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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2009 20:16:58 GMT -6
(for sake of pride in my poetry, wanna call this board complete? Or do you have character development planned?)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2009 1:34:39 GMT -6
(your post, Green)
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2009 16:27:20 GMT -6
Green went back into the roundhouse, dissapointed in hearing pulsating techno music. The inside of the roundhouse looked really chaotic: lots of bumping, grinding, not to mention seizure enducing lights. Irazehl grunted to himself. "kids these days can't dance"
Beleiving himself to be above them, he found a corner to sit it out in. Of course, someone grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into the crowd of people.
"C'mon! Dance" Someone yelled.
Getting in beat with the music, he cleared a spot and pulled out some capoera moves.
"Get a look at this guy!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2009 22:13:03 GMT -6
The song ended, as Nella and Chione took back to the stage, and as soon as they settled on their instruments, they began playing, a creepy tune, you would imagine in a graveyard. There were no vocals as of yet.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2009 2:15:09 GMT -6
<<Ok this board, admittedly, seems a little dead. If you dont want to keep this thread going, we can end it here.>>
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