Re: Deadly music

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 9:42 pm

He hummed a new tune as he changed it to his own song.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Wed Oct 13, 2010 9:42 pm

Aiden: I was already way too unorganized. I'd slipped on some more boxers and jeans and continued to look for a shirt. Maybe I...I straighten up, looking around the room. "Where are you..?" I murmur to myself, shivering slightly as the cool air wafts by my exposed skin. Maybe I left it in...I check. Not there. "Hey Rose, have you seen my shirt? I think I took out a fresh blue one.." i trail off as I walk out of the bathroom slowly.

(i'll brb)

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 9:43 pm

"No, haven't seen it." She called, not looking up from her bass.
(KK)

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 9:46 pm

Liam sang out the words, the song was called Faith. Of course at this point in time he had faith in almost nothing.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:06 pm

Aiden: I sigh and go back to searching through my bags again. I finally find one - the blue one was actually sitting on my bed - and pull it on over my head. I hang the towel back up and head back out, gauze in hand. "I actually need you to pretend I'm alive this time and wrap my hand up." I say to her, standing beside her bed expectantly.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:08 pm

He stopped, and sighed. He sat his guitar beside him. He hated life, being a loner sucked.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:08 pm

She looked up, putting her pick in the strings and setting is gingerly on her bed. "Alright." she stated.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:13 pm

Aiden: I plop down and toss the gauze roll to her. "Ready doc," I say, holding my hand out for her to 'examine'.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:14 pm

She took his and and expertly wrapped the cause around it until the appropraite ammount and the ripped it. "There.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:16 pm

He put the yamaha in its case, and took out his most prized posestion.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:18 pm

Aiden: I check it out. I'll have to youtube how to do this or something. Sighing, I stand back up slowly and walk over to the bathroom and flick off the light before heading over to where I'd just left my guitar. I should probably put it away. I think about this for a few moments while staring at it before actually doing anything. Once it's put away, I turn around to face Rose again. "So, do we have to go to classes or something?" I ask reluctantly. I'd just gotten done with highschool, did I really have to deal more of it?

by **lily "the author" hanna** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:19 pm

now i gotta go to bed Sad

sorry guys cya tomorrow Smile

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:20 pm

(Aw...bye) "Not today. Today is just to get settled in. Classes don't start for a couple of days."

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:24 pm

Liam strummed the McPhereson, by far the best guitar he had ever played. Its tone was sweet, and pure.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:26 pm

"I'm going to look for somewhere I won't disturb people while practicing." she said and walked outside.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:31 pm

He began to play steal away again, his own jazzy version. Maybe one day he would find that dream.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:33 pm

She entered the courtyard, being sure not to bumb her bass. She heard someone playing and crept closer, hiding behind the bushed that separated them.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:41 pm

"Let's steal away and chase our dream,
And hope they never find us.
The dreary days, the empty nights,
We'll leave them all behind us. " He sang, evident he was searching for meaning behind the words.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:44 pm

She listened, slowly tracing the notes without making a sound on her bass.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:48 pm

(he has a mix between a bass and tenor voice)

He played a few chords, and continued, "Steal away, let's steal away
No reason left to stay.
For me and you,
Let's start anew,
And darlin' steal away. " He repeated the last chorus. And finished his own jazzy version of the song written by a huge music man in Ireland, Phil Coulter.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 11:06 pm

She was released from her haze and blink "Wow." she said.

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 11:08 pm

Liam heard he speak, and he dropped his pick, He turned his head, "Um... thought I was alone." He said to whoever had spoken.

by **Unabound Justice** Wed Oct 13, 2010 11:10 pm

"Sorry." she said standing up. "I came to practice without disturbing my roommate and I overheard you playing and singing." she said. "You are really good." she stated. "You might actually be the first one to make it outa here intact."

by **Charlie** Wed Oct 13, 2010 11:13 pm

"Um thanks." He then laughed at her comment, about leaving, "I highly doubt that."

by **Unabound Justice** Thu Oct 14, 2010 8:28 am

She smirked. "I really think so. Most people who leave here are rarely seen again. I think that if they aren't the best, they eat them." she joked

by **OpenTheDoor** Thu Oct 14, 2010 10:59 am

Tori nodded simply, sitting down with a sigh, rubbing her temples. Despite the fact that her hands were blistered and bloody, she grabbed her guitar, strumming it lightly to enjoy the sweet metallic tone of it, something that she couldn't live without.
"Yeah, but I'm mainly guitar, I don't play viofid all the time; too restrictive...." as she explained, her fingers began to pluck out a little tune, "Like Pixie Lott? She's really old but I like my grandma's music, she was really cool..."
Picking up a pick off of the side, she strummed the tabs that she worked out ages ago, something that wasn't on the internet at all; Broken Arrow. Selecting the backing on her iPod, she put it on speaker, her guitar on her lap as she near enough whispered the lyrics.

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