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 Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:01 pm
  ♩ ▰ ♫ ▱ ♪ BATTLE OF THE BANDS 2106 ♪ ▱ ♫ ▰ ♩ Welcome to the year Twenty-One Thousand and Six National Battle of the Bands! This annual festival is a showcase of bands and musicians from all across the world, and many human musicians come to see how they stack up against the performing vocaloid automatons. These humanoid robots have been slowly taking the place of living musicians throughout the years, due to their perfect tones and ability to make any sound they are programmed to make. Many musicians have given up in the performing industry due to this. However, a few still remain and still fight to keep their places in the musical world. Some even work with the vocaloids in friendship, as these robots are created to harbor human emotions and feelings.
No matter the type of music and whether you are a vocaloid or a human musician, all are welcome here at Earth's annual Battle of the Bands! Good luck, have fun, and play your heart out!
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 10:34 pm
 Humans: The Humans can be musicians trying to make it in this futuristic world where the Vocaloids are slowly replacing them in the music industry, or they can even be those enjoying the music, talent seekers and music managers, or anything else you can think of in the world of music.
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Username: Vocaloids: The Vocaloids are humanoid robots programmed to feel human emotions, and to have perfect pitch and tone. They have been taking over the music industry, and many managers and producers go after them now instead of human musicians. They interact just like other humans, and look just like other humans, but they are essentially flawless, aside from computer-like bugs that can occur.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:10 pm
 * Note: Please send all bios in a PM to me and wait for them to be posted in the appropriate space before posting for your character! Also, only real people pictures, please! ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪Humans♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ [color=yourcolor][b]♫Name:[/b] [i][/i]
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:11 pm
♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪Humans♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪  ♫Name: Nathaniel "Nat" Calder
♫Age: Twenty-Three
♫Gender: Male
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Singer; Rhythm Guitar; Leagues Apart
♫Personality: Nat is a pretty friendly and happy guy, though sometimes he can come across as being a bit full of himself(without trying). He thinks of the band as his family. The only time he is genuinely mean is if there are Vocaloids around. He hates them with a passion. He is also extremely motivated when it comes to anything music related.
♫Bio: When Nat was a boy, he decided he wanted to sing when he was older. He began working hard at learning to play instruments, and even made a small garage band with some friends for a while. When he was eighteen, he got taken on by a music manager and got quite a few gigs. When his manager decided his career had peaked at the age of twenty, she replaced him with a Vocaloid robot, throwing him out like yesterday's leftovers. That is the reason for his deep-rooted hatred of the humanoid robots.
After this happened, he was determined to get back in the game, still being young enough to try, despite the fact that the Vocaloids were becoming more and more prominent in the music industry. Nat and his new band, Leagues Apart, are determined to stay level with the machines as proof that real musicians can stack up to them. Their band is a relatively popular Alternative Rock band, and Nat wants to keep it that way, though his personal goal is to at least keep their ratings above that of his old manager and her vocaloid's ratings.
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♫Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey  ♫Name: Skye McKinnon
♫Age: Twenty-One
♫Gender: Female
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Songwriter; Keyboard; Leagues Apart
♫Personality: Skye is one of the quieter members of the group ordinarily, although when the band decides to party her wild side comes out, and she has a bad habit of drinking just a bit too much. She can be a little unexpected at times, and often surprises even her friends with some of her actions or the things that she says.
♫Bio: Skye is one of the main songwriters for the band Leagues Apart, and also their keyboard player. She does some backup vocals as well, but her main focus is the keyboard and the lyrics. She has been with the band since the beginning, and is determined to stay with the group as long as it lasts. She doesn't quite share Nat's hatred for the vocaloids, but she agrees with the idea that real musicians can be just as good if not better than these 'perfect' robots.
Skye is also quite the party animal, despite her quiet nature, and at these parties she generally doesn't discriminate against the vocaloids who attend(partially because she is usually too drunk to notice the difference at the time). However, she doesn't really have any vocaloid friends, as she respects Nat's dislike of them. She doesn't want to upset him and risk disrupting things in the band by bringing them around.
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♫Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey 
♫Name: Isis Zhanna
♫Age: 24
♫Gender: Female
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Bass; Mix Master; Leagues Apart
♫Personality: Isis likes to stay in the background and observe situations rather than participating in them, and only talks when she absolutely needs to. She's obsessed with her music, especially with her bass and experiments with different types of music. When it comes down to it, she is the one that knows more about groove and rhythm better than anyone in instinct and mechanics. Isis helps out as much as she can, but she doesn't like to get into useless conflicts. She loves being in the band and making music. Her favorite part is performing, and anyone who tries to stop her music-making will have a mouthful of fist.
♫Bio: She was found by Nat at a party, where she performed with her brother. Nat wanted them both to join his first garage band, but Isis and her brother declined the offer, saying that they didn't do those kinds of groups. Months later her brother died in an accident and she became a bit reserved after that. She had no one else except the music with her, so she studied and practiced day and night every day in her garage.
Later on, Nat convinced her to finally be apart of his new band, since her brother was gone. She made friends with them there, and her life had gone back to normal since then.
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♫Username: ljcamat1217  ♫Name: Kyle Hanigan
♫Age: Twenty-Four
♫Gender: Male
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Solo Guitar; Backup Vocals; Leagues Apart
♫Personality: Kyle is kind of a joker, and definitely likes to show off. He's a pretty nice guy though, and he will treat anyone like family once he gets to know you well enough. He likes to tease Isis and try to get her to partake in shenanigans, just because she is the most reserved member of the group.
♫Bio: Kyle used to be a solo artist from England, and he toured with Nat once before Nat was replaced by the vocaloid. Nat's old manager had asked Kyle to tour with Jannie once after the fact, but Kyle refused due to the fact that he had become good friends with Nat on the previous tour. When Nat asked him to drop soloing to join the band he was putting together after being replaced, Kyle didn't hesitate to agree. He was pretty angry that Nat's manager had dropped him for a robot, and he wanted to help his friend 'stick it to the man', so to speak. He loves being in the band even more than he loved soloing. He also shares Nat's dislike of vocaloids, though it's not as intense a hatred as his friend's. Kyle will still be civil towards them and doesn't even mind holding a conversation with them, though he would never say he considers them people, and he most definitely would not perform with one.
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♫Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey 
♫Name: Bo Elliot
♫Age: 25
♫Gender: Male
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Drummer; Leagues Apart
♫Personality: He's a friendly guy, and is a bro's bro kind of guy. He's pretty chill most of the time, except when it comes to stuck up Vocaloids. Not all vocaloids are that way, but when they are, he tries to avoid them all together.
He loves music as much as the next guy, and sometimes he gets too into it. He often breaks drum sticks but his drum solos are like none anyone has seen before.
♫Bio: Bo is pretty new to the whole band-scene. He's an intern to one of the music industry companies because of his father's influence and knows the details of the new music scene. He does get to meet rad people there.
Nat found him messing around in a studio one day and asked him into the band. He agreed and found himself in it with a couple of new friends.
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♫Username: ljcamat1217
 ♫Name: Cooper Renly
♫Age: Twenty-Four
♫Gender: Male
♫Genre: Alternative
♫Band/Job: Duo Singer with Renée; Acoustic Guitar
♫Personality: Cooper is a 'popular kid' kind of guy, and he is friends with quite a few other humans despite his friendship and partnership with Renée. He's a people person. He also treats Renée like a little sister, and considers her to be just as human as the rest of them. Cooper will defend any of his friends no matter what, unless Renée is the one being attacked.
♫Bio: Cooper is the son of Renée's manager. When his mother took her on, he sat in on her practices quite a bit, and eventually started singing along with her. They made a good team, and Renée decided that she wanted them to be a duo. All of her songs became duets, and the two became good friends despite the fact that most human musicians don't care much for the robots. Cooper gets a lot of crap from other humans(aside from those he's friends with) for performing with 'one of them', but he still continues to treat Renée as if she were a member of the family, and defends her to anyone who tries to tell him otherwise. Nat, the singer of Leagues Apart, especially gives him s**t about his friendship with the vocaloid due to his hatred for the robots, and Cooper tries to avoid much contact with him, although he is perfectly friendly towards the rest of the band.
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♫Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey Name: Evelyn BowersAge: 32Gender: FemaleBand/Job: ManagerPersonality: Evelyn is strictly attributed to all things business. It's her identity. As a manager, she tries to stay level headed and reasonable reaching for every possible opportunity for her client but especially for herself. She loves her job as a band/artist manager and is very good at it. She rarely has down-time because she doesn't need any. Her job is her everything and she works wonders for her clients because of that. Unfortunately for her clients, she costs a pretty penny.Bio: She started being a manager with a group of her friends that became a band, but in a few months they broke up. Evelyn liked being a manager so much though that she kept the career and worked her way up, jumping from bands to artists. That's when she met Nat. Nat was one of her more successful partners and they did actually very well. But when Jannie came along, she made an offer that Evelyn couldn't refuse, even if Nat had done really well. Because Nat was the first person that she had dropped. Most of the other bands would either fire her or break up, but Nat was the first that she actually quit on, and she felt really bad for it. Plus, Jannie is so hard to get along with. She's okay and all, but she makes business so hard because of her attitude. But, she'll never tell Jannie that.Appearance: Username: NeaJade
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:12 pm
╟╥╫╢Vocaloids╙╪╧╣  ╒Name: Janette 'Jannie'
╒Age Appearance: Twenty-Five
╒Gender: Female
╒Genre: Jazz and Indie
╒Personality: Jannie is arrogant and acts as thought she is the best there is. She finds human musicians amusing, and thinks that it's no wonder the vocaloids are dominating the music industry. She is also of the opinion that talent died with the twenty-first century, and that all 'real' musicians are ignorant try-hards.
╒Bio: Janette is the vocaloid robot that Nat Calder's manager dropped him for three years ago. She sings music on the softer side of things, and also plays some string bass with most of the jazz that she does. Piano and acoustic guitar are some of her other accompanying instruments that she uses in her performances.
Jannie is perfectly aware that she stole Nat's manager, and doesn't hesitate to rub it in his face whenever she possibly can. It pisses her off that he is still successful even after getting dropped, and she actually finds it hilarious that she replaced him originally. In general, she's kind of an uppity b***h. She is constantly fighting to get a higher ranking than Leagues Apart, and always comes up just short when they are pitted against each other on the charts. She knows that sometimes her manager regrets dropping Nat because of this, but she also believes she is far better than any human performer, and her manager seems to believe this as well, as she has not yet decided to drop Janette.
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╒Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey  ╒Name: Sherri
╒Age Appearance: 20
╒Gender: Female
╒Genre: Pop/Rock
╒Personality: She's a bubbly person and very curious. Especially about the learning capacity of humans. She is very interested in how they keep coming up with new music styles and things, while she is stuck with entertaining the less sophisticated side of music. She appreciates human talent and innovation, and is jealous of them because they can do anything they want musically while vocaloids are restricted to whatever they were programmed to do. But, she's not allowed to voice those opinions because the topic is so controversial.
She's actually very popular with people and has a personality is perfect for television. She tries not to pick sides when it comes to people, but because she's in such a competitive profession, its hard not to and she ends up with a few unnecessary enemies at the end of the day.
She likes having fun and loves listening to other performers.
╒Bio: She was programmed by one of the larger music companies and has been working there ever since. She was programmed for mostly a musically unsophisticated audience who like the sound of fun and repetitive bass lines too dance too. She's a solo artist who sings and plays guitar.
Lately, her glory days have been dying down and she's starting to become a has-been in the media. She does smaller gigs now, to people who appreciate throwbacks and dance parties.
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╒Username: ljcamat1217  ╒Name: Renée
╒Age Appearance: Twenty-One
╒Gender: Female
╒Genre: Alternative
╒Personality: Renée has a rather soft heart, and is easily upset when people treat her badly for being a vocaloid. Since she has spent a portion of her lifetime with Cooper and his mother(being her manager), she feels more human than she is. She also feels bad hanging out with Cooper in public because she knows that people give him crap about singing with a vocaloid.
╒Bio: Renée and Cooper are a duo and, even more strange than a duo with a vocaloid, Cooper is human. Often, the robots are solo artists, because they have no need of a band, but Renée's manager had a son who often found himself harmonizing with the vocaloid's songs when she was practicing. Renée decided that she wanted to start having her songs be duets for the two of them, and now she thinks of Cooper like an older brother. She has a hard time contemplating why people are so mean to her for being a robot, and even that she is a robot sometimes, because she spends so much time with humans and feels like a part of the family. She gets upset when she is turned away from social circles due to the humans disliking her.
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╒Username: Tigerlvr_Bailey ╒Name: Juan Curro
╒Age Appearance: 23
╒Gender: Male
╒Genre: Indie, Alternative
╒Personality: Juan is a a very serious vocaloid. He doesn't understand humor very well. He falls in love way too easily with humans to the point of ridiculousness. He does a lot of hit love songs. He's not very aware of himself or anything thazt happens and is very emotional when humans put him down. He doesn't realize that the reason humans dislike him is because he's a vocaloid. He's kind of dense too, in a way where he has a hard time conversing and understanding people. He's kind of ridiculous, but he's loved anyways.
╒Bio: He was made by the industry to swoon young women and make wedding-goers cry. He's actually a very simple guy and perfectly happy with his situation.
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╒Username: ljcamat1217
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 11:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 2:02 am
♫Taking over this town they should worry,
But these problems aside I think I taught you well.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.
And in the winter night sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these bright blue city lights.
And they won't wait, and they won't wait, and they won't wait.
We're here to stay, we're here to stay, we're here to stay.♬ ♫┏━━━━━━━━━┓♭
Ｃｏｏｐｅｒ Ｒｅｎｌｙ
♬┗━━━━━━━━━┛♪ Cooper Renly walked the halls of the fancy hotel that had been booked for all of the artists performing in the Battle of the Bands event. He was going nowhere in particular; mostly just avoiding going back to his room where he knew Renée was getting her make-up and hair done. His mother had tried to get him to agree to having a stylist as well, but Cooper preferred not to have people fussing over his clothes and his hair all the time. That was what mothers were for, and he already had one of those...
Trailing his fingers along the cold stainless-steel walls of the corridor, Cooper turned yet another corner. Now he came to the fourth floor lobby. At the moment it was empty of any guests. A waterfall ran the length of one wall, falling down into God-knows-where. Colored lights shone up from underneath it, causing the curtain of water to glow; blue, then red, then green, then purple, then blue, then red, then green, then purple.
In the center of the room there was a fireplace, and scattered across the floorspace around the fireplace were black leather chairs and a few dark-stained coffee tables placed strategically between. After a moment of staring at the empty room, Cooper sighed and plopped himself down on one of the leather couches, his back propped up against one arm, and his legs almost reaching the other. He sat, looking around again, tapping his hands against the leather cushions. Finally he picked up a magazine off of the table next to him and began flipping through it, though he wasn't actually reading anything. Or looking at the pictures, really. Just flipping the pages mindlessly, as there was nothing else to keep him occupied. ♫Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And as the world comes to an end
I'll be here to hold your hand
'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart.
A lionheart.♬ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:27 pm
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¤¤╬════> <════╬¤¤ ▄▀▄▀▄May your spirit soar in freedom from the fears that gripped so tight. May you find the peace your searched for as you wandered, lost, in the night.
May your tortured mind be clear and calm and your tender heart be warm. May you have no need for strength now. May there ne'er be another storm.▄▀▄▀▄ Isis slouched over the desk the hotel had provided in her bedroom and tried to read her book. Tried. The ruckus from the boys that invaded her and Skye's room had made it all the more harder to concentrate on her reading, especially with them (mostly Kyle) tugging at her trying to make her participate in today's stimulating drinking game. Skye was already in the dark zone with them when Isis took it as a sign that it was time to escape, before everything went crazy.
Before Isis slipped out of the room, she took a quick look in the bathroom mirror. The hotel was pretty fancy and if she went out all rough, then the bellboys would look at her funny. Her hair was pulled back into a messy braid with loose hairs in front of her face. She wasn't dressed in her usual sleek outfits either, mostly because she wanted to stay in the hotel room and read all day, so she wore a simple dark blue T-shirt and loose sweats. She even forgot to put in her contacts and had to settle for her thick-rimmed glasses. Her things were on the other side of the room, where she couldn't reach without being involuntarily pulled into the shenanigans. Isis cursed under her breath as she tried to fix herself up as best as she could in two seconds, which did nothing in the end. Soon after the first loud burst of laughter occurred, it was Isis' cue to head out. She opened the door as quietly as she could and slipped right out, closing the door as quietly as it was opened.
Leagues Apart had been in town for a week now, getting to know the stage and their competitors. Nat had especially been keen in that field. As for Isis, she just wanted to get through her book, stay out of the beer cooler and perform. Maybe listen to a few other bands as well. She hated feeling of being drunk and dizzy; really any kind of sickness at all. So, she was the one to slink out of the parties and drive the drunken babies home when they had a little too much fun. She didn't mind it because it was just too amusing to watch them stumble about, but it did isolate her from them a bit. Being the newest person in the band is kind of strange when everyone was already so close. But they have welcomed her in pretty easily, and she's had no real problems with them yet, so everything should be okay.
Isis walked delicately across the halls with only socks and sandals on her feet, making sure not to make too much sound. The bands in the other rooms can easily make complaints and get their competitors kicked out of the hotel if they had only a minuscule reason to. She watched her reflection on the steel walking with her and when the wall ended, so did her reflection. The fourth lobby was pretty much empty except for one guy on one of the couches. The decor was no surprise to Isis, since she's been there more than a couple times to get to peace and quiet. She enjoyed the waterfall's sounds and the soothing lights. Isis took the leather couch across from the stranger, giving him a polite smile and getting back to her book. He looked a bit familiar to her, but not enough for her to say something about it. Maybe she’s seen him with another band once. ▄▀▄▀▄May the music of the angels be the sweet sounds that you hear. As you're rocked in Heaven's cradle, may you never shed another tear.
I'll wear your memory proudly, my only brother...my true friend. May my love for you reach Heaven above until we meet again.▄▀▄▀▄ ¤¤╬════> <════╬¤¤
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 9:54 pm
♫Taking over this town they should worry,
But these problems aside I think I taught you well.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.
And in the winter night sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these bright blue city lights.
And they won't wait, and they won't wait, and they won't wait.
We're here to stay, we're here to stay, we're here to stay.♬ ♫┏━━━━━━━━━┓♭
Ｃｏｏｐｅｒ Ｒｅｎｌｙ
♬┗━━━━━━━━━┛♪ Cooper looked up as a girl appeared in the doorway of the lobby, smiled at him politely, and sat down. He gave her a small wave and went back to pretending to read his magazine. What he was really doing though, was peeking up at the girl over the top of the pages, trying to place where he recognized her from... It must be one of the other bands in the competition, but he wasn't quite sure which one.
After a few minutes of quiet contemplation, Cooper decided he had to ask. He paused his fake reading and looked up at her for a moment, hoping he wouldn't annoy her too much by interrupting what he supposed was her actual reading. "Are you from one of the competing bands?" Although his voice wasn't very loud, it seemed to cut through the quiet of the room, breaking the silence that had before only been disrupted by the waterfall along the wall. ♫Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And as the world comes to an end
I'll be here to hold your hand
'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart.
A lionheart.♬ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:45 pm
❝If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the "No's" on their "vacancy" signs,
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks,
Then I'll follow you into the dark.❞ ╔══════════════╗
Ｓｋｙｅ ＭｃＫｉｎｎｏｎ
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Skye held up the bottle of Vodka triumphantly, swiping it away from Nat, who had just poured himself a shot for answering the last question wrong. They were playing a trivia game(in music trivia, of course), however the boys had suggested they make it a drinking game; Skye had been the first to support this.
Now she waved the bottle in the air, beginning to get a little buzzed after her fourth shot; the girl could hold her alcohol- rather surprising for how small she was. She called over to Isis who was sitting in the corner reading. "C'mon, Ise! Play with us!" She chirped, shortening their friend's already pretty short name. Suddenly it was her turn, distracting Skye from the task-at-hand. However, Kyle had quickly picked up the slack and began tugging at Isis' shirt hem. Skye didn't even notice Isis get up and leave the room, she had been so focused on answering her question; correctly, she liked to point out. By the time she looked up again, her friend was gone. Skye shrugged to herself and went back to the game.
Only twenty-five minutes ago, the boys had barged into the room she and Isis shared at the hotel, accompanied by a reasonably sized box, and an unreasonably sized bottle of Vodka, proposing their wonderful idea. Isis, of course, hadn't been too keen on it from the beginning, and hid out in the corner until it began to get loud and the rest of the band was quickly removing themselves from a sober state. Skye had been one of the first to go, as she often was when drinking was involved. ❝Love of mine, someday you will die,
And I'll be close behind; I'll follow you into the dark.
No blinding lights, or tunnels through gates of white,
Just our hands clasped so tight,
Waiting for the hint of a spark.❞ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:56 pm
❝On s'est connu le temps de plaire
Aux exigences qu'on s'est créées mais on s'y perd
Tu n'es qu'à quelques kilomètres
Et nos coeurs, nos coeurs sont restés dans cette mer
J'ai couru en longeant la seine
En espérant te retrouver, l'âme sereine
J'ai couru sans savoir comment
Ni pourquoi on s'emballe
On s'est connu qu'un moment.❞ ☜===☸===☞
Ⓝαтнαиιєℓ "Nat" Ⓒαℓםєя
☜===☸===☞ Nat Calder sat with his third shot, having just answered a question wrong, as Skye suddenly pulled the bottle of Vodka from his hand and waved it in the air at Isis, calling her to join them. She wouldn't, he knew. And after a mere twenty-five minutes she had gotten up and left the room. He almost felt bad, but oh well, it was too late now. Not that any of them would get more halfway down the hallway if they tried to go after her anyways; they were all beginning to get pretty hammered. The straight Vodka shots were having quite an effect on them all, and the more alcohol their was in their systems, the harder it was to answer the questions.
Nat threw his head back, downing the shot, and then pulled out a card, nudging Skye to ask her the question; which she answered correctly. Then it was Bo's turn. He was in the lead, so far. And Kyle was dead last. Kyle had already had four shots; as many as Skye, but he couldn't hold the alcohol as well, and he was getting much more tipsy. However, it was also quite hysterical. Before Isis had left the room, he had begun clawing at the hem of her shirt like a cat, trying to get her to join them instead of read. His words were almost no longer distinguishable from each other between his British accent and the slur the Vodka added to it. ☽╠══━━══╣☾ ❝Et je ne sais plus si tu en vaux la peine
C'est plutôt dur d'en être certaine
Et quand tu seras à Vincennes
Ce soir ne m'oublie pas
Je t'attendrai au moins le temps de dire
Que j'ai voulu prendre le plus grand risque
Un soir qui m'a rendue bien triste
Un soir Place de la République.❞
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:07 am
 ♫When I'm lonely,
Well, I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you.
And when I'm dreaming,
Well, I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you.♬ ☜ ₪✉₪✉☣✉₪✉₪ ☞
кчℓє нαиιɢαи
☜ ₪✉₪✉☣✉₪✉₪ ☞ Kyle sat between Nat and Bo. From his place in the circle, he could easily reach Isis, who had been sitting in the corner reading. He had already downed four shots, and his thoughts were beginning to get a bit fuzzy. After Skye tried to talk Isis into joining them, quickly being distracted again by her own turn, Kyle had begun pawing at Isis' shirt hem, trying(not very hard) to pull her down from the chair. He tried to say what he thought was something along the lines of "If you don't come down here on your own, we'll drag you down here and force you to play!" but between his accent and the alcohol it ended up sounding a bit more like "If yoo.. Don't.. come down'ere on.. yer'own....will... DRAG'yoo down'ere an.. fors'yoo t'play!" Kyle couldn't hold alcohol as well as the rest of them could.
After Isis got up and left, ignoring his drunken pleas, he pouted for a second and then quickly became interested in the game once more. His train of thought was easily distracted when he was drunk(and often when he wasn't, as well). ♫But I would walk five hundred miles,
And I would walk five hundred more.
Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles
To fall down at your door.♬ ₪ஐ₪ஐ☢ஐ₪ஐ₪
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Tigerlvr_Bailey Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 3:43 am
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♦I_____s_h_o_t_____a_n_____a_r_r_o_w_____i_n_t_o_____t_h_e_____a_i_r_,
♦I_t____ f_e_l_l____t_o_____t_h_e_____e_a_r_t_h_,_____I_____k_n_e_w_____n_o_t_____w_h_e_r_e_;_____
♦F_o_r_,_____s_o_____s_w_i_f_t_l_y_____i_t_____f_l_e_w_,_____t_h_e______s_i_g_h_t
♦C_o_u_l_d_____n_o_t_____f_o_l__o_w_____i_t_____i_n_________i_t_s_________f_l_i_g_h_t_.
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I_____b_r_e_a_t_h_e_d_____a_____s_o_n_g_____i_n_t_o_____t_h_e_____a_i_r_,♦
_____I_t_____f_e_l_l____t_o_________e_a_r_t_h_,_____I_____k_n_e_w_____n_o_t_____w_h_e_r_e_;♦
_F_o_r_____w_h_o____h_a_s_____s_i_g__h_t_____s_o_____k_e_e_n_____a_n_d_____s_t_r_o_n_g_,♦
_____T_h_a_t_____i_t_____c_a_n_____f_o_l_l_o_w_____t_h_e_____f_l_i_g_h_t_____o_f____s_o_n_g_?♦
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛ Bo finally was enjoying himself since they arrived at the hotel. They've done nothing except look around and watch tv, waiting for something to happen. The change of pace was nice. He felt himself starting to get buzzed, but still sober enough to answer the questions correctly. Plus, he was probably the biggest one there, in height and mass, making his wall not easily penetrated compared to the other three.
Bo laughed at their attempt to include Isis in the fun, but as usual, she ignored them and left the scene as quickly as possible. He couldn't blame her though. The last time Isis drank with them, Kyle puked on her then tried to clean it up. But in that process, he fell asleep on her lap, drooling. Her hangover lasted a whole day too. Bo remembered that because he was the one that had to take care of her migraines. They honestly thought she was going to die. That was not a good day.
"Okay Calder, hit me with your best shot." Bo was pretty confident in his music knowledge considering he works for THE music company. He's sees and studies the facts everyday because it's his job to know everything and the only way he's gonna move up. But even in his confidence, the awaited affects of booze were to hit him at any moment. ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
L_o_n_g_,_____l_o_n_g_____a_f_t_e_r_w_a_r_d_,_____i_n_____a_n_____o_a_k
I_____f_o_u_n_d_____t_h_e_____a_r_r_o_w_,_____s_t_i_l_l_____u_n_b_r_o_k_e_;
A_n_d_____t_h_e_____s_o_n_g_,_____f_r_o_m_____b_e_g_i_n_n_i_n_g_____t_o_____e_n_d_,
I_____f_o_u_n_d_____a_g_a_in_____i_n_____t_h_e_____h_e_a_r_t_____o_f_____a_____f_r_i_e_n_d_.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 4:16 am
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▄▀▄▀▄May your spirit soar in freedom from the fears that gripped so tight. May you find the peace your searched for as you wandered, lost, in the night.
May your tortured mind be clear and calm and your tender heart be warm. May you have no need for strength now. May there ne'er be another storm.▄▀▄▀▄ Isis looked up at him, surprised at the abrupt sound that broke her concentration. She wasn't really into the whole small talk thing, or at least wasn't used to it. Nervously, she turned her eyes to the fireplace and brushed a few hairs behind her ear. "Mhm," was all she said as she nodded her head in the slightest manner. Her head was still turned down a bit from reading her book.
She switched her eyes back at him, making sure to maintain eye-contact. Why was she so bad at these things? Isis wasn't at all shy at all, but just unsure of how to be sociable. Six months ago, she was very close to being a hermit, and now she's here with the band performing with hundreds of other people. The change hadn't given her anytime to adjust. There was a fair amount of people (mostly Vocaloids) who have been offended by her quiet and taciturn ways, them thinking that she was being stuck up or something else. Isis hoped that this would not end like that. ▄▀▄▀▄May the music of the angels be the sweet sounds that you hear. As you're rocked in Heaven's cradle, may you never shed another tear.
I'll wear your memory proudly, my only brother...my true friend. May my love for you reach Heaven above until we meet again.▄▀▄▀▄
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Tigerlvr_Bailey Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 8:41 am
♫Taking over this town they should worry,
But these problems aside I think I taught you well.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.
And in the winter night sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these bright blue city lights.
And they won't wait, and they won't wait, and they won't wait.
We're here to stay, we're here to stay, we're here to stay.♬ ♫┏━━━━━━━━━┓♭
Ｃｏｏｐｅｒ Ｒｅｎｌｙ
♬┗━━━━━━━━━┛♪ Cooper nodded, as if that completely answered his question. It didn't, however, and he kept going. "Sorry, just.. You look kind of familiar, so I've been trying to figure out which one." He explained, rather awkwardly. He couldn't quite tell if she was upset by the interruption, or just a quiet person in general. He didn't think it was that she hated him already for performing with a Vocaloid; not many people even recognized him for that until he actually introduced himself.
Cooper suddenly decided he might want to look at the magazine he was holding, hoping it wasn't something totally weird he had grabbed in his haste to appear busy. Fancy Living, read the cover. Of course, he thought. A place like this probably had all kinds of books and magazines and flyers on ways to turn your own life into a five-star hotel. ♫Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And as the world comes to an end
I'll be here to hold your hand
'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart.
A lionheart.♬ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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