Fifty Ninth Clone

[sitaronthewater]

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Huh. You know, I don't remember having this much competition before. But it's alright, Time Bomb's still the best. [He grins rather cockily before playing a few measures of something that seems a little more rock than he usually plays.] Just a little preview for our fans of what's coming up. I know that you guys pay attention to every little note we play, and hey, if you're nice to me, who knows, maybe I'll be convinced to play a little more. Maybe even a little private concert preview!

After all, I'm the favorite here, right?

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[OoC: He is totes not the favorite. Probably the least favorite. Feel free to play that up. Now, as far as I've gathered, Time Bomb (for the weekend, at least), is comprised of shiverandsing as lead guitar/singer, loonyandproud as back-up guitar/singer, totallyinaband as bass, hatersbehatin on drums, and sitaronthewater on sitar. Also manofgnee is also their pyrotechnician, so, you know, watch out. 8|

If you'd like to be involved in some way, please feel free! Even if you've never interacted with anyone in it so far. Edit: Big concert post here. ALSO, YOU GUYS, THIS IS THE BEST POST EVER. 8'D]

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action; Cutting in after all your talking guys. Geesh.

[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[All the while that the guys are talking about sex, rock, benefits, cock blocking... and whatever else comes out of their mouths...

Mai sits behind the drum set, twirling one drumstick between her fingers and watching it as if it's the most interesting thing in the room.

Rather loudly she yawns, making a show of it to get attention and break up the conversation before she speaks.]

Are we ever going to play?

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[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah. Mai. She never really seemed to like to participate in the conversation. He idly wondered why.]

We just practiced for hours this morning. It's alright to just hang out now; we sound great!

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[totallyinaband]

I'm with Mai on this one. We can always use more practice.

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[thewildone]

Yeah, we're gonna play.

[Curt is feeling a little bit of Demyx's optimism, but the days of "Curt, please put pants on, we need to rehearse now and you're making the guys uncomfortable" are long gone and he's reached a level of sobriety and professionalism that while not complete surprise even him. Plus the drummer is pretty scary for a little girl, so he's doing his best not to annoy Mai.]

I don't want the pyrotechnics throwing anyone off.

action; oh sorry I didn't see this. Dudes she's chilling on a couch

[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[That's right he doesn't want to mess with her. He doesn't want to find out what else she can do with these drumsticks.]

A few bursts of fire isn't a big deal.

[Growing up around fire benders kind of made pyrotechnics not very impressive to her.]

I just thought playing would be better than listening to you guys gossip. Or, you know, whatever you guys were talking about.

Re: action; oh sorry I didn't see this. Dudes she's chilling on a couch

[totallyinaband]

Hey! We weren't gossiping! Stop making it sounds so... girly.

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[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

[A sharp elbow nudge from Demyx, and a frantic whisper,] Hey, man, don't say girly like it's a bad thing, she's a girl, who knows what she'll do to us if we insult her?

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[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[Still hears you Demyx.]

Because I'm so girly.

[And then she's looking over at you Stephen.]

Fine. You aren't gossiping. You guys were chatting, debating, and discussing...

[There is a pause and she glances upward, trying to remember something...]

Something. I wasn't really listening, actually.

[And even though she was complaining about not playing before, she doesn't seem to mind the break now.]

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[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

[Oh, well, crap, this face and he backs up.]

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[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[Maybe if they weren't talking about boy stuff. Or stupid stuff. Seriously what do they talk about most of the time, cause she kind of zones in and out too often to really keep track.]

Sure. Well if we're taking a break I'm gonna find somewhere more comfortable to sit.

[Like a couch. A couch would be awesome, and she leaves the drums to sit down on whatever comfy surface she could find if a couch wasn't avaialbe.]

And I'm hungry.

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[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

[Mostly stupid boy stuff.]

Hey, that's what this place's for. Comfortable's good!

[He was never quite sure with Mai. He assumed, and hoped, that she meant for normal food, and wasn't getting ticked off with them enough to take a bite out of one of their arms or something.]

Go raid the fridge. It's gotta have something that you could eat.

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[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[Pff. Come on. She wasn't that bad. She doesn't bite. Now throw a knife or drumstick when someone does something incredibly stupid? Yes. But she doesn't really hurt them. Boys could be such babies.]

But I'm comfortable.

[She turns her head to look in the direction of where the fridge is. Staring off at it like it was soooooooooooo far away.]

And you're up already.

[Her hand lifts into a gesture toward him, her head tilting as she obviously insists that since he's not sitting on the couch it's his responsibility to get some food.]

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[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

[He looks in the same direction she does for a while, then turns back when she notes his standing position. Despite being fairly dense sometimes, he gets her drift. He pauses, though, pouting.]

Huh. Why does this seem familiar?

[He wasn't pouting at her, although it seemed it at first, but he shakes it off, literally, and goes back to his default face of some mix of confusion and happiness.]

So, what d'you want?

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[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

If you're there already, bring me a coke! [Because Campbell is too busy trying to....turn himself exactly upside down on an armchair, okay, srs band bsns.]

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[hatersbehatin.livejournal.com]

[Such a good boy, Demyx. You may get a treat, but no, no you won't. Sorry.

Mai hmmms, putting a little thought in what she wants from the fridge.

Then shrugs.]

I don't care. Whatever you can find that is edible will be fine.

[And later she adds in after the Coke request.]

Get me one too!

[Then she looks to Campbell and tilts her head at him.]

What are you doing?

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[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

[Once he's managed to drap his legs over the back of the chair, he gives Mai a loopy, upside-down smile.]

Sitting! What does it look like I'm doing?