DualSides Band (band rp)
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				Title: <strong>DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 07:32:14</strong>
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				The open road, a van moved across the state as the people inside were members of a band called Dual Sides. The band was very famous and they had become a sensation in the past two years. Everybody did their own thing and tried to be the best in all their areas. The group was very close and will give their life for one another reason why they coordinated well, they had very good teamwork. The van rode across the state, the group preferred open road since it was more of a adventure than flying.<br>___________________________________<br>Light woke up, she stretched and looked around smiling, there were still a couple of days from their destination. She walked to the kitchen of the bus and looked around grabbing the box of cereal and milk. After fixing herself a breakfast she looked around, everybody else was asleep even the driver. They parked in a very beautiful place, it looked like a scenery of the entire city. She walked out and took a deep breath. She smirked looking at the city, this was not going to be the city they will rock in but she knew their buss will cause a impression.<br><br>She smirked and sighed, she walked inside the van again and jumped in the couch to watch some T.V. The van was huge, it has a small bedroom for everybody and two bathrooms, kitchen and a couch with a tv in front. She sang to herself softly as she watched a movie on the tv. She loved movies and especially horror movies. She took a deep breath and decided to take a bath.<br><br>Walking to the bathroom she took out all of her clothes locking the door after. She turned on the shower and moved inside, the water hit her body like a massage, she loved it and just let water hit it. Smirking she sang to herself this time a little bit more loud but not enough to wake anybody. She always sang on the shower like so many other people but she knew her voice was her job so she needed practice. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 07:54:02</strong>
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				Dizzy was in the common room of the bus,&nbsp; he had recently been reamed out by a lovely young woman who found her way onto the bus&nbsp; by promising sex,&nbsp; yet she only brought the preaching’s of religion.&nbsp; He had a bottle of grey goose between his leather clad legs,&nbsp; it was only halfway finished but it looked like the young man had probably downed most of that on his own.&nbsp; His cheeks were burning crimson, and his eyes weren’t focusing on anything, even though the pale blue orbs were currently trying to watch a random anime on the TV.&nbsp; The odd thing was,&nbsp; the voices obviously were in Japanese, and the subtitles were in Spanish and everyone in the band knew that Dizzy couldn’t understand either language.<br><br>When he heard the singing, he let out a little giggle.&nbsp; “Light, Love..&nbsp; I love that song…&nbsp; but I’m so fucking hung over.” his oddly feminine voice said.&nbsp; “Give me a few more hours before you sing those lovely little lungs of your’s out.”
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				Post by: <strong>Camie Calamity</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 15:56:07</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;<em><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; Jazz, groaned as the sunlight began to beam its way through the blinds in her bunk.&nbsp; The night before had been a hell of a time and her body screamed in agony even after the pure bliss she had experienced those few hours.&nbsp; At least this time she was waking to a total stranger on the bus, one she was scrambling to keep hidden and then had to pays bus fare home.&nbsp; That in its self was a sigh of relief.<br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She let her blue eyes focus on the wall before even making an attempt to sit up.&nbsp; Although they found the tabloid she had picked up at the local grocer’s market, one that had the band’s picture on the cover with a story of some sort and a smaller one on her and her father.&nbsp; Of course the bastard was playing the victim in the article.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“A good father.”&nbsp; She laughed lightly to herself before tossing the trash mag aside.&nbsp; If he had been a good father he would have paid support and at least have been more active in her life.&nbsp; Truth was she only saw him once a year generally after Christmas and of course no late gifts ever came her way from him.&nbsp; By the time she was nine she knew no to expect anything from him always the same old same old excuse.&nbsp; “Santa didn’t stop because you were a bad girl.”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She wasn’t a bad child not in the least but the emotional abuse the man decided to give her on the only day of the year that she would see him.&nbsp; Jazz had long past moved on, she cared nothing for the man.&nbsp; Now it seems he thought he was entitled to money from her for all of his troubles of dealing with her as a child, it was a joke, the only problem was those rags never asked her the truth in the matter.&nbsp; Maybe they should but most likely they never would.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Jazz listened to the singing and then smiled momentarily as Dizzy yelled for it to stop.&nbsp; At least she had her friends, her band to make it through, and then there were those wild fans after the show that became a show of their own.&nbsp; She pulled on an oversized t-shirt that hung to past her thighs, covering her panties and not bothering to pull on pants stepped out into the commons area.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Plopping down on the couch next to Dizzy she grabbed his bottle, downed a drink and handed it back, not even grimacing from the burn in the back of her throat, one she had gotten use to. “Isn’t it a little early for this stuff?”&nbsp; She asked as if she was a mother, it was a joke, and after all she had just taken a shot.&nbsp; </span></em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 23:19:32</strong>
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				Light shut up as she sighed and giggled to herself, "Sorry hun". She knew the guys were drinking last night and she knew how bad were the hangovers. Taking a deep sighed she looked at the wound on her breast, a wound made by her father on that day. She passed a finger on the wound and shrugged memories coming back. <br><br>The only thing she could feel was his fathers hits with the back of a hot blade, burning her breast in a single wound. She sighed as she knew that scar meant that her old life was gone, he had a new one with friends and a band. The lyrics on her band usually was about beating parents or trying to teach something through their songs, reason why they were so famous.<br><br>As she finished the shower she dried off and got dressed, a pair of panties, no bra, shorts and a long shirt was the thing she always wore with her friends. She sighed getting out of the bath and looking at the band members, she smiled and stretched walking to then and hugging Jazz from behind her, "hiya sleepyhead". She giggled letting her go and grabbing a bottle of water walking to the couch and sitting where Dizzy had his head. She lifted his head up a bit and sat down letting him rest his head on her legs. She played with his hair a bit by passing her hand gently through it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 23:37:21</strong>
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				I was sitting cross legged on my bunk staring down blindly an the unopened letter sitting innocently on the bed in front of me. The early morning sunlight flooded through the open window turning the envelope a bright blinding white. It looked innocent enough just a standard white envelope with a printed address to me and a return address with no name. But that simple letter was causing war within me. <br><br>It's been a few months since I left home and I was lucky enough to meet up and join the already established band Dual Sides. I'd founds real friends, people I liked and for a while was able to forget my Victorian era controlled life but then the calls started, then the emails, now the letters.<br><br>I'd ignored them all till now. I'd trashed my cell and email accounts as soon as I'd seen it was them but with the letter so close I couldn't bring myself to just throw it away. Looking at the letter I felt like a little kid who had to run away just to make a point. <br><br>The sound of Light singing interupted my thoughts and brought me back to now. I could hear dizzy complaining and laughed lightly as I stood up streaching after having sat there staring for hours at the stupid envelope. I quickly changed into a pair of black boxers and a bright green tanktop and mussed my hair a little so it looked like a slept a little, I didn't want anyone to know I hadn't slept all night.<br><br>With a&nbsp; my hand on the door knob I glance at the envelope one last time silently willing myself to throw it away and forget it but I end up leaving it there basking in the bright sunlight. <br><br>I come out into the common area smiling brightly stretching my arms over my head feeling lighter, happier away from the stupid letter. "morning all." I say going to the kitchen and getting a glass of orange juice and start making a pot of coffee knowing I'd need it to stay up all day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 02:44:10</strong>
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				“Course,&nbsp; but that’s why it’s fun…&nbsp; Morning drinking is one of the very best kinds of drinking.&nbsp; As long as you can pace yourself to get to the noon drinking…&nbsp; which is also quite pleasant.”&nbsp; He said, wrapping his hand around the neck of the bottle,&nbsp; gingerly snatching it away from Jazz,&nbsp; he knocked back a rather large swig before placing it into the table in front of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;His blue eyes rather obviously scanned over the girl in front of him,&nbsp; and he couldn’t but help but let a wide smile spread across his full lips.&nbsp; <br><br>He was rather surprised when he found his position on the couch being rearranged he didn’t struggle against it though.&nbsp; “Ello.”&nbsp; Said the young&nbsp; man looking up at Light, lifting one of his finely arched brows.&nbsp; “Feeling a little affectionate today eh?”&nbsp; He said lifting a hand upward resting it behind his head.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Care for an early morning Martini or something?” <br><br>Lastly his vision turned to the other girl who had entered with a cup of coffee.&nbsp; “Morning.”&nbsp; He said lazily waving his free hand.<br><br>“So,&nbsp; anything interesting going on?”&nbsp; He said to the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 05:09:35</strong>
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				She shrugged and shook her head, "I don't drink much you know that". She smiled and sighed looking to the ceiling, "I think we are to continue the road if we are to arrive to the place". She laughed and nods, as the driver arrived, "Hello people, ready to go?". She laughed and nodded, "I am, is everybody else ready?". She grabbed the control remote and changed the station to a horror movie. She grins as she drank from her water while looking at the TV set. Her mind was all over the place, she needed to practice and that will happen two days before the concert. <br><br>If they could get there in time they might even enjoy a full day of enjoying what the city has to offer. She placed the remote away as she found the movie she wanted to see. Grinning she looked at the rest, "Yea cmon let's leave, we might even get to enjoy the city if we arrive early, what do you think girls". She grinned knowing that the only male there sometimes acted like a female so he wound not mind that she would say girls to all. She sighed and giggled thinking to herself evil and naughty things.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camie Calamity</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 14:54:01</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em><strong><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Good morning, sunshine.”&nbsp; Jazz added to the sleepy head comment, watching the bottle be placed on the table.&nbsp; She listened as the conversation went on around her and then the television channels change.&nbsp; Horror, which was a good thing, because who didn’t love a good horror movie.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;“I agree we should stay on the road, we really wouldn’t want to be late for a show.&nbsp; I don’t think the fans would like that much.”&nbsp; She knew she wouldn’t want to pay good money for a ticket and then of course the band show up late or not show at all.&nbsp; It just wasn’t good etiquette not that she worried about that subject outside of the fans.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Jazz, stood offering Aria, her seat as she went to the kitchenette and poured a glass of juice and came back pouring a little of the vodka into it.&nbsp; She took a seat in the empty chair and propped her legs up on the couch end.&nbsp; “I don’t know about you guys, but I am so ready for the first show.”<br></span></strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 20:21:03</strong>
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				“Eh,&nbsp; I could care less about going shopping or running around the city.&nbsp; I special order all my clothes anyway.”&nbsp; He extended one of his long legs, bringing his foot to rest on the table while the other dangled off the end of the couch.&nbsp; “Don’t wanta be a buzz kill or anything,&nbsp; but I agree with Jazz I’m not going to risk showing up late for the show.”&nbsp; He said.<br><br>“Same, same. I can’t wait to get back on stage,&nbsp; I feel like a god out there.”&nbsp; He said with a faint spreading of his lips into a grin. "I mean,&nbsp; all the screaming fans are pretty much worshiping us when we're out there."&nbsp; He let himself laugh a bit.&nbsp; "I'm sounding pretty conceited here aren't I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 10:20:14</strong>
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				"Of course you do Dizzy" I say say sitting down in the seat Jazz offered nodding a thanks to her and curling up with legs tucked underneath me. "But it's part of your charm." I say laughing sipping my orange juice and on second thought&nbsp; on impulse set it down and gently pulling the bottle from Dizzy's hand. The others knew I hardly drank except for when I was partying but on this particular morning I felt justified. I took a long pull and smiled slightly as the liquid burned down my throat. I coughted lightly as I said "But I agree with you the feeling you get out there on stage is amazing"
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 10:33:34</strong>
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				Light just remained quiet as all talked, they had reason about one thing, being on stage was great. Smirking she looked at the driver wich started the buss and began driving. As the buss moved Light decided to ask something she been wanting to do, "people, I want you all to write a song about your life, fix it and we will try them on the next album.<br><br>She smiled and sighed, she needed new songs and the group would do just that. Standing up she smirked and walked to her room leaving the door open to anyone wanting to enter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>06-06-2010, 09:45:06</strong>
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				"Write a song?" I whispered to myself as Light went to her room just quietly enough not to be heard. I threaded my fingers through my hair, an old nervous habit I'd never been able to break that left a bit of my hair standing on end. <br><br>I smiled brightly hidding a bit of nervousness "Sounds like fun." I say taking another drink before setting the bottle back on the table. I leaned back and tried to watch whatever was on tv some horror show or another and tried to think of something, anything poetic to say about my mess of a life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camie Calamity</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 15:10:22</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong><em><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"> A song, a song about her life?&nbsp; A drugged up mother and an absentee father who now wanted more money than she had not to mention money that he wasn’t entitled to.&nbsp; Sex, Drugs, and Rock N’ Roll, that was her life as clichéd as it may be or even sound.&nbsp; Jazz, sat there dumbfounded for a momentarily before downing her juice and vodka.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Standing up, Jazz washed her glass out before putting it away for later use.&nbsp; She knocked on Light’s door, lightly before entering.&nbsp; “I know we need new material but my life well…do we really need to write a song about our lives?”&nbsp; Jazz asked slightly worried about the process, not about song writing, but about the contents of the song.</span></span></em></strong><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 21:10:44</strong>
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				She smiled and opened the door letting her enter. She looked at her and shook her head, "You have to be careful what you say that is all. I know you went through some hard stuff in your life and so did I. Did you know I was&nbsp; almost raped by my father beaten constantly and also ended up in a hospital for a month because of him?". She shrugged closing the door and taking off her shirt revealing the knife wound on her chest, "This was done by my father, and yet one of my songs is about my life, did you ever noticed it?". She put her shirt&nbsp; back in and sighed, "I am not telling you to reveal all the details of your life, I want you to tell others a message through your song, a message of a experience in your life. Do not tell it plainly if not simply make it a song that everyone who is passing the same thing can relate to".
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				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 01:18:28</strong>
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				"Words ain't my thing,&nbsp; I've never been really eloquent.&nbsp; I'll stick to my guitar,&nbsp; sides,&nbsp; don't you know the rule that the guitarist has to be stand offish and mysterious.&nbsp; If I start letting my life story leak all over the place I'll lose a big part of what draws people to me."&nbsp; He said with a bit of a smirk.&nbsp; "I'll leave the songs contents to the lyrical wordsmiths,&nbsp; and just let my emotions show through my fingers."
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 01:29:04</strong>
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				She sighed and shook her head, "You will not be singing it, I will and you can still keep your persona that you like so much. But if you don't want to I can understand". She sighed and lay on the bed looking at the feeling touching the scar on her chest. Standing up she walked out of the room and grabbed another bottle of water going back to her room and closing the door, "I guess I am giving the option, up to the band if they wanna do it or not".
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 02:08:26</strong>
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				I listened to the others hesitation and wondered if I could really do this, write a song. I'd never done it before and though it seemed like it should be easy like most things it was probably alot harder then it looked. It wasn't that I didn't have alot to work with, my life hadn't been the standard rock and roll star story, I was never hurt by anyone intentionally, I had a few heart breaks in my past but they were fleeting and somewhat childish. No what I had was diffrent I'd been trapped and had to find the strength and courage to leave everything I'd ever known behind. <br><br>Thinking about it made me shiver the first few weeks alone. I had thought I'd know what the world was like when I left. Turns out I had no clue, I'd been the spoiled little brat everyone accused me of being. But gilded or not, a cage is still a cage. I left with only 10 bucks in my pocket that night, a bag of clothes and the stuff I normally carry in my purse. I ended up without a cent to my name sleeping in the park while singing in a run down wannabe lounge bar for tips. It wasn't what I'd call fun but it had been worth it, to get here.<br><br>I smiled remembering hooking up with the band and everything great that had happend since. I got up and knocked once on Light's door "Ready or not here I come." I said quickly opening the door, "Hey got a minute I want to talk to you about this song thing."
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 02:15:33</strong>
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				She sighed and looked at the door, "You know you people don't need to knock, just enter". She sighed and giggled to herself as she saw her friend enter, "Before you start talking if you don't wanna do it don't do so, I understand it was a bad request but life should make some interesting songs that people can manage to identify themselves with. Now what did you wanna talk about hun". She laughed and moved a bit so she could sit.<br><br>(ARG) (Writers block)
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 01:18:36</strong>
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				I laughed lightly as I sit down and bounce a little beside Light "Don't worry about if I'm going to do it my oh so creative mind." I say sarcastically giggling "is in overdrive thinking of all the weird unique things I've gone through, it's nothing as colorful as what you guys have but there are some interesting lessons learned so I have lots of material. It's the writing part I'm have a problem with, I have no idea how to even approach the subject. But that got me thinking since the others were so hesitant about doing it and I have next to no clue how maybe we could all do it together, you know bounce ideas off eachother and all because god knows if i do it myself it will sound like a nursery rhyme." I say laughing, "besides is seems a shame For Jazz and Dizzy not to create a song uniquely their own and working together might be a great way for them to create a song for them selves as well."&nbsp; I took a breath after the long rambling and smiled. "So what do you think?"
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				Post by: <strong>Bloody Rose</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 01:22:48</strong>
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				She looked at the girl who did not seemed to mind to write a song like the others. She heard her as she looked up to the ceiling and she smirked, "Sure, we can work on it together". She smiled and sighed, "Just make a list on the things you wanna say on your song and we will work on it and transform it into lyrics". She smiled looking at her, "I guess, this album will be about all of us, song made by all of us what do you people think?". She giggled and sighed as she looked at the girl and nodded. "Lets work on this with you first, then we will help the others, make the list and bring it to me hun".
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				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 09:13:36</strong>
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				I clapped my hands together like a little kid excited "Ooo I can't wait, I'm going to get started right now." I said bouncing up "This will be so much fun" I say giving Light a quick hug before skipping out of her room and into my own so I can get started. <br><br>The envelope draws my attention as soon as I close the door behind me but it some how look less ominous then it had last night. Feeling excited and exilerated by the new project I felt happy, at peace again. I picked it up without hesitation, and turned it over in my hands smiling lightly to myself as I look through it in the light at the expensive paper. Tapping it against my wrist I walk across the room to the trash can. Smiling brightly for a moment, I take it in both hands, and while I hold my breath I tear it in half. <br><br>Feeling released, finally completely free for the first time since leaving I rip it again and again giggling as the many small pieces fall though my fingers and into and around the trash can.<br><br>Sighing happily I leave the pieces where they fall and grab my favorite folder with it's doodlings all over the cover and my favorite neon blue pen to start making out my list keeping around the theme of freedom, taking chances, finding your own path, being lost and in the complete confusion finding the perfect place for you. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: DualSides Band (band rp)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Camie Calamity</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 18:32:07</strong>
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				&nbsp; <strong><em><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; &nbsp;Jazz sighed at the comments about her being hesitant. She had never said she wouldn’t just that she didn’t want to.&nbsp; A major difference was between the two for her even if the others didn’t think so.&nbsp; “I am going to write the song, it just might…uhm…take a little longer than usual.”&nbsp; For the first time Jazz was actually soft spoken instead of being loud.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;She went into her own little bunk, picking up her guitar, the one she used for things like writing instead of the bass.&nbsp; Strumming a few chords trying to find the mood to get her going, she watched as the road signs and even a few trees passed outside her window.&nbsp; This task was going to be harder than all of the rest, this one was based on her life and hatred instead of going against the norm or even a past teacher she may have despised.&nbsp; </span></em></strong><br>
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