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 Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 6:32 pm
Quote: LOCATION: Amityville Music Room B STATUS EFFECT: Teen Rock Queen sensationalist Ember has arrived in Halloween Town, and offered a challenge to all fans (or even, non fans). Form a band of at least two and create a song about Teenage Rebellion and record it live to send in. The winner will get two front stage tickets and signed and autographed t-shirts as well as a trip to Scare-waii with the band! While Ember is something of a pop icon, she's also considered extremely hardcore, to the point where most people turn a blind eye to her bad influences... including her music. Literally unable to find anyone else, Roch must resort to extreme measures and convince Zephyros that the newbie would like nothing better than to start a band and win tickets for himself, as well as a signed t-shirt. BONUS CONDITION: The group must coordinate together (they can recruit up to two more rpers if they want) a band name, matching band outfits, instruments, as well as lyrics to their song. Extra bonus points if the band players are all incompetent Roch was pacing in the music room. He had a frustrated expression on his face as he stared at a magazine, threw it on the floor, walked away, and came back to scoop it up again. Then he would start pacing again, slam the magazine on the floor--and basically repeat the process again and again. The mohawk having punk was stuck on a dilemma. Sure technically he HAD a band, but he was definitely not going to tell THEM that he actually even looked at this competition--much less considered entering it. But--but-- Scare-waii!The third year punk boil was so torn.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 9:47 am
Zephyros is slowly making his way through the building. His next class wasn't for a few hours and he decided it was time to look around instead of just heading to the class. His head slowly peeks into a few class rooms and makes note of which is which.
He does this a few more times before noticing a poster on the wall in front of the music room. His eyes squint as he stares at the thing and wonders what exactly its for. His hands move to peel off the flyer before he hears a noise in the room itself. Peering inside he notices a boil throwing a magazine on the floor.. and picking it up repeatedly.
"..." Clearing his throat, he takes a step inside. "Is there something wrong with that.. paper? You look pained. "
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 9:57 am
Roch glanced up. His mind whirled as he realized it was a complete stranger. Hunter in disguise? Maybe. For a moment he stared at the boil, trying to decide what to do. But this was an opportunity, he thought, his face lightening as he realized it. "Sup?" he said, holding up a hand in greeting. "Y'lost? Or are you lookin' for the music room? Cuz y'found it!" he said. "What do you do? Sing? Play? Y'look like a singer t'me," he said, evaluating the boil. "Tell me, y'ever sing publicly?" Wow that was a fast jump of assumption!
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:05 am
He takes a step inside the room and crumples the flyer lightly. His little feathery ears give a twitch at the boy's questions and his brows furrow at the thought. He was good at singing back in his home village, however that was in his quetzalcoatl form. and that did not require any words... "I.. no I was taking surveillance of the school grounds. But music is an interesting subject.. not one I would attend to on my own however. I have not tried singing in the school..."
He fidgets with his feathers lightly and begins gnawing on his lip. "Is there a reason you are asking? " his bright blue eyes glance down at the magazine again and he squints at the paper.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:22 am
"I got this... opportunity," Roch said. "It's HUGE. But I can't do it myself, much as I'd like to," he told the boil, moving closer and showing him the magazine. "I can win this comp. It'd be awesome--there'd be free tickets and signed shirts--can't forget the signed shirts--"
Said the boil who bought millions of t-shirts and never wore them because they had sleeves. But moving on.
"I need a band. You can help me, right?" he asked. "We're gonna need a bassist and a drummer," he went on, not giving the boil a chance to reply. His mind was searching--and picturing Rikki never letting him live this down. Ever. Rikki was out. Sammy was out. But who--
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 10:51 am
"I.. suppose I could help you.. but.. I don't think you want me to sing.." His hand automatically goes up to his mouth and he begins gnawing on that now, not quite sure what to make of all of this.
"I wish I could suggest some other students, but I haven't.. befriended any one close enough yet. I assume you will play the guitar? " His eyes squint once more as he takes the magazine in hand and stares at the competition. ".. I have never heard of this Ember before..."
Zephyros mumbles the last statement to himself. He wonders who exactly this person is and what kind of music she's looking for. Scare-waii definitely interests him, but will their band even be good enough to win anything, let alone make a song.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 11:48 am
And then a wild Ren ambled by.
"SUP GUYS," he said cheerfully as he passed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 12:01 pm
"Ember is this chick with a lot of following and some small, tiny, ittttty bitty bit of talent as a singer--" Roch started out, only to look at Ren blankly.
And then deviously. "Reeeeen! Bro! You busy? Me and--"
Wait, did he even know the new guy's name? He looked at Zephy blankly. "What's your name?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 5:43 am
His head jerks to the side and stares at the guy that just came in. Blue eyes blinking owlishly before his head slowly turns back to the boil. "I... am Zephyros.. and your name? "
He's very confused and not quite sure what to do now. So he's standing there staring at the two boils.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 9:39 pm
Ren stopped, backtracked, blinking in mild bemusement.
"Er," he said, brows lifting, a light smile on his freckled face. "Define 'busy.' Did you need something, my good friend?"
A glance at the other student had Ren sticking out his hand. "I'm Ren," he said amiably. "Nice to meet you, Zephy!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 12:00 pm
"Defined as-- too busy t'put together a band and record a song," Roch said, holding up the magazine to Ren. "Look, bro, I can't tell my usual band--they'd laugh in my face--but I ah--well--"
He turned a tiny bit red, especially his neck. "I've always sortta liked Ember," he admitted. "I mean, she's got it made--she does whatever the hell she wants with her music, and she's got talent--unlike Johnny Jackin' Danger. But the guys find out I'm a fanboil--I ain't ever gonna live it down, so me an' Zephy here, we're gonna need some help."
Six foot four mohawk having punk with more piercings than brain cells is giving you both puppy dog eyes okay. Because while he SAYS Zephy's in, he knows for a fact the boil could back out easily. And he REALLY wants to go to scare-waii crying
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 7:19 am
"So you...want to make a band, record a song, and enter it in this contest?" asked Ren, taking the magazine and glancing at the article. A smile wormed its way across his face, and he cleared his throat, turning to give Roch an amused look.
"What's in it for me?" he asked innocently.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 4:42 pm
"Nice to meet... you too, Ren." His face looks utterly blank however, and he turns to stare at Roch. Who just dragged him into this thing.
He looks very confused abut the whole thing but the man seemed to really want this. So he shrugged it off and sat down on the ground looking down at the magazine carefully.
"... So if he is singing what will I do?" He's grateful he doesn't have to sing. Because he sounds like a shrieking monkey when he does.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 6:27 pm
"Signed T-shirts?" Roch offered Ren, with big silver puppy dog eyes. "Maybe a chance t'go to the concert--front row tickets!! We could be famous! For... probably half an hour at most, but we could be famous!" Yeah, he got nothin. "Besides, let's do it up stupid--it'd be fun! The whole ten yards, outfits, writin' a song, recording! Hell, what's NOT t'like about this?"
Had he had a tail it would have been wagging. As it was, the third year student was practically bouncing where he stood. IT WOULD BE FUN okay?
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 12:21 pm
"Nice to meet you too," said Ren with a smile, giving Zeph a nod before he was back to giving Roch an uh huh, sure look.
But after a moment he grinned, throwing an arm around Roch's shoulders and noogie-ing his mohawked head.
"Fine, fine," he said with a laugh. "Of course I'll help."
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