Blank Limit - The Furry Band

[Scautty]

"Sounds good!" I skipped into the practice room, my pork pie double pedal set awaiting. I grabbed a pair of stickes and stood near the set. "What'cha need from me, boss?"

[Shenzii]

Rowan sat outside the building and lit up a cigarette. A wave of sadness washed over her as the death of her friend finally hit her.

[KittKat chunky~]

boss? *Kistrev smirked, he'd always been the one further down the "food chain" and had never been called boss before... this reporting malarky really could bring all back round..* hey, whatever feels natural mate! *Kistrev knelt down and adjusted the lense of the camera*

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono walked out and saw Rowan at it again. "I don't know if I'm jealous or thankful for not having many close ties...but seeing you, I guess I would be better off, sorry for sounding like a narcassist"

[Scautty]

"Haha, okay! Then action shots!!" I jumped over behind the set, sitting on the throne, and playing different proggressions of diverse beats, filling a bit after each.

[Vamp]

"Me next?" Vamp asked.

[Shenzii]

"Yea... You're lucky. I've grown attached to all my previous clients... It's a curse really." She took a drag, the smoke escaping her mouth slowly as she spoke.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Just out of curiosity...and considering what I just put you through, do I fit under that list?" he asked with sincere curiosity, his mohawk looking somewhat deflated.

[Gabag]

Sitting down in a chair, Phil finally finishes his coffee..

[Shenzii]

"What do you mean?" She asked, flicking away her the cigarette butt. Her eyes shifted to his, the crystal blue of them intense.

[Armalite_]

Spike looked as everyone left the room except phil. He looked both ways before pulling out his bong from under the chair. He poured some coffee into it and then pulled out a little bag from his pocket. He ripped off some of a cigarette and packed it into the bottom half of the bowl. He placed a little bit of chronic over top and put the bong to his lips. He lit the the bowl and began to pull. As smoke slowly filled the bong, he sharply inhaled, clearing the bowl and it made a loud popping sound. As he held in the smoke in his lungs. He blew out the smoke after a moment and struggled to put the bong down. "Phil!...Phil! The bong, take the bong! I'm gonna drop it!"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"I just put myself out in the open to help you with your problem...knowing that most people who either run away or attack me thinking i'm trying to eat their soul or something outrageous as that" he took off the headband, and the third eye met the crystal blue of her eyes, apparently making its power dormant for the time being.

[Gabag]

Spike looked as everyone left the room except phil. He looked both ways before pulling out his bong from under the chair. He poured some coffee into it and then pulled out a little bag from his pocket. He ripped off some of a cigarette and packed it into the bottom half of the bowl. He placed a little bit of chronic over top and put the bong to his lips. He lit the the bowl and began to pull. As smoke slowly filled the bong, he sharply inhaled, clearing the bowl and it made a loud popping sound. As he held in the smoke in his lungs. He blew out the smoke after a moment and struggled to put the bong down. "Phil!...Phil! The bong, take the bong! I'm gonna drop it!"

"You seriously expect me to smoke some Chronic cause you filled the bong with coffee... I'm not that addicted to it" Picks up the bong and puts it on a nightstand then walks away going to get some more of his premium coffee.

[Shenzii]

"But what list could you fall under? The clients that I have grown attached to? Well... yea..." She looked down and took a deep breath.

[Armalite_]

Spike began to slowly sink into the chair. "Pff no. This is MY chronic. You get your own. I was going to drop it. Nobody has use for a shattered bong. I filled it with coffee because I didn't have water on hand." He laughed.