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 Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 6:24 pm
The strange sound of the guitar seemed to carry farther than it should have. It wasn't that of a normal guitar. It had a hint of a whine and gave off a strangely charged feeling. It wasn't an angry song, although this guitar sounded like it would be very good at angry, fast paced music, it was more of a crooning sound, a bluesy song that sounded as if whoever was playing it had played it many, many times before.
The music grew louder the closer you got to the reaper dorm, and eventually led to a strange punk boil lounging under a dead tree, playing his guitar with a few books laid out around him. It looked as if he had been trying to study, and gotten distracted. Which was exactly what had happened.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:07 am
xxxxxDanny was practically tripping over things to find Roch. She had this amazing idea last night and just had to share it. Where was he! She had already checked his room, and a passing reaper had said he was out somewhere. How could he run off at a time like this?
xxxxxxThen she heard it. A guitar was singing out through the entire reaper hall. It just had to be Roch. Danny didn't even care that it was sort of sad sounding. To be honest, she didn't even notice, since all she could think was GOTTA FIND ROCH at the moment. Immediately, she took off down the halls towards the sound. She tripped over her feet once, but luckily didn't fall down.
xxxxxAnd there he was. Sitting under a tree, with a bunch of books around him (Roch can read? This was news).
xxxxxSmiling and waving like an idiot, Danny shouted, "ROCH!! I HAVE THE BEST IDEA EVER!!" Unfortunately, there was a rock near her foot and she absolutely faceplanted it onto the grass. Little sparks flew off her tail and landed in the grass, burning a few little patches. Danny didn't even break character; she just leaned her head up on her arms and started swaying her legs back and forth. "So! So you wanna hear it??"
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:14 am
"You just--the ground--your face--" Roch stopped, staring at her blankly for a long moment before shaking his head. "Well, clearly it didn't hurt any braincells," he drawled, his fingers resuming the song but the guitar grew quiet. "What's your great idea?" he asked her. "And how long did it take you to come up with it?"
He glanced at the grass just to make sure she hadn't started a fire that would spread. That could definitely be a problem.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 12:36 am
"Brain cells?" Danny said with an amused tone. "Nope, I think my brain cells are A Okay!" Honestly, they probably weren't. It's not like they were broken. They just were never really that great to begin with...
Danny noticed his abrupt finish to his song, and was quite unhappy with it. "No, no, finish your song. I can talk while you play," she said with a smile. Danny would've talked through him playing anyways. "Oh but play something upbeat," she requested, "It's sad to hear you play such a bluesy song."
She noticed his discontentment over the fire sparks right away. It was a look she was rapidly growing used to. With just her lose hand, she smacked any remaining dots of fire that were left on the grass. She wasn't burned at all though; the fire demon thing really came in handy sometimes. Satisfied with her 5 second firefighting glory, she turned back to Roch to continue her story.
"Okay so, you know how there's no music club here? Well there might be, but I haven't seen one yet," she flicked through the file cabinet of memories in her head back to the open house. She really didn't remember seeing a music club. Was there one?
She paused for a moment to put her head in her hands and lean on her elbows. Her tail flicked back and forth with excitement from her awesome idea. "So I was thinking, we could start one! We could eat food ... and do guitar things ... and uhm ..." She paused for a moment, as if in deep thought (though Danny's deep thought was as shallow as a kitty pool) and then continued, "Uhmm ... that was kinda as far as I got." Taking Roch's question absolutely seriously, she answered, "It took me like ... five minutes I guess? Give or take a bit. Genius ideas take some time!" She smiled triumphantly. This was the best idea ever and there was nothing Roch could say to deny it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 7:10 am
It wasn't his brain that made the song switch into something more upbeat, it was years and years of being told to change the tune and doing so, hoping it'd make people give him more seeds for the change. He didn't even consciously realize he'd just changed the song, it was that bad.
He looked at her blankly for a long moment. "It took an entire five minutes?" he finally said, a bit incredulously. "Danny... ah..." He frowned, thinking for a moment as he tried to figure out how to put it.
"Good idea," he said finally. "We'll do it. Maybe we can do things like throw parties focused on different types of music, right?" Which was exactly what he'd been plotting out on groanspring for a while, but hell, if it made her happy who was he to pop her balloon?
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 10:36 pm
Danny nodded very proudly. She was ecstatic about her work. Grinning giddily she said, "Yup! Five whole minutes. I bet it would take you seven stupid Roch!" Stupid Roch was rapidly becoming the poor reaper's name. He didn't mind though, right? Nahhh he couldn't. It was all for fun and jokes!
If Danny would've noticed his pause, she might've thought something was up, but alas, she was already off daydreaming of all the parties and exciting adventures they would have in their club. Late night guitar sessions, running around the school playing instruments, and food. Food as far as the eye could see! It would be amazing.
Only Roch's voice snapped her out of her giddy daze. "I told you it was an amazing idea!" She nodded as if she had shared some secret with him, and was approving his response. "Parties! Yes! Tons of parties!!!!" she said so ecstatically that she forgot the rest of Roch's sentence.
"So where do we even begin? I don't know how to start a club, or run things or ... Well I don't know how to do a lot of things. Like swimming, never tried that ..." Danny was already lost in her own dreamland again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 7:42 am
"Maybe we could start with having our permission sheet go through, then we can, I dunno, hold try outs?" he offered. "And yeah, parties. But we need to find a place to hold it and figure out what hours we're going to meet, y'know? That way we can plan our snacks ahead of time. I think they should pay a toll to come to the club. Like they've got to bring some sort of snack to get through the door."
In other words, he was thinking with his stomach again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 1:12 pm
Danny's eyebrows furrowed at his next comment. "Wait ... you mean we can't just ... start? We actually have to like ... do stuff?" Sheet? What did he mean sheet? And try outs ... well they did need more members, but Danny had sort of assumed they would just show up at the club. I mean, who wouldn't want to join this amazing club?!
As Roch continued to explain all the preparations needed, Danny pouted a bit. "That's way too much work Roch!" Then, as if she had thought up some clever idea, she said, "Oh, but I'll just leave that to you. I'll be in charge of ... uhm ... paperwork. Yeah! Paperwork!" Like hell Danny would ever do any paperwork. She would probably just end up doodling on it, honestly.
Now stupid Roch was talking! "Ooh! Yeah! Make them bring us food. Say should we be writing this down?" Danny was excited by the thought of food. Food meant eating. Eating was good. She nodded furiously and excitedly. "Oh and we should get uhmm ... chairs! Chairs to sit in!" Her tail wagged back and forth happily, almost like a dog's. If, you know, a dog's tail was on fire. She sent more little sparks of flame out into the air, but they dissipated before they even reached the ground.
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 1:24 pm
"I want beanbags," Roch said. "Something comfortable and cheap. And yeah, um, we'll try to avoid too much paperwork, how's that sound to you?" he added a bit dryly. She'd probably catch it all on fire, if they did that.
"I've already got a guy lined up for running errands, so it shouldn't be too hard finding other members," he went on, not writing jack down. "We need some sort of form for people to fill out at the tryouts, though. You can write that and we'll just get copies made of it. We also gotta find some empty room where we can have it. I vote for the Reapers Dorm," he added.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 11:01 pm
Danny sighed and looked at her tail. "Beanbags? Really Roch?" She would have to find some witch or wizard to enchant the whole club room. Why was this school more accommodating for the ... fire-friendly?
"Nope," she said extremely blatantly. "We won't be doing any paperwork. You will!" She finished with a goofy smile. She was deteremined to put absolutely no scholarly effort into this club. She could bring snacks and gather members, but submitting a club form? Too much work. WAY too much work.
Errand runner? Now that sounded interesting. Maybe it was that cute little patchwork that she had seen during the open house- the little igor with his little hump. Danny could appreciate that. "Who did you have in mind?"
A form for people to fill out? "Gosh Roch, make me do all the work why don't you! But don't worry. I'll make your dumb form!" she said proudly. Fat chance though. She would probably do about half of it, get bored, and then hand it to Roch to finish. She was going to make a great vice-president.
At the mention of the reaper dorms, Danny's red flag went up immediately. "Oh no you don't! We're not having it in the dumb reaper dorms. What about all the ghosts and stuff who want to join? You'll totally freak them out if you put our club there! Let's just use some classroom. Or like ... the cafeteria. Better yet, the kitchen ..." Danny was back to imagining food already.
Such a great vice-president.
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 1:14 pm
"...." He looked at her. "We're doing it in the reaper dorms!" he exclaimed, looking even more enthusiastic about it than he had before. "Jackdamn that's perfect! It solves all my problems!" He was clearly too happy about this fact. "Oh, and you just offered to be in charge of paperwork, Danny. That means YOU do it."
But he had such a happy going on about ghosts not joining the club that he didn't even care if she had just unloaded more responsibility on him. "Man, it's perfect!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 1:20 pm
Danny pouted. "NOT PERFECT. WE ARE NOT DOING IT IN THE REAPER DORMS," she shouted. Anyone hearing this conversation must've thought something really odd was going on. "Rooooooch. I like ghosties. They're nice. You're nice. We're all nice!"
Of course, Roch wasn't going to be reasoned with. "Fine, lets play rock paper scissors!" She held out a balled fist to show she was serious.
With her hand still in the other, she said, "If I win, you have to do the official paperwork, and we have it in the abandoned classroom near the Forest. If you win," (which was a fat chance of course), "Then we'll have it in the reaper dorms, and I'll do half the official paperwork. Deal?" She was being completely ernest.
She sat up so she could take this rock paper scissors game very seriously. After all, it was a seriously matter. This game would decide the fate of the club!
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Ice Queen generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
3!
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 1:52 pm
"Okay, okay, but if I win we're doin' it in the Reaper's Dorm! No ghosts," he said stubbornly. "They're... creepy," he added darkly as he started the game. "Rock... Paper... Scissors...GO!"
His hand came down in the scissors form, and he looked to see what she had picked.
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chiickadee generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
2!
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 6:48 pm
Danny chose paper. Why? Because she had no clue how to play rock paper scissors. No really, she'd never done it before. She just knew what the game was called.
So to "learn" how to play, she watched Roch throw down his hand, into what looked like a V. Uhhhh, was a constant hum in Danny's brain at the moment. Pretending like she knew what she was doing, she put her hand flat in front of her.
"Wait so ... this means I win right? Okay well since I won, we'll have it over in the west wing I think..." she said hurriedly. Danny was hoping that if she talked about her plans quickly enough, Roch would just accept her plans.
She quickly laced her fingers behind he back nonchalantly and said, "We'll hafta ask that one Hellma thingy for permission, right?" Yup, Roch totally didn't notice. Definitely didn't notice. Oh Jack, please say he didn't notice.
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