'd used the hand dryer that was neatly posted near the porcelain sinks in the small bathroom.He glanced at Elizabeth,his pool-blue eyes sparkling with ideas.
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 5:23 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆  "Oh...forgot about that." and Elizabeth bursted into laughter which was something very rare for her. The girl looked at Fionn and studied him. He was just the way she always pictured him, with the perfect, silky hair and neat clothes. She went in the small bathroom as well and took the dair dryer. She started to dry her hair but met difficulties. Damn it...why did I grew my hair so long? It's so hard to dry. she thought, pouting. ☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 4:46 pm
Fionn smiled at her laughter,his eyes softening for that split second.He watched her go,now singing a little song he couldn't get out of his head."I hope you like dancin' in the rain...Spin you around and turn you back to me.."He sang,his heart light with the melody coursing through his veins.His voice grew lighter,a smile stretched across his face,smiling blue eyes enthusiastic."I sure am glad you wore that dress.It reminds me of the night that we first met."He snatched his guitar,now playing the melodies to match his little tune. ((Here's the song he's singing.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUl0oKQmnus))
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 10:09 am
Sweet little words made for silence, not talk Young heart for love, not heartache
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆  Elizabeth gazed at him quietly listening to his soothing voice. She sat down on the floor in front of him and closed her eyes. Fionn's voice when he was singing was always powerful but somehow gentle. Especially when he was singing songs that were a bit slower. Even if he got his guitar, Elizabeth didn't dare go take her bass. She prefered listning to him in that moment. Where's Chloe? she thought. How could she miss this?☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Dark hair for catching the wind Not to veil the sight of a cold world
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 9:34 am
Fionn gazed at the floor,still singing slow,nearly meloncholy tune.A small wind blew from the open window,most likely due to the rain that has been showering the earth all day.His white hair blew around a bit,looking like a silky cloud moving ever so gracefully."Don't you love the evenings in July,when I'm starin' at you with my blue eyes.We could be fine.We could be fine,fine fine."He sang his soul the weight of the feather.He hoped he could live this moment out forever,his heart feeling just like it did now.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 8:20 am
The flowers of wonder And the hidden treasures
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe walked slowly on the alley with a red umbrella in her hand. She checked her watch one more time: she wasn't late. She hated being late.Chloe somehow amazed herself with her passion for drums. Being such a silent person, she could express what she couldn't say by beating the drums. Thinking about that, she realised she is the opposite of Elizabeth. Liz was silent and she chose such a silent instrument, too. It was like she didn't have emotions. Chloe trembled at that thought and ran ahead, as she already saw the building. The girl closed the umbrella and sighed while she sat in front of the door. She was about to enter when she heard noise. It was Fionn's voice singing. At that instant she froze there and couldn't move any further. She didn't want to interrupt him because she was afraid hewould stop. Chloe sat down at the door and waited for him to finnish... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the meadow of life My acre of heaven
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 6:06 am
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